Baiyueguang professional account

He Xu is not a utilitarian, he is just an ordinary doctor who has not lost his humanity.

Thinking that An Mo said this because he didn't want to cause trouble for them, He Xu shook his head and said softly: "Don't worry about causing trouble. Now that you are here, you are just like everyone else. We will go out to search for supplies regularly. It’s just part of the job.”

Although Dr. He is talkative, An Mo can't acquiesce that other people are also talkative.

"It's up to me and my companions to look for items related to the needs of women and babies." An Mo stepped forward, looking sincerely and said, "I originally asked everyone for something, so it's not because I don't want to add trouble, but because I don't want to worry about it." Make it difficult for yourself."

Doctor He paused for a long time, then he nodded, "Okay, next time when our search team goes out, I will give you a list of the needs of mothers and babies. You and your companions should do their best to search, and don't take any risks. .”

The soundproof room that Yue Jie tidied up was vacated. An Mo sent her in, looked around, and found that it was not big, about the size of a small bedroom, and the surrounding area was transparent. I don't know what it was used for at first, but now The curtains have been closed, so the privacy is still very strong.

After the slightly shielded door was closed, the soundproof room was completely in a closed mode.

An Mo walked around this small place, even checked inside and outside the curtains, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong, he raised his eyes and bumped into Miss Yue's eyes full of guilt.

"What's wrong?" An Mo was stunned for a moment, unable to react to her sudden sadness.

"I'm causing trouble for you." Sister Yue pursed her lips, struggled for a while, and finally said what was in her heart, "I didn't expect them to accept me so soon. After all, I'm already very pregnant. It can be produced anywhere. This time I just came here with the mentality of trying, and I have never considered the following things.”

Hearing this, An Mo raised his eyebrows clearly.

I felt guilty for An Mo and Xin Lang because I didn't expect to be left behind so readily, and all the supplies needed for childbirth and postpartum fell on An Mo and Xin Lang.

Sister Yue sneered self-deprecatingly: "It's not that I want to prostitute them for nothing, but I just thought that after handing in the supplies, I will keep some for myself. I don't need their help. When I give birth, I can give birth by myself. No one else."

"What are you talking about?" An Mo interrupted her softly, his usually gentle voice was rarely serious, "You should care about giving birth to the baby safely, and don't worry about anything else."

Sister Yue frowned slightly, and said, "But you don't have to take care of me like this at all."

"Just think that I want to help the Shi family leave a ray of blood." The appearance of Shi Zhengyao's death emerged in his mind. His heartbeat stopped under his own hands, and his breathing stopped abruptly. That scene has always echoed in his memory. go.

He slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the firm light was deeply rooted.

He Xu is a nice person. At least during the past few days of getting along, An Mo feels that he is a kind-hearted and responsible person.

Including the three of them, there are a total of 51 survivors on the third basement floor of Area B.There are several leaders here, and He Xu is one of them. Everyone calls him Dr. He, and over time, An Mo also calls him that.

It's just that every time he called 'Doctor He', An Mo would have a sense of familiarity, as if it was buried deep in his memory and not easy to reveal.

Except for the three of An Mo and the others, among the other survivors, very few were survivors from the original safe zone, and the rest were survivors brought over by Dr. He from Binshui County a few months ago.

An Mo was a little surprised to find that among this group of people, there was no man in the helmet who had chatted a few words in Binshui County.

"He." Mentioning the man in the helmet, the white coat who first responded to them sighed, "In order to protect the child, he was infected."

An Mo's eyes froze, and he swallowed the words that came to his lips, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Dr. He said that after they survived the winter in the shopping malls in Binshui County, they originally wanted to go to the newly established survivor base in District C.However, his teacher contacted him halfway, saying that there is a safe area here, which is closer than Area C. Because there are old people and children in the team, it is impossible to travel long distances, so Dr. He decided to come here.

As soon as they arrived, they found that there was an accident in the safe area here. They lost many survivors and temporarily hid in the third underground floor.

"We will go out to search for supplies every once in a while. In order to minimize the death rate, we have divided into several teams. Of course, if someone is willing to take the initiative to go out to search for supplies, it is also possible."

Dr. He explained to An Mo, but his eyes frequently fell on Xin Lang who was behind An Mo.

Since Xin Lang entered here, he has basically not said a word. Like a loyal and docile dog, he has been following the "master" side and will not respond to the instructions of others.

An Mo glanced at Xin Lang, ignored his burning gaze, took his hand comfortingly, and then said to Dr. He: "My wife once lost his memory, and now he doesn't want to talk to anyone."

