Speed ​​Skating Survival [Apocalypse]

Seeing a community hospital at this time is enough to scare people. Many Japanese and Korean horror movies like to make hospitals haunted, and the ghosts linger, let alone the shroud shop next to it, with pale signs and large bags Tailor, Xia Bing couldn't help but thump in his heart.

Generally, there are shops like this near every hospital.The hospital is a place used to seeing birth, old age, sickness and death. Xia Bing also bought clothes for her adoptive parents in the shop next to the hospital and prepared them early.

The adoptive parents said that this is called Shoucai, and it has nothing to do with depression. It is still stored at home to accumulate blessings for the elderly, and it is not unlucky at all.So Xia Bing didn't have any fear of these things. His adoptive parents died of illness one after another, and he dressed them up, with only gratitude in his heart.

But that was in the past, it was a normal world, and in the present apocalyptic environment, with zombies wandering around eating people and meeting such a strange person, Xia Bing began to feel that these clothes were creepy.

As if they are really related to death, it is unlucky.

"Bring him down." The tall and thin man patted the car door again, "This is my home, I'm in this business, but I'm not dead."

No one moved in the car, nor did the doors open.

The tall and thin man had no choice but to go to the front of the car and say, "Hurry up, he may not be able to survive. How many times has he caught fire?"

Everyone was in a hurry, wishing to save Chen Zhong quickly, but the more critical the situation was, the less he dared to act rashly, especially after seeing the human nature in the last days, and after meeting so many people who released malicious intentions, no one dared to underestimate anyone.

"The second time." Xia Bing looked at him through the glass and the cracks in the window, "He has obviously lost his fever."

"Fever subsides are temporary. If you haven't got the virus over, you will still have a fever, and it will be more fierce every time." The tall and thin man said, as if he knew the virus well, "This virus is very cunning. When it figured out this person After the natural immunity is not infected, it will coexist honestly for a few days. When it gathers enough strength, it will attack the body of the immune person again."

Liang Chu took a step forward, looked at the wound on the man's neck, and didn't speak.But his injury was indeed very similar to Chen Zhong's, the wound refused to heal.

Qi Xiaobao almost stuck to the glass and asked, "Is there any special medicine? How did you reduce the fever?"

"Of course there are medicines that can reduce his fever." The tall and thin man pointed behind him, "It's stored in the freezer at my house, you can help him in."

This kind of thing could have been done by Xia Bing when the virus first broke out, but it is no longer possible to foolishly bring people in. "You come out with the medicine, we have supplies, I can give you whatever you want! I'll give you whatever you want!"

"Do you have supplies?" The man said with a smile, "I'm also immune, and they won't bite me if I walk around zombies casually. Do you think I'm short of supplies? Supplies are nothing to me."

"Then what do you want!" Xia Bing looked at the words of the shroud shop, and really didn't dare to take anyone down.

There are still two rows of withered wreaths at the door of the shroud shop.

The tall, thin man looked at them with a lifeless face. "I want to live a few more years, can you give it?" After speaking, he turned around, opened the door of the shroud shop with the key, and entered the room.

Xia Bing looked at the door, his ideological struggle was more intense than anyone else's, his eyelids twitched with anxiety. "Coach, how about I..."

"You can't get out of the car to get the medicine." Lang Jian knew what Xia Bing was thinking, "I'll go, I'll go with the gun."

At this time, the tall and thin man who had just returned came out again, holding a rectangular medicine box and a large bottle of transparent liquid in his hand, and slammed the car door again. "You open the door, I'll go up."

After saying this, everyone didn't know how to deal with it. It's not that everyone has no idea, but that one's life is at stake, and the other is an inexplicable person or an immune person. No one can make this decision.Xia Bing was annoyed that he couldn't make this decision. He walked quickly to Chen Zhong's side and measured his body temperature. The moment his fingers touched him, he knew that something was wrong.

His skin was so hot.

Chen Zhong was still awake, but when he saw Xia Bing, he thought he was hallucinating. He stretched out a hand towards the hallucination, wanting to find out if the waves in front of him were real.It wasn't until his hot hand was caught that Chen Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not an illusion, it's Lang Lang who really came over.

By this time, the number on the temperature gun had risen to 40 degrees.Xia Bing squatted beside Chen Zhong, holding him with one hand, and scratching at his hair with the other.The second time the high fever came fiercely, and the fever was so fast that he was not prepared at all, the medicine and alcohol were gone, and the person who was fine just now didn't even talk... Xia Bing moved his hand from his hair to himself He rubbed his face vigorously, and took Chen Zhong's hand to his face, pretending that his hand was touching him. Finally, Xia Bing stood up, and he really couldn't afford to delay.

"Can you give me the medicine? Please, I will give you whatever you want." Xia Bing rushed to the car window, begging.

"I just want to get in the car." But the tall and thin man refused to give me the medicine, "I don't want to be treated as a different kind of alien in the last days of my life."

"Coach!" Xia Bing suddenly turned to the driver's seat, "Open the door, Chen Zhong is 40 degrees again."

Lang Jian was also hesitating. There were a whole load of lives in the car.None of Liang Chu, Ping Hao, Fei Yang, and Xiao Bao could make this decision, and finally Liang Chu picked up the axe: "Fei Yang, you go and get the knife, and the others get their weapons. Even if he has bad intentions, how many of us I can handle him personally!"

"Okay!" Ping Hao nodded, and turned to look at the coach, "Open! Open the door!"

Lang Jian's hand was on the door-opening button, and he didn't press it for a long time. Finally, he checked the road conditions back and forth, making sure that there were no zombies behind him, and then pressed the button.

Then his hand reached for the pistol. This time, Lang Jian installed the gun that he hadn't had time to install last time.

