reverse rescue

At this time, Gu Zhou was injecting the last tube of normal saline into Doctor Xiaoye's vein in the same small room in another passageway.

On the ground, Doctor Xiaoye's clothes were already drenched with sweat, and his lips began to appear pale and fragile due to lack of water, as if he could turn into a mummified corpse in the next second.

There is too much water loss, and the normal saline prepared in advance is not enough.

Gu Zhou looked at the several bottles of pure water in the room, and was considering whether to find some salt to put in it and then pour it down for Dr. Xiaoye. Suddenly, he was so blessed that he thought of the glass of water that Dr. Xiaoye drank after entering the air-raid shelter.

That's the only difference between Xiaoye and them.

They brought their own water, but Zhan Qingfeng took out the cup.

Since there is no pure water in the air-raid shelter, why do we have to bring out the glass for hospitality?

"water……"

Doctor Xiaoye on the ground began to struggle unconsciously again, muttering about his desire for water, interrupting Gu Zhou's train of thought.

Gu Zhou thought for a while, first filled him with half a bottle of pure water, then went out, and decided to go to his friends to see if he could go to shelter No. [-] immediately. After all, under the current conditions, Doctor Xiaoye might not be able to survive .

There was too much salt loss, and the normal saline had been used up. At the same time, the glucose solution carried could not alleviate the large amount of sugar consumption in Dr. Leaflet's body, and it was likely that he had already started to metabolize his own fat and muscle tissue.

Therefore, it seems impossible for people who are too thin to exercise.

There were some twists and turns in the air-raid shelter, and it took some effort for Gu Zhou to see a few familiar people at the end of another passage.

Cheng Zhi and Cheng Yuan stood on either side of the door of a room, Ge Tu faced the wall opposite the door, and Feng Biao squatted on the ground next to him.The expressions on everyone's faces were very ugly, as if they wanted to rush in and start a fight.

What's going on here?

Gu Zhou walked over with a puzzled face.

Several people outside the door turned their heads one after another, and saw a man wearing white protective clothing and disposable gloves, with a blue medical mask covering most of his face, and huge goggles on his face, pressing down the lower edge of the protective cap and the mask The figure on the upper edge walked over sneakily.

Then he poked his huge head and the upper body where the neck and waist were unknown, and looked at the small glass window on the door.

"What is this for?"

Gu Zhou turned a blind eye to the strange sights around him, and asked suspiciously.

Cheng Zhi on the side pointed inside and said, "The captain has shown his power."

Gu Zhou raised an eyebrow, and motioned for Cheng Zhi to open the door, regardless of whether others could see it, and walked in.

There was a familiar roar in the room instantly.

Gu Zhou backed out expressionlessly.

Maybe it's opened in the wrong way.

"Boat? Why are you sneaking around? Get in if you want, hurry up."

Bai Yue's voice came from inside very loudly, followed by a few messy roars.

Gu Zhou walked in again with a blank expression.

On the chair facing the door, a little zombie boy was firmly tied to the chair, and Zhao Tiantian was standing beside him holding a dagger.And in the corner of the right wall was a small table with some unknown objects on it. At this time, Bai Yue was standing beside the small table, holding a syringe in his hand and casually shaking it.On the opposite side, Luo Changhe stood beside Zhan Qingfeng in a menacing manner, also holding a dagger in his hand.

Is this... a ghost?

Or sell blood, oh no, draw blood to save your son?

After a brief information sharing, Bai Yue and Gu Zhou looked at each other at the same time and lowered their heads, Zhan Qingfeng, who seemed to be unstable at any time as long as Luo Changhe didn't support him, asked in unison: "What else do you want to say? "

Crowd: ...

There is a tacit understanding, there is a tacit understanding.

Gu Zhou glanced at Bai Yue, but saw that the man stared straight at him suddenly, with a trace of strange inquiry in his eyes.

ill.

Gu Zhou looked away without hesitation, and looked at Zhan Qingfeng again, seeing that he had no intention of speaking, so he said to himself: "If you don't refute, you just admit it? Waiting for so long to open the door is not just the last act of conscience. Struggling, I’m afraid I’m still thinking about how to drink the blood of the zombies to our people as quickly as possible, after all, if symptoms appear after staying in the air-raid shelter for a long time, it’s impossible not to suspect you.”

