Apocalypse: The Fat Lady Strikes Back

A child needs more fat energy than an adult like Zhao Dalong. He needs ten catties of fat energy every time.

Qiao Lingxiang lost nearly 30 catties of meat to the three of them, and said to Zhao Dalong:

Uncle Zhao, I'll go find some antipyretics for them.

Okay, you go, I'll watch them.

Zhao Dalong stared helplessly at the three children on the bed, and gradually regained his vitality, hurriedly moved a chair over, and told the three children a story.

Tell me about the heroic story of Officer Zhao Bravely Captures the Gangsters and Rescues the Hostages!

After Qiao Lingxiang walked around in a hurry outside, the antipyretic medicine was not brought back, but another child was brought back.

She innocently carried the child to Zhao Dalong's bed and explained:

Another carload of wounded patients was brought in just now, and the serious danger zone was crowded and exploded. I saw this child sitting in the snow crying, so I brought her here. She also had a fever. I had injected some energy into her.

And said:

The head nurse said that there are no antipyretics for children now, and medical resources are scarce. Let us physically cool them down.

She said, took out a roll of gauze, and said to Zhao Dalong:

Uncle Zhao, cut them up, get some cold water, and tie them on their foreheads.

Zhao Dalong immediately took the gauze, tore the roll of gauze with his hands, and helped Qiao Lingxiang to physically cool down the four children.

So busy until late at night, Qiao Lingxiang couldn't count how many adults outside had turned into zombies. She went back and forth in and out of Zhao Dalong's ward, frequently going to the first floor.

Don't do anything else, just go to care about the group of resentful civilians on the first floor, hold their hands with her spring-like love, listen to their anger, and get their fat

Then, at a rate of losing 40 catties of flesh in half an hour, they persisted for more than ten hours. None of the four children turned into zombies, and finally the fever subsided alive and kicking.

Then, all the fat civilians on the first floor who were in good spirits disappeared, all because of this disaster brought by Ye Yiming, they were so angry that they were out of shape.

Qiao Lingxiang carefully compared the fever time of the children with that of Zhao Dalong. She found that the bodies of these children obtained more fat energy from Qiao Lingxiang than Zhao Dalong each time, but the time to defeat the mutated virus was also shorter than that of Zhao Dalong.

Another night passed, and Ye Yiming seemed to have finally checked all the neighborhoods on the track of zombie activities, and sent no more injured patients to Xiangcheng Hospital.

However, on the second floor of the serious danger area of ​​Xiangcheng Hospital, there were patients with high fevers everywhere, and even in the corridor, there were several unconscious people tied up.

From time to time, I heard the nurse shouting, There is a zombie here, There is a zombie over there.

When Qiao Lingxiang passed by occasionally, she looked at it indifferently, without any emotion.

When Zhao Long came back from the back door of Xiangcheng Hospital, Qiao Lingxiang took advantage of Zhao Long's going to the fourth floor to guard the five zombies, and she also ran upstairs to draw the blood of the other four zombies for the expert No. 400.

Now that there is not enough medical care, the experts on the 4th floor have to study the appearance and habits of the zombies, write various reports on the constantly mutating virus, and compare the virus algebra in the blood of the infected person sent from downstairs.

There was no rush to draw the blood of these zombies at all.

Therefore, Qiao Lingxiang knocked on the door of Room 400 only after a day, and the experts inside didn't blame her for anything, but only gave Qiao Lingxiang a bunch of blood collection equipment and asked her to watch it by herself.

It may be because these zombies don't feel pain, and Qiao Lingxiang doesn't feel any psychological burden when she uses them to practice blood-drawing skills. She just asks Zhao Long to help step on the hands of the zombies. That's fine.

After practicing like this for a long time, among other things, Qiao Lingxiang pricked a blood vessel with a needle, and it was accurate every time.

After she happily collected all the zombie blood and sent it to room 400, she went to the second floor with Zhao Long who had changed posts to see Zhao Dalong and the four children.

Suddenly, the mobile phone hidden in the protective clothing rang.

Qiao Lingxiang hurriedly took it out, and saw that it was a video sent by Lu Zhengqing, which seemed to be downloaded from the Internet.

The video is not long, only a dozen seconds, and the video is very noisy, the scene is very chaotic, a dozen garrisons are surrounded by the crowd, all wearing black face scarves.

I saw one of the garrison guards wearing a black face scarf, standing on top of a large group of people, pushing the group of protesters back, making the group turn their backs on their backs.

Qiao Lingxiang's heart sank, and she stood on the steps from the 4th floor to the 3rd floor, showed the video on her mobile phone to Zhao Long beside her, pointed to the garrison pushing people in the video, and asked Zhao Long,

Is this you? Brother Zhao Long.

Zhao Long said with a dazed face:

This is yesterday. Captain Zhu asked me and Ajiu to go to the back gate of Xiangcheng to clean up those protesters. I asked them to go back, but they still pushed forward. No, the car loaded with infected people is about to enter the serious danger zone. , Everyone started fighting, and I just wanted to push them away.

Then, I looked at the subtitles on the short video, [Xiangcheng garrison launched a bloody massacre, it is suspected that the use of biological and chemical weapons can make people weak].

Well, the person who wrote the subtitles never thought that Zhao Long would be so powerful, but directed the contradiction to a more exaggerated and evil place.

Zhao Long didn't have any opinions. He looked at Qiao Lingxiang and asked:

Xiangxiang, what should I do now?

It should be fine.

Qiao Lingxiang put the phone away, comforted Zhao Long, and said:

Zhu Ren knows your strength, so he sent you to the back door, didn't he just want you to help clear the way to the back door? Then something happened, the video was posted on the Internet, and the conflict was still directed at the Xiangcheng garrison. They Will find a way to solve it.”

Anyway, Zhu Ren knew about Zhao Long's ability, and Ye Yiming also knew about it. Since they knew about it, they didn't do anything to Zhao Long, and didn't say that Zhao Long was going to be sent to some laboratory for slicing, so it was fine.

The sky fell, and Ye Yiming held it up.

Thinking about it this way, Qiao Lingxiang felt that Cen Yi's decision to join the garrison couldn't be more correct.

If something goes wrong, the garrison will take the blame. Even if the video of Zhao Long's infinite power is posted on the Internet, the public will only hate the garrison as a whole.

Probably because the garrison is a whole, there has never been an individual, only the whole.

As they spoke, Qiao Lingxiang and Zhao Long continued to walk downstairs. Just as they reached the second floor, they looked up again. In the chaos, Qiao Lingxiang saw the doctor and nurse with the words Murong Xiao written on the back of the protective suit, holding a tray in his hand. , Walking and walking, the person is tired and leans to the side.

Qiao Lingxiang, who was watching from afar, told Zhao Long to go see Uncle Zhao and the four children first, then trotted over, helped Murong Xiao up, and helped her to the operating room inside the nurse's station.

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