Marvel Merchant of Death

Rick was lying on the bed, his clothes open, revealing the bandages wrapped around his chest. n∈n∈,. The bandage has not been changed for a long time and is already very dirty.

"He is wearing the clothes provided by the hospital for inpatients," Jiliang said to the black man. "Where do you think he comes from? At this time... which other hospital can accommodate him? Or should we say that after the disaster breaks out, no one can stay in him?" By the time we met him, he was just wandering around outside wearing bandages and a hospital gown."

"That's certainly fishy," echoed the negro.

"He was seriously injured and the bandage is very old," Ailiang continued, "We should take off the bandage and take a look."

The black man walked to the side of the bed and touched Rick's forehead with his hand.

"He has a fever," the black man said a little panicked. "People bitten by walking zombies will have a fever. When the fever reaches a certain level, they will die, and then after a few hours, they will stand up again and become angry when they see people. bite!"

"You'll know after you take off the bandage." Ailiang said calmly.

So, the black man and Ailiang took off the bandage on Rick's body.The wound was located on Rick's left rib, not far from the heart. It was round in shape and had basically healed.It was obvious that the wound must have been very deep, going straight to the chest.

"It's not a bite," Ailiang thought for a moment and said to the black man, "it looks like a gunshot wound."

"We can't take it lightly." The black man said to Jiliang, "Just in case, we have to continue to tie him up."

Next, the black man brought water and new bandages, cleaned Rick's wounds, disinfected them, and rebandaged them.

It was almost dark, and while the black men were cleaning Rick's wounds, the black children and Ailiang blocked the windows with thick felt cloth, and then lit candles for lighting.

"At night, bright light will attract the walking dead." The black child explained to Ailiang.

Ailiang and the black child returned to the bedroom where Rick was placed. The black man had already bandaged Rick's wounds.Facing the unconscious Rick on the bed, the black child was obviously a little scared. He found a baseball bat and held it in his hand, nervously guarding the bedside.

Just then, Rick opened his eyes.He looked at the ceiling, obviously not recovered yet.Then he turned his eyes to the left. The black child was holding a baseball bat and nervously watching Rick eager to try;Then he winked at Rick and showed a friendly smile.

Rick turned his eyes to the right again.The black man was washing his hands. He looked at Rick and apparently noticed that Rick was awake.

"We changed your bandages," the black man said to Rick as he washed his hands. "It's already extremely dirty."

"How did you get injured?" The black man wiped his hands and asked Rick seriously.

"Hit by a gun." Rick replied weakly.

"Gunshot wound?" the black man asked Rick, "Is it just a gunshot wound?"

"What," Rick asked, "isn't it bad enough just to be shot?"

"Listen to me, friend, do you know the rules? I'll ask you an answer. Don't lie!" The black man looked at Rick and said word by word, "Have you ever been bitten?" "

"Bitten?" Rick asked.

"Yes, I was bitten," the black man explained, "or scratched!"

"No," Rick replied, "just got shot."

The black man slowly stretched his hand to Rick's forehead with a solemn expression. Rick subconsciously avoided it and looked at the black man in confusion.

"Don't move, let me measure it." The black man said, putting his hand on Rick's forehead, and repeatedly felt Rick's body temperature with the palm and back of his hand.

"It feels much lower than before." The black man glanced at Rick.Said to Ailiang.

"If your fever hadn't gone down when I measured you just now," the black man looked at Rick and said, "you would have been beaten to death by now!"

Rick heard this.Look at black people with careful eyes.The black man took out a knife, opened it, and waved it at Rick and Ailiang.

"Take a good look at how sharp this knife is," the black man warned. "If anyone dares to do something stupid, I will cut his throat with it!"

Said.Put the knife to Rick's head.Rick watched as the blade tightened, and the black man swung the knife and cut off the ropes binding Rick's hands.

Rick took his hand off and rubbed his wrist.

"When you can move again," the black man said to Rick, "you can come down and take a walk."

The black man walked to the door, patted his son and said, "Follow me."

"Although I just met him," Ailiang said to Rick with a smile, "he has a good heart."

"You can tell," Rick replied cautiously.

"Don't be nervous," Su He said to Rick, "My name is Jie Liang, you can call me Jie Liang. I feel that for a long time to come, we must all be in the same boat."

"Rick Grimes. Are you from Atlanta?" Rick extended his right hand to Ailiang.

"You're right, Mr. Grimes." Ailiang shook hands with Rick.

"Just call me Rick." Rick smiled friendly.

Ailiang chatted with Rick for a while, and the atmosphere became harmonious.Rick felt a little energetic and wanted to get out of bed and take a walk.He took off his dirty clothes, put on a blanket, and got out of bed leisurely.Ailiang wanted to help Rick, but he refused.Standing up, Rick is of medium height, estimated to be at most 1.8 meters, about ten centimeters shorter than Ailiang.

Ailiang and Rick came outside together, where the black father and son were preparing to eat.

"This is Frey and Cindy's home," Rick said, looking around. "I've been here."

"I've never seen them before," the black man spread his hands. "It was empty when we moved in."

Rick walked to the window and reached out to lift the felt covering blocking the window.

"Don't touch it," the black man quickly stopped Rick, "the light will attract them here!"

Rick looked at the black man with a puzzled expression.

"The number of them is getting bigger and bigger," the black man returned to the table to clean up the stove. "In the afternoon, I really shouldn't have fired! The sound of gunfire attracted them all, and now they are all over the streets!"

Rick left the window and turned to look at the black man. Apparently the black man's words awakened Rick's memory from the day.

"How stupid of me," said the black man, sitting down, "to use a gun!"

"You killed someone today," Rick said seriously.

"Human?" There was a faint mockery on the black man's lips.

"Not human!" the black kid said to Rick.

"You shot him," Rick said angrily, "right on the street, in the doorway, a man."

"It seems you need a pair of glasses," the black man glared at Rick and said, "That's a walking zombie!"

Rick looked confused.

"Sit down, don't fall." The black man said to the weak Rick.

"And you, Ailiang."

Plates have been placed on the table for Rick and Ailiang, and the black man gave Rick and Ailiang a spoonful of porridge each.

"Here, eat!" said the black man.Rick obviously didn't realize anything.

"Thank you very much," Ailiang said sincerely, "I'm also very sorry. It seems that I have caused a lot of trouble to you! Everyone's life was very difficult after the disaster broke out. To be honest, my last meal was last night Food." I have to say that Ailiang is good at lying sometimes.

"Daddy, it's time to pray," the black child said to the black man.

"Yes." The black man held the black child's hand and looked at Rick and Ailiang and said.

Ailiang took the hand that the black child offered and extended his other hand to Rick.Rick looked at Ailiang hesitantly, seeing the black man and the black child, especially the sincere eyes of the black child, and could only stretch out his hand to hold the black man and Ailiang.Four people formed a circle, performing a ritual in the end of the world.

"Heavenly Father, we sincerely thank you for giving us food, and pray that you in heaven will protect us through this crazy time! Amen!"

"Amen!" Ailiang said, looking at the dark world outside. (To be continued.)