Hearing this, Zhan Qingfeng snorted coldly, glanced at the few people present indifferently, and said, "What do you want to do? Kill me? Are you not a soldier, and you also do this kind of private business? Oh, yes, now This world really doesn’t count on you anymore.”

As soon as the words fell, Luo Changhe clenched his fists tightly and held back his mouth.

But Zhao Tiantian obviously didn't have such good patience. He said angrily: "Keep your mouth clean! We are desperate to save people, even if there is only one ten-thousandth hope, we will fight with our lives, but what about you? You deliberately use zombies Blood to infect Xiao Ye, he is innocent!"

After Zhao Tiantian finished speaking, he gasped heavily.

"Innocent? Which of us is not innocent? My son is not innocent?" Zhan Qingfeng sneered.

Zhao Tiantian still wanted to speak, but Gu Zhou raised his hand to signal him to be calm, then ignored Zhan Qingfeng's mocking eyes, and said, "Why did you give us the bloody cup?" Having said that, he looked aside With the alcohol on the small table and the syringe in Bai Yue's hand, he continued to ask, "Do you think we will kill the infected companions and go by ourselves? Then you can use the corpse to feed your son."

In the end, Gu Zhou still didn't use the title "zombie", but chose the warm term "your son".

Bai Yue looked over in surprise, as if he felt that such an indifferent Gu Zhou with a touch of warmth was rare, but he still only saw a walking Dabai.

"Now that you know, why are you asking so many questions?" Zhan Qingfeng didn't seem to want to appreciate it, and said coldly, "If you don't kill me, then take that person away and leave me here to fend for myself. Anyway, you special forces have antibodies, so why would you care about the lives of ordinary people like us?"

"Shut up! What do you know..." Zhao Tiantian couldn't help roaring again, and was interrupted by Gu Zhou raising his hand again, so he angrily swallowed the unspoken rebuttal, and stood by the wall angrily , I can't wait to stab the little zombie in front of my head to relieve my hatred.

Gu Zhou leaned down slightly, looked into Zhan Qingfeng's eyes, and said in a deep voice, "No, you're wrong. If we really develop an antibody, the first to use it must be the people, the common people."

Zhan Qingfeng avoided his sight and stopped talking, obviously not believing him.

At this time, everyone present felt that there was no need to communicate any more.Some people in this world are like this. In the face of disasters, what they think about is not to go through the difficulties together, but to seek selfishness wholeheartedly. They think that others have privileges that they do not have, and that they are the most abandoned in this world. Poor people, they refuse to believe in the goodwill of others, and always judge those in power with the greatest malice. What they believe in all their lives is not the theory of benevolence and righteousness, but the theory of thick blackism.

In short, I am bad because I think you are bad.

Reading sage books in vain.

Gu Zhou didn't bother to pay attention to him, turned around and said to Bai Yue: "Let's go, it's getting dark, we have to leave the city quickly."

Bai Yue threw the needle back on the table: "Listen, take Xiaoye, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Luo Changhe quickly let go of Zhan Qingfeng, as if he was afraid that if he was too slow, he could not hold back a dagger and cut him on the neck.

The others listened to the chatter at the crack of the door, and went to pack their things one after another, intending to leave the city in the dark.

But how to place Dr. Xiaoye has become the biggest problem.

They didn't dare to put him in the back row alone. After all, if there was a brake or a sharp turn, Dr. Xiaoye, who was struggling in pain, would have to fly out directly, but it was not realistic to keep someone with him, because from the beginning , Dr. Xiaoye began to vomit blood from time to time, the blood was red and black, and no one dared to get close.

Besides, if you spit blood in the car, how will you wash it!

For a while, everyone fell into silence.

Until the end, Bai Yue came out from the air-raid shelter with a bundle of hemp rope, and instructed Gu Zhou to tie Doctor Xiaoye to the roof of the car. At the end, he did not forget to tell Gu Zhou to put Doctor Xiaoye's head on his side so that he would not be caught. The virus was defeated, but he was choked to death by the blood he vomited.

So, everyone led the unconscious Doctor Xiaoye on the road in such an inhumane posture.

The way out of the city was smooth, probably because there were few people and cars on this old road, and most people crowded onto the expressway.

