The Son of the Cthulhu must be saved [Quick Transmigration]

--help me!

Before the brain makes a decision, the body responds.

"open!"

Ruan Mobei stared at the tall and strong man, stepped back briefly, and then flew forward, hugging He Songming!

The sudden burst of momentum caused Wilson, who was dragging the boy away, to stagger, his forehead hit the door frame with a "bang", and he became dizzy for a moment.

He cursed, and couldn't figure out why the kid suddenly became so powerful.

The arm that imprisoned He Songming lost some strength due to the pain. Ruan Mobei took the opportunity to hold He Songming and dragged him outward. Wilson held on for less than three seconds and had no choice but to let go.

The moment he let go, Ruan Mobei lost his strength, fell to the ground with He Songming in his arms, and even rolled around.

He Songming's head hit Ruan Mobei's palm just before it hit the floor.

He Songming didn't even notice this. He got up in a hurry, grabbed Ruan Mobei's wrist, walked shortly past Wilson, and ran out.

"Fuck, don't run!"

Wilson yelled, and the moment He Songming rushed past, the companions walking in front didn't even react. He didn't expect a malnourished child to be able to break free from Wilson's grasp.Just this moment, He Songming ran five or six meters away.

Holding Ruan Mobei's hand, he ran wildly all the way, rushed out of the stronghold amidst shouts of curses behind him, and stepped into the snow.

The road in front of the bunker was cleaned very cleanly. He Songming ran on places that were not on the road. When he stepped down, the snow covered his calves. He waved his hands to ensure his balance, and walked towards a place where the snow was deeper.

Even so, the young man still held onto Ruan Mobei's wrist tightly. Ruan Mobei wanted to remind him that he didn't need to hold it specially. The distance between the two would ensure that he was always by his side. Before he could speak, He Songming He panted and said, "Yes, is there anyone!"

Ruan Mobei looked back, and the two men had already chased them out. Their size advantage allowed them to travel much faster in the snow, and they would catch up in half a minute at most.

"Just behind!"

He Songming gritted his teeth and walked, but the slower and slower speed told Ruan Mobei that he was exhausted. The young man was not in good health and was injured. He hadn't had time to digest the food he just ate. It was already the limit to run so far. up.

Ruan Mobei looked back again. Wilson was so fast that he could catch He Songming just a few steps later.

He immediately bent over to grab a handful of snow and threw it on Wilson's face. The sudden attack made the man stop and bought He Songming precious time.

The companion witnessed a handful of snow rising from the ground for no reason and hitting Wilson in the face.

"Damn it, hell!"

Another handful of snow fell on Wilson's face, he cursed angrily and raised his hand to block it. Without caring to see what was going on, he rushed forward and threw He Songming, who was struggling forward, into the snow.

This time, He Songming's struggle was so weak that it could be ignored, and Wilson was also panting from exhaustion. He restrained He Songming, wiped the snow from his face, suppressed his anger, and wanted to find out what happened to those two handfuls of snow. His companion greeted, "Let's go, don't dawdle! Kolov can't afford to delay!"

In this situation, even if Ruan Mobei helped He Songming break free like before, he would not be able to run anymore. He followed closely beside him, and the exhausted He Songming was caught under the armpit by Wilson, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and remained motionless. , like a small animal that was unfortunately shot, and was taken away whole by the hunter.

Ruan Mobei could only hold his hanging hand, it was cold, maybe because of a cracked chilblain, that hand twitched slightly.

Then the four frozen fingers curled up stiffly, and the fingertips stuck to the back of Ruan Mobei's hand, as if he wanted to hold it backwards, but soon realized something, and let go again.

The two men led He Songming towards the main road, walking very eagerly. The snow stopped at some point, and the sun was nowhere to be seen in the gray sky.

Ruan Mobei didn't know where Wilson was going to catch He Songming, but from the panic hiding in the hut at the beginning to the desperate escape just now, he told Ruan Mobei that what happened next was definitely not a good thing.

