Adorable Attack: Zombie Journey in the Last Days

The tent used for serum injection was more bloody than the tent for vaccine injection... Although there were not many people inside, they all had certain injuries.

The entrants like Mo Ze and Chen Simeng who had been disinfected and could not see any trauma, even the sentinel standing at the entrance of the tent showed a slightly puzzled look.However, apart from the change in his eyes, the other parts of his body seemed to be nailed into the ground by steel nails, which could be compared with the flagpole on the roof not far away.

"Please show the infection certificate." The commanding tone did not arouse anyone's dissatisfaction, and Wen Siyuan also handed the checklist to the sentry along the gap in the sentry station.

After looking at the test form with a yellow triangle marked next to their names and data for a while, the sentry strangely took another stack of bound papers, and after facing it for a long time, he asked strangely: "You two Who is Mo Ze and who is Chen Simeng?"

"The tall one is Mo Ze, and the short one is Chen Simeng. What's the problem?" Wen Siyuan asked instead of Mo Ze, and at the same time made an apologetic gesture of mutual understanding to Mo Ze.

This made Moze feel very strange... This gangster who once set up an ambush halfway to help the fat mayor kill himself and Chen Simeng, why does he look like a good young man now?

"Then you are Wen Siyuan, right?" The sentry changed another list posted on the file board, checked it for a while, and saluted: "Please inject serum into injection area No. [-] after entering, thank you for your cooperation. "

Such rigorous proofreading work made Moze feel a little relieved and walked into the tent full of disinfectant and begging voices.

In the tent, a peasant woman was kneeling in front of the military doctor with her child in her arms, crying with red eyes.His child seemed to have been infected for a long time, and the skin at the wound had begun to turn pale.The rest of the body also turned green like unripe grapes.

"I beg you! Help my child! He's... still alive! He can't bite yet! Don't you guys have serum! Help him!"

The military doctor is a young guy. He is obviously confused, looking at the certificate in his hand that proves that the wounded has been infected into the brain, and the crying old woman in front of him. He doesn't know what to do, holding a disposable syringe, and tentatively asks : "Why don't you do this, ma'am, I'll help your child inject, and you put him in the isolation room! This is the only thing I can do!"

"That! Can it be saved?" The aunt seemed to see a glimmer of hope, hugged the military doctor's calf excitedly, and cried with a choked voice: "Thank you! Thank you! Benefactor!!"

"I, auntie, don't be like this, let me give him an injection first! The longer you delay, the more dangerous it will be!" With difficulty, he broke free from the peasant woman's embrace, and the military doctor took out the needle tube that had been in his hand for a long time, and pumped it out. After taking a can of serum, it gently pricked into the child's bruised skin.

Moze looked a little dazed. He thought of the first time he went to the protected area in city C, although the doctors there didn't force him to enter the protected area.But quietly gave himself more supplies and a small note for reminder.

Of course, what the last little note reminded did happen, but those bastards in military uniforms died quite miserable.

Chen Simeng has followed her since then...

"Hey, what are you thinking! Relax! Don't tense your muscles, it will hurt!" Unknowingly walked to the injection area No. [-], Moze looked at the old military doctor who was already looking for blood vessels in his arm, and tried hard to let himself The muscles whose density is different from that of ordinary humans relax, so that the slender needle will not break in his arm.

Another military doctor is helping Chen Simeng inject serum. For those who have been confirmed to be infected, if the test shows that they are not terminally ill.Then these military doctors don't care too much about the partition at all, but whoever can help them in their spare time will take out a few injections to help.It's just that when the medicine is administered, the medicine will be taken from the injection area where they are supposed to go.

After all, the sooner the medicine is injected, the sooner a life can be saved.

After all the medicine stuck into Moser's needle was squeezed into the body, an older military doctor next to him weighed the medicine bottle in his hand, muttered strangely, and skillfully pulled out a piece of it. The alcohol cotton was passed to Chen Simeng.

"Why doesn't the color of this medicine look like the color of serum?" He held up the few drops of the medicine in front of his eyes, and the old military doctor shook the bottle strangely, as if he found something. He took out another serum bottle with an unopened aluminum seal, and strangely matched the two bottles, one empty and one full.

"Uncle Li, you haven't been in the army for too long and you don't know about your presbyopia, do you?" The young military doctor who gave Chen Simeng the injection smiled, and kindly teased the old military doctor, but quickly pulled out the matching needle from his waist. Gun, pointing nervously at Chen Simeng, whose body became stiff in front of him, and shouted loudly into the walkie-talkie on his shoulder: "There are survivors who are suspected of being seriously infected in the temporary medical tent in the north! Please help!"