In the middle of the night, Gu Zhou sat on the roof of another car, looked at the motionless Doctor Xiaoye not far away, propped his face and fell into deep thought.

This kind of calm is not good news, on the contrary, Xiao Ye has already shown symptoms of dehydration, and his whole body is so weak that it seems that he is about to stop breathing.

If you don't have a large dose of nutrients, you will surely die.

Not far away, Yincheng was hidden in the darkness. The thick clouds blocked most of the moonlight, and only black shadows could be seen, but the darkness here was not as sinister as people's hearts.

In the car, Bai Yue fiddled with it for a long time, finally took out a blanket from the corner, threw it to Gu Zhou on the roof, and said casually: "Here, put it on the roof, so as not to wake up tomorrow morning with a sore back." .”

"Oh." Gu Zhou took the blanket and really felt that the roof of the car was a little sticky, so he put the blanket under his body.

Feng Biao and Ge Tu, who were watching the whole process not far away, looked at Gu Zhou, who was alive and kicking, and then at Doctor Xiaoye who was as weak as a dog on the roof of the car on the other side, and suddenly felt that the gap between people was so big.

"By the way, have you ever thought about why Zhan Qingfeng fed blood to his zombie son?" Gu Zhou squeezed his face, and looked down at Bai Yue beside the car.

Bai Yue saw this face-pinching movement again, and felt a little weird, as if he was familiar with it but couldn't recall anyone around him who had done it before, so he replied in a daze, "No, what's the matter? Is there a problem? "

It was pitch black all around, and Gu Zhou couldn't see his expression clearly, so he continued: "I took a closer look at that little zombie before I left, he looked a little different from the zombies outside, no matter in terms of hearing, sight or smell. It is not as sensitive as the zombies outside, the roar is relatively weak, the degree of decay is higher, and the struggle after being tied is relatively weak."

Bai Yue came back to his senses slightly, didn't pay much attention, and said casually: "After all, he was only eight years old before his death, so it's normal to be weak."

"No." Gu Zhou shook his head, "We have encountered zombies of all ages along the way, even corpses in the cemetery, have you seen any like this? Or if there is, it is definitely not most."

Bai Yue finally got serious: "Do you think it has something to do with the blood feeding? The zombies outside have bitten so many people and haven't felt weak..."

"So on the contrary, the reason why the zombie boy is weak is probably because he has been tied up and locked up inside since he was infected. He has never bit anyone, let alone drank blood or eaten meat." Gu Zhou put the blanket Lay down on the bed and look towards the night, "So I suspect that zombies need to eat to replenish energy, otherwise they will gradually weaken and die...

"It's just this process, which is very slow and long."

Otherwise, the tide of corpses outside would not have passed in a few months, and it would still look like this.

Bai Yue raised his eyebrows. They had mentioned this a long time ago, but because they hadn't observed this phenomenon, and there was no evidence, so everyone stopped thinking about the rationality of this aspect. After all, the whole disaster came in a weird way. .

But unexpectedly, this is actually true, that is to say, one day in the future, all the dead will return to peace, and the surviving human beings with complete antibodies will eventually return to this land that gave birth to them and will bury them at the same time. soil of.

For a while, both of them fell into a long silence as they got in and out of the car.

After a long time, Bai Yue, who had struggled for a long time, finally said, "Chuan'er, why do I feel familiar with you?"

……

No one answered.

Inexplicably, Bai Yue pulled the car door and propped it up to look at the roof. On the roof, the blanket was crumpled up, and someone was curled up on it, sleeping soundly, and was not affected by Captain Bai's question at all.

very good.Captain Bai gritted his teeth and got into the car to sleep.

On the old national highway, three off-road vehicles were neatly parked by the side of the road. Cheng Zhi and Cheng Yuan sat on the roof of the car and chatted one after another, waiting for their teammates to take over after two hours. A person fell asleep, one of them was wrapped in a blanket and snoring slightly, the other was frowning and pale, with a trace of bright red blood slowly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Replenish their energy tonight, and tomorrow morning, they will use heavy firepower to clear the way, directly across Province Z, and strive to reach No. [-] shelter in the afternoon.

The situation of Dr. Xiaoye has already reached its limit by that time.

The author has something to say:

Bai Yue: I can remember it!

Gu Zhou: Forget it, forget about black history.