The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 570 Take the Medicine

"What is this? It's black. Smell... Hey, I'm kidding, it really smells like liquefied petroleum gas. Could this be concentrated liquefied gas? That's not worth much..."

Duan Wuhu squeezed his eyes and stared at the black square.

Xie Yanshan also came forward, holding his glasses to examine it carefully, and muttered: "We still need to use instruments, otherwise how can we study this..."

“It will be a little troublesome, but there is still a way!”

Fu Weijun suddenly sat up straight, and then suddenly said: "By the way, what were you busy with just now? Has Mr. Zhang left?"

"Mr. Zhang left after seeing Liu Tianji and Ke Zhiyu. He was going to catch a few ordinary zombies and do an experiment on Qiu Hui. He felt that Qiu Hui had certain zombie characteristics and wanted to see if he could attract the zombies' attention."

Xie Yanshan had no intention of hiding anything and told the story in detail.

"Oh?"

Fu Weijun was absent-minded at first, but suddenly he became interested. He nodded with sparkling eyes and continued, "Mr. Zhang has a unique idea. Why didn't we consider this? It's really possible now!"

"Let's just say, if someone can really avoid attracting the attention of zombies, that would be amazing!"

Duan Wuhu looked longingly.

He had done a test before, smearing his body with zombie flesh and internal organs in an attempt to avoid the zombies' attention, but the result was in vain. After arriving at Tianma Island, he found that even bulletproof vests made of petrified zombie skin could not deceive zombies, so he simply gave up exploring in this area.

"Mr. Zhang has thought of more than just this." Xie Yanshan sighed with a strange expression: "Before, Xiao Qiu almost went into a state of madness again. Mr. Zhang injected her with a sedative, but it only took one milliliter to suppress it. The current conclusion is that as long as the headache is controlled, she will not go crazy. Tell me about this..."

Xie Yanshan smiled bitterly in silence. A layman came to study it and immediately found several problems, which made them, the professionals, feel embarrassed.

"People who are not bound by theories have wild ideas. I admire Mr. Zhang. I'll go check on Liu Tianji and Ke Zhiyu. Dr. Xie, please study this corpse again. There should be something worth exploring."

"OK, no problem."

Xie Yanshan agreed readily and went to get gloves and equipment.

Duan Wuhu naturally walked to the back of the wheelchair and prepared to push it, but heard Fu Weijun say.

"Brother Duan, you've been busy for a long time. Take a break. I'll do some exercise and call you when I go downstairs."

"Oh, okay, then be careful."

Duan Wuhu didn't suspect anything and put the plastic bag of medicine into Fu Weijun's arms. While helping him open the door, he said, "This is the painkiller that my second sister-in-law brought over just now. It's for Qiu Hui. See how to make the dosage more appropriate. We have to get the right amount and don't waste it."

"Well, let me see."

Fu Weijun agreed and left the room.

"Brother Liu, your Yanluo Corps is so impressive. I also want to join. Do you think I have a chance?"

Ke Zhiyu turned sideways and gradually adapted to the black and white scene. He didn't feel so uncomfortable anymore, but he still felt a dull pain in his body.

Liu Tianji moved his broken arm without a palm and said with a wry smile: "Don't even mention whether you can join or not. I'm afraid of being kicked out by Brother Su. Look at me now. Well, let's not say these discouraging words. If you want to join the Yanluo Corps, first of all, you must have extraordinary skills, and then... um? Doctor Fu?"

As we were chatting, the door was pushed open and a slight cool breeze blew into the warm room.

"What about chatting?"

Fu Weijun slowly pushed his wheelchair into the house and closed the door.

"Yeah, it's boring to lie here like this, let's chat, have we finished our observation time and can we leave?"

Liu Tianji is looking forward to returning to normal life as soon as possible.

"Don't worry, at least wait until tonight." Fu Weijun came to the middle of the two beds, looked around, and said calmly: "You are recovering well, do you feel any changes?"

Hearing that he had to stay up all night, Liu Tianji was a little depressed, but when he thought about not turning into a corpse, he felt that it was better than anything else. After hearing Fu Weijun's question, he thought for a while and said, "Nothing has changed, but I found a problem. I can't feel any pain. The wound on my hand doesn't hurt at all. It doesn't hurt when I touch it. I don't seem to feel itchy either. Did they give me some medicine?"