Mo Ze wanted to explain, but he saw the red light suddenly appearing in Chen Simeng's eyes, but when he was about to speak, he found that his limbs went limp involuntarily.The whole person seemed to have had his spine pulled, and he collapsed on the ground, unable to even raise his head.

The eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Mo Ze tried hard to control his still moving eyes to turn to Wen Siyuan who was standing beside the military doctor.Surprised to see him taking advantage of the time when the two military doctors were nervously calling for rescue and giving first aid, he put away two small glass bottles on the table that seemed to be the same as other medicine bottles.

Although he felt that his mind was gradually slowing down, Mo Ze could still guess that it was because of Wen Siyuan's manipulation of the medicine.He really wanted to remind the two military doctors who were performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him to check the extra medicine bottle that Wen Siyuan was carrying.

But the two military doctors were so focused on resuscitating the two patients who suddenly fell to the ground that they didn't see the message Moze wanted to convey.All they saw was Chen Simeng, whose eyes were closed tightly, and Mo Ze, whose eyes were dimmed and his pupils shrunk.

Wen Siyuan also showed a nervous and fearful expression on the side, but compared to the expression of true feelings on the military doctor's face, his expression can at best be regarded as the acting skills of a second-rate actor.But that's okay, anyway, the two military doctors are already very busy, and the soldiers who rushed over also held up explosion-proof shields and long steel forks, ready to protect the two military doctors closest to the patients at any time.

No one paid attention to Wen Siyuan who was standing beside him.

Relying on Wang Jie's network and Wen Siyuan's own insider line, although it is not easy to replace the medicine injected by the two military doctors with the morphine he bought that time, this set of procedures is also for Wen Siyuan. It touches familiarity with the road.

Especially now in the turbulent time, Wang Jie has relied on Wen Siyuan to deal with many competitors who were slow to come to the reserve in just one and a half days.

Injecting a large amount of morphine to make him unconscious is only the first step, the second step...

"Moze! Moze! Get up!" The crisp voice that once belonged to him made Moze open his eyes sleepily, looking at the little boy sitting on his lap in a daze, rubbing his eyes strangely: "What are you doing? Why are you here?"

"You haven't found out what's going on, have you?" Yuan helplessly bumped Moze hard, and couldn't bear Moze's sleepy and confused look, and shouted loudly: "You've been stunned The military doctor injected you with morphine, not serum!"

"What?" Eyes widened instantly, Moze turned over and jumped off the bed in the consciousness space, and asked nervously, "Then what's going on now, and why can't I feel my body?"

Facing Moze's restlessness and uneasiness, Yuan was like an awkward child, sitting cross-legged on the side of the bed with a wrinkled face, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "Think about the effect of morphine yourself!

"Things that can be used as an anesthetic...I'll go!"

Reluctantly patting his forehead, Moze recalled the five-centimeter-high vial that the military doctor gave him for injection. If it contained pure morphine, it would have put an ordinary person directly into a serious near-death state.

Even if the rescue can be saved in time, it will lead to dependence and addiction to morphine.

"Should I be thankful that I have a strong ability to detoxify?" He shook his head with a smirk. Since he will be chatting with Yuan here, it means that other nervous tissues other than the subconscious mind should have entered a dormant state.Coupled with the fact that he was in a coma due to the anesthesia effect of morphine, it shouldn't be too long before he wakes up.

"Yeah, but you'd better find a time to detoxify or bleed." Yuan pinched Moze's stomach, pointed at Moze who was a little unclear, and shouted loudly: "You fool! Think about how long you haven't used your simulation skills or gone to the bathroom, have you sweated! The toxins have accumulated in your liver and kidneys!"

Moze was still thinking about the connection between the two and the detoxification method that Alex once said. When he nodded with some understanding, Yuan turned back and leaned against Moze's chest like a child in trouble, He turned his head and murmured: "Next time you will bleed a lot when you are injured, don't worry, that was done by me and the little octopus."

"It's not a simulation?"

"Isn't it just to change the route of the circulatory system! No need for viruses!"

It is difficult to feel the passage of time in the conscious space, just like dreaming.Sometimes a night's dreams can span hundreds of years without causing any discomfort after waking up.

This is also the reason why Moze can play "You take one, I will take one" with Yuan in the conscious space... All that needs to be said is over, the body's detoxification system is already heavily loaded, so there is no need to think about removing the morphine-induced pain. impacted.The next thing to do is to wait for the perpetrator to inject the antidote into Moze's body.

By the way, through the small needle port, part of the blood vessels around the festering hole were used to discharge the toxins accumulated in the body.

Maybe it can poison the person who got the needle!