The car door was brushed and opened, and the cold wind from outside poured in instantly. The person in the shroud got into the car, and it was pitch black inside and outside the car, as if this person came with the temperature of the underworld, and this door became Yin and Yang handover channel.

The tall and thin man stepped up the steps in two steps, and just after taking two steps, the car door behind him swiped shut again. "Don't be nervous, I can't beat you, you guys can kill me casually." He looked around the interior of the high-end car, although he couldn't see clearly, he could still see the outline of some furniture , has everything that one expects to find, and it is not cheap at first glance.

"Where are the others?" The tall, thin man asked with a smell of incense wood ash.

"On the sofa." Xia Bing didn't dare to get too close to him, for fear that he might also have zombie blood on his body, and would try to trick everyone, "What medicine do you want to give him?"

The German shepherd tethered to the passenger seat became irritable again. In its sense of smell, the infected were no different from zombies.It wanted to rush forward several times, but was grabbed by Qi Xiaobao, and finally had to lie on the ground with one ear upright, and its chin pressed tightly against the ground, feeling the vibration of the ground.

On the other hand, the ear that didn't stand up had a sense of strength, and it was no longer limp.

"I want to give him an injection." The tall and thin man saw that there was a person lying on the sofa bed, and he walked over, "How long has he been bitten? It shouldn't be long."

Xia Bing followed with small steps: "Not long... What kind of injection did you give him?"

"Captain Xia be careful..." Chi Feiyang followed Xia Bing, "Keep a distance from him."

The tall and thin man heard this sentence, but he didn't seem surprised at all. "Everyone used to keep a distance from our profession, and it's still the same now...you don't have to be afraid of me, I'm still afraid of you. There are everyone in this world, and I'm afraid that you all have weapons hidden in your hands waiting to kill me Well. I have been bitten for a long time, as soon as this incident happened, I was bitten, and for more than two months now, the needles are antipyretic needles taken from the community hospital."

As he spoke, he squatted down and lifted the arm of the person on the sofa, like a professional doctor. "What's his name? How old is he? The bite is quite serious."

"Chen Zhong." Xia Bing was worried about his injection, "You want to give him an injection? Can I take a look first."

"Don't worry, I won't get the injection. I'll keep these few injections for myself." The tall and thin man saw Chen Zhong's face clearly by the light of the flashlight. He turned out to be a young man, "It's nice to be young." Ah, it’s a pity to die. My name is Luo Qinghui, and three generations of my family have been in this business, doing business after the dead.” He opened the medicine box in his hand again, and there were small sealed bottles inside, none of which had been opened glass bottle.

Seeing that these things were unopened, Xia Bing felt a little relieved, and saw that Luo Qinghui tore open a brand new sealed packaging bag, which contained a syringe.

"Are these antipyretics?" Ping Hao asked from behind, with his weapon behind his back.

"They are all powerful antipyretic injections. They are only prescribed in hospitals where high fever persists. They may not be prescribed for ordinary fever." Luo Qinghui took out the alcohol cotton ball in the small box and wiped Chen Zhong's arm casually, " But if you beat him, you may not be able to survive, it depends on luck."

"Wait!" Xia Bing looked at the shining needle, "Can you... give me an injection first?"

The people in the first speed skating team didn't react.

"Xia Bing, don't be impulsive." Lang Jian stopped him from behind, the kid was afraid that there might be something wrong with Luo Qinghui's needle, and wanted to try it for Chen Zhong.

"For you?" Of course, Luo Qinghui also saw through this kind of thinking, "It's better to give you a shot than to give it to me." As soon as the words fell, the cuff was rolled up, and the forearm was completely exposed, and the needle was stuck in it.

But there is still an indwelling needle on his forearm, I don't know what it is for.

"Don't worry now?" He asked Xia Bing.

Xia Bing rubbed his forehead and nodded, not deliberately misinterpreting human nature, but because too many things happened during this period, he was afraid.

Luo Qinghui didn't ask any more questions, and reconfigured a tube of injection, which stuck into Chen Zhong's arm this time.Chen Zhong lay unresponsive, but frowned slightly when the needle was inserted, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"One injection may not be enough." Luo Qinghui said to himself, continued to take the small medicine bottle, and then used the liquid in the big medicine bottle to prepare a fever-reducing needle, and the syringe was also torn off a new one, as if it was very suitable for subcutaneous injections. familiar.The second needle also went in, but Luo Qinghui still didn't stop, and continued to tear open the package, tear off the metal cap of the small medicine bottle, prepare the antipyretic needle, and then prick Chen Zhong's arm.

In this way, it took 5 needles to stop.

Xia Bing watched those injections pushing into Chen Zhong's skin, and regretted being too careless these days.He should go to the pharmacy. If he finds antipyretics and anti-inflammatory drugs, maybe his second high fever will not be so severe. "Can 5 needles save him?"

He asked Luo Qinghui, but he didn't care about any fear. "You got the medicine from the hospital, do you still have it in the hospital?"

"It may not be able to save. The next step is to look at physical cooling. Only those who have suffered from serious illnesses know that physical cooling is sometimes more effective and more direct than medicine." Luo Qinghui squatted for a long time and did not stand up. He reached out to relieve Chen Chong. "You don't need to wear this anymore, even if the immune person is burned to death, they won't turn into zombies, and they won't be able to bite people."

He wanted to take off the belt, but Chen Zhong tied it too tightly, leaving marks on his skin.But as soon as his hand touched the mouth mask, Chen Zhong, who was in a semi-conscious state, suddenly moved his hand and grabbed his wrist with extreme force.

"Don't pick it for me." Chen Zhong said with the last bit of consciousness, "It's dangerous."

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