Another stronghold was soon in sight, and Ruan Mobei realized that its scale was far larger than imagined when he got close. It was almost a steel fortress, with cold metal structures nailed into the frozen ground, The complex structure of the building also shows that it is not just a simple residential area.

Two young men were waiting at the gate of the stronghold. When they saw Wilson bringing He Songming over, they quickly turned sideways and rushed ahead to lead them the way.

As soon as he entered the gate, Ruan Mobei immediately felt a completely different warmth from the outside. He looked around, and compared with the stronghold where He Songming lived, the infrastructure here was more complete, and the ventilation system continuously delivered warm air. Keep the temperature in the range suitable for human activities.

If He Songming lived here, the chilblains on his hands would not be so serious.

Ruan Mobei followed Wilson and the others, turned left and right, and entered the elevator when he was completely lost.The door slid shut, Wilson wiped the sweat from his brow, and put He Songming down who had nowhere to escape.

With his feet on the ground again, He Songming swayed unsteadily, and was immediately supported by Ruan Mobei.

"Are you okay?" Ruan Mobei asked in a low voice.

He Songming didn't answer, he looked straight ahead with a pale face, his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, trembling slightly.

"Listen." Wilson leaned down, stared into He Songming's eyes, and said word by word to the 13-year-old boy who had just entered his chest, "I know you don't want to, but the doctor said that Kolov will die, and you are the only one." Those who can save him, this is what we owe you, no matter what kind of request you have, we will try our best to meet it."

The elevator descended steadily and stopped at the ninth floor underground.

He Songming stared at Wilson for a few seconds, and said hoarsely, "You say that every time. Every time."

The elevator door opened slowly with a "ding".

In addition to the noisy sound, there was also a strong smell of blood.Ruan Mobei frowned, and he put a little more strength on He Songming's shoulder, trying to calm down the trembling boy.

The nurse ran out of the operating room in a panic. The plastic gloves were covered with blood. When she saw He Songming standing there, she froze for a moment, and immediately showed a surprised expression, and shouted, "Ming!"

The person she called couldn't empathize with him at all. He Songming stood still for a while, and the people guarding the elevator behind him cut off all his escape routes. operating room.

Fortunately, Ruan Mobei was with him.

A man was lying on his side on the bed in the operating room. A steel pipe pierced through his back and pierced through his chest. Blood flowed out from his chest——Koloff accidentally fell while repairing the filter tower and hit him on the ground. On the unfinished steel frame below.

Doctors and nurses surrounded the comatose Kolov, helpless. With the medical level before the disaster, highly skilled medical staff could take out the steel pipe and rescue him as much as possible, but now, how can it be done smoothly? Woolen cloth?

There is only one professional doctor in the entire stronghold.

The moment He Songming came in, Ruan Mobei obviously felt that the dignified atmosphere in the operating room had eased a lot. The eyes that looked at He Songming showed joy and gratitude, as if everyone was sure that as long as He Songming came over , it will definitely be able to revive this dying person who is about to lose his own breathing.

"Xiao Ming is here." Only a pair of eyes were exposed outside the mask of the doctor in the surgical gown. Unlike others, he showed more guilt when facing He Songming.

"The steel pipe pierced the lung lobe and caused pleural effusion. He didn't hurt the heart, but if he didn't rescue him as soon as possible, he wouldn't survive for half an hour."

The doctor paused and said, "We plan to take out the steel pipe first, but since the steel pipe is blocking the wound to some extent, once it is taken out, it will immediately cause massive bleeding, which may directly lead to death. We need to make sure he doesn't die on this step before we can proceed to the next step."

The man on the operating table was pale, and half of his body was stained red with blood.

In this situation... how to save him?

Ruan Mobei looked at He Songming, the young man was staring at the blood on the steel pipe, his breath was short of breath.

Ruan Mobei......

The terrifying conjecture became clearer in Ruan Mobei's mind, and He Songming's fear, avoidance, escape, and disgust all had unbelievable explanations.