Seemingly surprised by the identities of the two people, or surprised by An Mo's calmness, Dr. He was stunned for a long time, until An Mo called him again, he came back to his senses, and looked away in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I lost my temper." He cleared his throat and said, "They mentioned to me before that he has been protecting you and he is very difficult to get along with. So it's because of this."

"Well, when I first met him, he didn't remember anything, and he was so hungry that he knocked on the door for food, but at that time, the zombie virus just broke out, and no one dared to open the door..."

"So you opened the door?"

"Correct."

Dr. He laughed: "It's a very romantic meeting."

"Really?" An Mo turned his head with a smile, and met Xin Lang's eyes that were as hot as a soldering iron, "It's okay, but I'm very glad that he is willing to stay with me all the time."

Xin Lang was silent, but squeezed An Mo's hand even harder, sweating profusely.

Looking away, An Mo continued to inquire about the matter with Dr. He.

He was more curious, since he had already discovered the fall of the safe zone when he came here, why did he stubbornly enter the third basement floor.

Dr. He's explanation is that his teacher left him a task here.

"It's weird to say that, but it's important to me, and it's important to everyone else, that I have to complete the 'homework' left by the teacher."

Xu was afraid that An Mo would not understand that there is a 'homework' that is more important than survival, so he didn't explain too much, but just emphasized the importance of this 'homework'.

As smart as An Mo, he quickly thought of something.

What 'homework' can a doctor's teacher leave for him in the research institute in city B?

It can only be 'homework' that is beneficial to human beings and cannot be completed due to accidents.

"Is it related to... drugs to suppress the virus?"

Dr. He, who was walking on the side, half a shoulder behind him, suddenly stopped and looked at him in surprise: "You know?"

It seems that I guessed it right.

An Mo shook his head subconsciously: "I don't know, I just guessed based on your work and the current situation."

"You're really smart." Dr. He shook his head and chuckled, "My teacher left me a half-finished zombie virus serum, but..."

Now it was An Mo's turn to be surprised: "Half done already?"

"Yes." But then, Dr. He expressed his concerns after the 'but'.

It turned out that Dr. He's teacher had just started to develop serums, so he contacted him and asked him to come and help as soon as possible. Although the teacher is already a relatively authoritative professor in the research institute, the old man is old after all, and he has more than enough energy for some things. Insufficient, I can't be happy after contacting my favorite student.

However, before Dr. He came over, this safe zone fell, and the old man was unfortunately infected. At the last moment, he wrote a long paragraph for Dr. He. In the end, he didn't know whether he committed suicide or was on it. Several floors, like those zombies, waiting for a carnival scene of intercepting and killing humans.

The first thing Dr. He did after arriving here was to look for his teacher, but of course he couldn't find it. After the grief, he took over the serum test that the teacher had not completed, and he is still working hard to develop it.

While he was talking, An Mo narrowed his eyes and finally realized where the deep-rooted sense of familiarity came from.

In the original book, the earliest zombie serum was developed by a professor surnamed He, but at that time he lacked the blood of the most important zombie king, so the developed serum could only delay the spread of the virus, but not eradicate it.However, since this is the only way humans can resist the zombie virus in the early and middle stages of the last days, this professor surnamed He is still remembered by mankind as a savior in the late last days.

Because there are too few descriptions of Professor He, and the protagonist Gong in the original book has no plot involvement with the professor, so An Mo only felt familiar when he heard the surname He, but did not think deeply.

Now he suddenly realized that the Dr. He in front of him might be the Professor He who will be remembered by the people in the future.

"It's not close." Dr. He said anxiously: "But the threat from the outside world has always existed. I dare not leave now, not because of the zombies on the upper floors, but because everything here is useful. .”

To put it simply, people can walk, but things cannot be moved at all.

Moreover, this place itself is a research institute, and the experimental equipment is the best. There is no place more suitable for experiments than this place.

After pondering for a moment, An Mo took out the notebook he recorded during the experiment from Xin Lang's backpack, and handed it to Dr. He without reservation.

"Maybe it will help you." He said, "I'm just a layman, but I have figured out a little bit of the way. If you find it useful, you can try it."

His experiment has fallen into a bottleneck period. If it can be integrated with other professional experimental methods, there may be new discoveries.

Sure enough, Dr. He turned a few pages of his notebook, his eyes widened, and the light of surprise shot out like fireworks in the night sky.

"Is this all an experiment you did yourself?"

"Yeah." It's just a golden finger given by the plot of the original book.

The next second, Dr. He excitedly held his hand.

"May I invite you to participate in my experiment?"

The author has something to say: the next chapter will follow the plot!