Liu Tianji hadn't noticed it before, but later he accidentally used his broken limb to support his body, which scared him. He found that it didn't hurt at all, and then he realized the problem. "Oh? There is such a thing? There is no pesticide..." Fu Weijun frowned and nodded, looking at Ke Zhiyu: "What about you? Is it the same?"

Ke Zhiyu shook his head depressedly: "I can feel the pain, and it still hurts now..."

"This should also be due to the individual differences in the corpse transformation blocking fluid. We still have a long way to go in this regard, but overall you are moving in the right direction. Take the medicine later. After tonight, if nothing happens, you can move freely."

As he spoke, Fu Weijun pushed his wheelchair to the desk, took out the medicine box, medicine bottle, and a ziplock bag from the plastic bag Duan Wuhu gave him, and began to prepare the medicine calmly.

"Nothing will happen. We will definitely make it through this."

"Yes, Brother Liu is right. We will have good fortune in the future if we survive this disaster."

Liu Tianji and Ke Zhiyu had no doubts about taking the medicine and were in a very good mood.

……

"Hey, Lao Ding, what's going on? There's no bed in the room?"

Zhang Su was going to the parking lot to find a car. He couldn't go out to catch zombies on foot. As he walked past the door of Wangshan Folk House, he saw Ding Yongguo, who was looking very angry, and Zheng Ziwen, moving a bed frame out of the warehouse of the homestay.

"Hey, Boss Zhang. Don't even mention it! Put it down. I told you to put it down!"

Ding Yongguo saw Zhang Su and motioned for Zheng Ziwen to put the bed down. He said in a very depressed tone, "It was a good bed, but this stupid boy jumped up and lay on it, and broke the beam. Tell me what happened..."

Zheng Ziwen lowered his head and touched the head of the bed, obviously embarrassed. His uncle put it more subtly, saying that it was not just one beam that was broken, but half of the bed collapsed.

"Maybe no one has used it for a long time, so the wood must be in a bad state." Zhang Su didn't know what to say. This guy is really a talent.

"Well, I'll find some wood to make a new bed later. Boss Zhang, why don't you take a rest? What are you busy with?"

Ding Yongguo is not only good at blacksmithing, but also knows some carpentry work. He can't do anything too delicate, but making a bed and a wardrobe is no problem for him.

Zhang Su pointed in the direction of the parking lot and said, "I have something to go out for, you guys go ahead and do your work."

"Wait a minute, Boss Zhang."

Ding Yongguo saw Zhang Su was about to leave, so he hurriedly chased him to the gate and said with a smile: "Excuse me, what are you doing outside? Do you need a helper?"

"helper?"

Zhang Su raised his eyebrows. What else could he not understand after talking about this point? He glanced at Zheng Ziwen who had no reaction, and saw Ding Yongguo smiled embarrassedly. Everything was self-evident.

"It's dangerous!"

Zhang Su said seriously that he went out this time to catch zombies, not for fun.

"Is there danger? Doesn't that mean we need someone to help us?"

When Ding Yongguo heard this, a shrewd smile appeared on his wrinkled cheeks. What a joke! There are dangers everywhere in this world!

Zhang Su smiled and pointed at Ding Yongguo. He understood the other party's intention. He hoped that he could guide Zheng Ziwen. It didn't necessarily mean teaching the boy anything, but at least let him suffer a little and temper his temper.

This little thing was not a problem at all for Zhang Su, and it could even bring a little fun to the boring task. The most important thing was that he had already received a big job without Ding Yongguo knowing, so he did not refuse.

Ding Yongguo knew what Zhang Su meant when he saw his attitude, and immediately turned around and waved to Zheng Ziwen: "Ziwen, come here! Your uncle Zhang needs someone to help him out when he goes out to do something, go and help him!"

"what?"

Zheng Ziwen walked over to the two of them, was stunned when he heard the news, and blurted out: "Zhang, King Yan Luo is so powerful, how can he use me..."

After watching the duel between Zhang Su and the nine members of the Flying Wolf Gang, Zheng Ziwen's mind was full of Zhang Su's image in battle. He kept imagining himself like that, trying to use the law of attraction to make himself stronger.