Time passed by, He Songming didn't do anything, the nurses didn't dare to urge him no matter how anxious they were, Kolov's breathing became weaker and weaker, and the curve of the life monitor next to him kept dropping.

The doctor said again, "Koloff is the best engineer here, he... is a worthy person."

"What does it matter to me?" He Songming finally spoke. He took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the trembling of his voice, "If you think it's worth it, then save him yourself?"

That kind of profound sadness once again appeared on the doctor's face. Facing the questioning, his answer was only a weak "I can't help it."

Beep-beep beep!

The moment the blood pressure dropped below the warning line, the life monitor issued a shrill alarm.The nurse finally couldn't help but took a step forward, "He's really going to die! Don't you want to watch him die in front of you, you are obviously capable of saving him!"

"Who stipulated that I must save him!" Ruan Mobei was startled by the roar, and He Songming glared at the nurse, and shouted almost hysterically, "Anyone who wants this ability can take it! Why should we let it go?" I'm coming! Has anyone asked my opinion!"

The young man was so excited that Ruan Mobei even felt that he would rush up to beat someone in the next second. He grabbed He Songming's arm and was thrown away angrily.

"Xiao Ming!" The doctor yelled, he took a deep breath, walked up to He Songming, and whispered in front of everyone, "Please."

These two words seemed to have a special magical power, and He Songming fell silent for a while.Another nurse with a syringe took the opportunity to approach and said softly, "After the anesthesia is administered, there will be no pain, and I will bandage you properly afterwards."

"..." He Songming glanced at her, the lidocaine in the syringe would paralyze his nerves, block the pain, and let him ignore the shame and pain all this brought.

Do not!no way!

One second before the needle stuck into his arm, He Songming suddenly strode forward, grabbed the scalpel on the tray, and amidst the screams of the nurse and the alarm of the life monitor, he raised the knife and dropped it from his forearm. Cut off a piece of meat!

His movements were so neat that even Ruan Mobei, who was closest to him, didn't have time to stop him.

"Xiao Ming!"

bang-

Blood gushed out, and the scalpel fell to the ground. He Songming tightly held the bleeding arm with his other hand. The severe pain made him almost suffocate, and also made him sober as never before.

The young man's face was contorted in severe pain, he took a quick gasp and gritted his teeth, "... are you satisfied?"

The nurse who was holding bandages and needles and thread to bandage him stopped and looked at the doctor helplessly.

The doctor didn't care about other things, grabbed the rubber tube and quickly tied He Songming's upper extremity to stop the bleeding. He originally wanted to use the least traumatic means to remove a little flesh, enough to keep Kolov's vital signs.

He Songming's resistance was so fierce that it was completely beyond his expectations. Conscience and guilt tormented him repeatedly, making it difficult to breathe.

The doctor squatted down, and hugged the boy who was teetering due to pain and weakness.

"sorry."

Those on the operating table could no longer stand the delay.

"Prepare to pull out the steel pipe."

Returning to the operating table, the doctor stuffed the piece of meat that still had He Songming's body temperature into Kolov's mouth, and raised his jaw slightly to help him swallow it.

"one two Three!"

With the sound of friction, the doctor and several nurses worked together to slowly pull out the steel pipe that penetrated Kolov's chest!

But not much blood spewed out from that horrible hole, the bloody steel pipe was thrown aside, the doctor adjusted the angle of the shadowless lamp, and said quickly, "Ready to open the chest."

At this time, Ruan Mobei smelled a stench, a stench he had smelled on other people, pervading the operating room.

He couldn't find the source of the smell, and the others didn't seem to be able to smell it at all.

Ruan Mobei frowned, he supported He Songming, and pressed He Songming's elbow with one hand to stop the bleeding as much as possible.The young man leaned against him weakly, without any strength, but in the eyes of others, he was still stubbornly standing in place.

