But its claws showed no intention of letting go of him. After spitting out the black blood, it turned around and lowered its head to continue sucking blood from his wound.

Lin Yiran was pinned down by it and couldn't move. He could only move his mouth and stammered, "...So it's not sucking blood and drinking it... But what is it doing? I'm not poisoned by a snake. Can I just spit out the poisonous blood and be done with it?"

The zombie sucked in three mouthfuls of blood and spat them out, each mouthful becoming brighter red than the last.

From the black color of the first bite, to the dark red of the second bite, and to the dark red of the third bite.

Finally, he took two more sips, and the blood in these two sips turned into normal color.

Lin Yiran began to feel dizzy. He murmured, "Don't smoke anymore... If you continue to smoke, I will pass out from anemia..."

After the zombie sucked out the fifth mouthful of blood, it stopped.

Then she lowered her head and sniffed the wound, then turned her head to his face and smelled his breath.

Lin Yiran didn't expect it to suddenly put its face close to his. He was so scared that his eyes widened and he subconsciously held his breath.

When the zombie didn't smell his breath, he frowned slightly, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped him in the face.

"Crack~"

"Ah?" Lin Yiran was startled by the slap. He screamed subconsciously and forgot to hold his breath.

After reacting, he began to tilt his head back and asked in confusion: "Why are you so close? Go away..."

The zombie twitched its nose and then retreated.

Then it raised its hand and put its palm into its mouth and bit it, then it stretched the bitten hand to the wound on Lin Yiran's shoulder and clenched its fist hard.

A drop of thick black blood dripped from its hand onto Lin Yiran's wound.

Lin Yiran: "... You might as well just bite me to death... Is your blood the antidote?"

Lin Yiran was also confused by the zombie’s inexplicable behavior. It was not trying to bite him to death, but to suck his blood.

But why drip its own blood on his wounds?

Is it possible that the virus it carries is different?

And why did it do this? Was it to save him or to kill him?

How come he looks so much like that person when he just looked at it up close?

As for who that person was, it was the person he hated the most when he was in college.

Zhu Yu, nicknamed Marble.

He is in the same department as him, his grades are comparable to his, he is good-looking and has a decent appearance, he is two centimeters taller than me who is 1.8 meters tall, and he has a sunny and cheerful personality.

If he hadn't snatched away the girl he liked, Liu Ya, he would have been willing to be friends with him.

I remember they were still together until graduation.

And they are a campus CP that the whole class supports.

What’s even more infuriating is that I became the villain in their campus romance novel.

It is said that he was jealous of Zhu Yan, could not get the love of Liu Ya, and always targeted Zhu Yan who was with Liu Ya.

He was so angry!

Those things were obviously misunderstandings, and he didn't mean to frame Zhu Yan on purpose!

But the more he explained, the more people accused him of quibbling.

Even the counselor advised him to be more generous. Doesn't that mean he is narrow-minded?

So annoying!

In the end, he couldn't afford to offend them and could only stay away from them.

Anyway, during class, we all stayed far away from each other, and when we met, we just ignored each other.

Just like that, after they graduated peacefully and went their separate ways, not long after, the zombie virus broke out.

After that, everyone was busy hiding from zombies, escaping, and surviving, and we never saw each other again.

After Lin Yiran had his blood sucked by the zombie, he looked at the zombie with a bit of dizziness. Before he passed out, he asked it, "The more I look at you, the more you look like someone... Could it be you? Zhu Yu..."

After hearing the name Zhu Yu, the zombie was stunned, then froze there, looking up at Lin Yiran with a look of surprise and doubt.

At this time, Lin Yiran could no longer hold on and fell into coma again.

The zombie looked at him blankly, with confusion and bewilderment in its gray eyes.

The name that Lin Yiran said awakened a lot of its memories.

It remembered that it had heard people calling this name many times, and different faces called it with different expressions.

Among these people, there is Lin Yiran.

No wonder it felt he looked familiar, it turned out they knew each other before.

It turns out that its name is Zhu Yu, it does have a name.

After being stunned for a long time, the zombie finally came to his senses.

Then it looked at Lin Yiran who had fallen into a coma, and then looked at the wound on his shoulder.

The drop of blood that just dripped has now merged into Lin Yiran's wound.

Lin Yiran didn't know that in that drop of blood, a terrible virus was multiplying and spreading in his body.

Wherever these strains passed, the zombie viruses in Lin Yiran's body, which had been strangled several times by his immune system, were being rapidly devoured.

Then the zombies tore off the pants and gauze wrapped around his legs, revealing the same festering wounds.

However, perhaps the toxicity of the nails is relatively weak, so the wound on the leg is not as serious as the one on the shoulder.

There is no need to remove the rotten flesh here, it is just to squeeze out the thick blood inside.

The zombie turned around and went out, and came back after a while with a dagger in his hand.

It walked to Lin Yiran with a dagger in its hand, and then used the tip of the dagger to make a deep cut on the affected area of ​​Lin Yiran's leg.

Lin Yiran's body instinctively trembled from the pain, but he did not wake up.

The zombie saw him tremble all over, turned his head to look at his face, and when he saw that he was not awake, he put down the knife.

Then he grasped both sides of the wound on his leg with his claws and pressed hard.

Black blood mixed with white pus quickly oozed out and flowed all over his legs.

The zombies didn't try to clean up the blood, they just kept pressing it.

He didn't let go until the blood on his legs turned red.

Then it pressed the wound on its palm to squeeze out the blood, and then pressed its bloody wound on the wound on Lin Yiran's leg.

"Uh... um..."

Lin Yiran twitched in pain, and his facial features wrinkled uncontrollably.

However, even so, he did not wake up.

The zombie pressed the wound on his hand on his leg for more than ten seconds and then withdrew his hand.

Then it turned its head to look at the remaining gauze in the medical box on the table and reached out its paw to take it.

Then he somewhat clumsily wrapped it around the injured part of Lin Yiran's leg. After wrapping his leg, there was not much left.

It was not enough to wrap the shoulder, so it thought about it, folded the remaining gauze into a piece, and then pressed it on the wound on Lin Yiran's shoulder.

After that, Lin Yiran remained in a coma.

From time to time she would twist her head and moan.

Then he continued to have a fever, his face turned red and his whole body was sweating.

My clothes were all soaked with sweat.

The zombie had been guarding this office, sitting on the single armrest sofa next to it. When he heard his movement, he just turned his head to take a look.

Seems to be waiting for something.

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