In just a short time, the blood miraculously stopped.Taking advantage of the boy's inability to resist, the nurse injected anesthetic near the wound and quickly bandaged the wound.

"...Go back." He Songming didn't look at her, he stared at a point in the void, his voice was so weak that only Ruan Mobei could hear it.

Ruan Mobei glanced at the operating table. Under the shadowless lamp, the doctor was repairing the damaged lung lobes of the injured as much as possible. The bloody fluid was continuously sucked out, and the curves and values ​​on the life detector gradually returned to normal.

After eating He Songming's meat, the dying man came back to life.

Then when he first met He Songming, the wound on the boy's leg was also caused by...

Ruan Mobei didn't dare to think anymore, he took a deep breath, supported He Songming's thin body, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Regardless of the nurse's obstruction, He Songming returned to another stronghold. He Songming once again developed a high fever. He lay on the bed, delirious with fever.

Ruan Mobei was helpless, he couldn't do without He Songming, and couldn't find medicine, so he could only fetch warm water while his grandmother was away, and kept wiping He Songming's body with a towel to cool down.

After taking off the blood-stained clothes, all the deep and shallow traces on the young man's thin body were reflected in Ruan Mobei's eyes. The color of the new muscles will always be more tender, and every place that is inconsistent with the skin color of the surroundings represents a wound. .

Represents a forced sacrifice.

The doctor came over immediately after the operation, fed antipyretics to He Songming who was in a coma, and gave him a dose of nutritional injections, and the woman who gave He Songming the medicine before was also there, it seemed to be the doctor's wife.

Finding that He Songming's body had been carefully swabbed, and the only boy who could give him the answer was groggy, the doctor had no choice but to put his doubts aside.

Ruan Mobei watched all this from the sidelines. Judging from the behavior of the doctor and his wife, they really cared about He Songming, not purely out of guilt.In the operating room, it was because of the doctor's plea that He Songming finally cut off a piece of flesh from his body without much resistance.

Made the quilt for He Songming, fed him enough water, and the doctor and his wife left clean clothes before they left.

A few minutes later, Wilson came over quietly and put down a thermos.Looking at the boy on the bed, he silently rubbed his hands and left.

The room became quiet again, except for the sound of He Songming's sleeping breathing. Ruan Mobei lay down beside him with his clothes on, waiting for him to wake up.

It was not until midnight that He Songming woke up for the first time.

The boy let out a painful groan from his nasal cavity, his brows were furrowed and he wanted to turn over.

Ruan Mobei's heart was still hanging, and he woke up almost immediately. He grabbed He Songming's injured arm to keep it from moving, and asked softly, "How do you feel?"

"Hungry..." The effect of lidocaine had long since passed, and it was hard to tell whether the pain was more severe in the arm or in the stomach. He Songming struggled, his head was dizzy.

Ruan Mobei took the thermos bucket on the table, "The elder sister and the doctor who saw you before came here, and the man who took you also came, so I kept this."

He opened the lid of the thermos, and the aroma of the broth came to his face, with steam.

"vomit--!"

The moment he smelled the meat, He Songming's complexion changed suddenly, he pushed the thermos away, lay down beside the bed, clutched his throat and retched.

He vomited so violently that it seemed that the smell of meat was some deadly poison.Ruan Mobei was taken aback, quickly closed the lid, and picked up He Songming, who was so vomited that he almost fell off the bed.

He Songming didn't have much in his stomach, he just vomited a few mouthfuls of sour water, which dripped to the ground.

Ruan Mobei patted him on the back lightly, and he could understand the reason why the young man reacted so strongly—the cooked meat reminded He Songming that he was once someone else's food.

The vomiting finally stopped, the throat was almost convulsed, He Songming swallowed hard, he held Ruan Mobei's hand tightly, and looked at the warm ghost in front of him.

"Help me." The boy's voice was hoarse, his pale face was hidden in the darkness, and in those tired eyes, there was a desperate determination

"I'm getting out of here."