Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

Before Dahe left, he told Song Yichi their route to the safe zone of City K, and said that there were several small villages in Xiaozhuangzi nearby, with a total of 300 people. They agreed to clean up some zombies every day, so don't worry too much about the situation for the time being. But it's better to take all the things in the car to the house, so as not to be stolen by the smashed glass at night, after all, it is not the same as before.

Song Yichi nodded, took the two boxes of water and the three backpacks into the house, opened the courtyard door from the inside, and he didn't intend to leave until his mother recovered from her illness.

It's a pity that sometimes he can't live in peace if he wants to.

In the middle of the night, the door of the small courtyard was slapped, and someone shouted at the same time: "The people in Dahe House come out quickly, if you don't come out, I will smash the door!"

Just after helping Song's mother change the cooling stickers, Song Yichi hadn't lay down for a long time, so he ignored it, but the noise outside became louder and louder.

Song Yichi was worried that the door was really broken, so he put on his coat and got up to open the door, he wanted to see what those people wanted to do.

There were three people outside, with flashlights on, all of them were young people, they made three turns at that stop, and they looked like they were doing nothing.Seeing Song Yichi open the door and come out, the person standing in the middle raised his flashlight to take a photo: "You are the newcomer to Dahe's family? My brothers are planning to go to the safe zone. You have a nice car. Let us borrow it to drive."

"roll!"

"Hey, you dare to talk to big brother like that." The tall guy on the left rubbed his hands and took a step forward, as if Song Yichi would fight if he disagreed. wine?"

Song Yichi looked at the three of them coldly, and stretched out his hand to touch the back of the knife. Just as he touched the handle of the knife, the door of the neighbor's courtyard on the right slammed, and an uncle walked out with the latch, and shouted angrily, "Little Sanzi, I I warn you not to look for trouble, get out!"

Standing in the middle, the bastard who was called the third son by the uncle spat and cursed: "Why are you the old man? It's not your turn to care about the third master's affairs. If you are sensible, go away."

The light in the room on the left flickered, it should be a flashlight, and a middle-aged woman wearing a red hat came out with a young man during the day, and the young man was also quite rude: "This is Xiaozhuang, not a place where your village can play wild if they want. "

"What's the matter? Bullying the few because of the number of people, right?" The tall gangster took a step back, but his mouth was relentless.

Seeing that there were more people, the third son took out a small bunch of firecrackers from his bosom, showed them with a flashlight, and threatened through gritted teeth: "Come on, I'll tell you, the third master of this car is about to be ordered. If you don’t agree, I’ll set this thing on fire and throw it on the ground, and none of you will run away!”

"Oh, that's not okay! Then who are you..." The woman in the red hat waved her hand, she just wanted Song Yichi to give the car keys to make things easier, but then she remembered that Dahe's daughter-in-law said during the day that this person killed dozens of zombies to save people, so she hurriedly covered her face She shut up and swallowed the second half of the sentence, she can't afford to provoke such a person.

"Bastard!" The uncle was not afraid of things, he was so angry that he threw a stick at him, and was dodged by the yellow hair, and started to shout: "Boss, hurry up."

The third son ignored him, and just stared at Song Yichi fiercely.

Song Yichi didn't want to entangle anymore, the owner's information was him, and no one else could open it without the key.He took out the car keys from his pocket and threw them to the other side. Although the car is important, the more important thing now is to keep this place safe.

Seeing that he made a concession, the tall man immediately took advantage of it, and wanted more benefits: "Don't let him go, there were three packs of food in the car, and they were all in his room, take them out quickly, or we will light firecrackers!"

Song Yichi's eyes turned cold, his patience was exhausted, he pulled out the knife with his backhand, pointed at the three of them tit for tat, and said with a sneer, "You click."

The blood-stained tip of the knife was facing those people brightly, coupled with Song Yichi's ferocious aura gradually accumulated from fighting zombies, the three bastards who were used to bullying were frightened, and Huang Mao was even more frightened. Ass sits on the ground.

"Get lost." Song Yichi didn't even give them a look.

"Let's go." Little Sanzi squeezed out a few words viciously through his teeth, and Huang Mao crawled into the car and drove away.

The uncle put the stick on the ground, and said bitterly: "This group of people, instead of killing zombies, steal chickens and dogs all day long, maybe they will come again."

"Thank you just now." Song Yichi said to the neighbors on the left and right.

The young man waved his hand and took his mother back, but the uncle stared at Song Yichi for a while, then slapped his forehead, "Hey, aren't you the one who is in charge of shopping in the restaurant?"

Song Yichi remembered that uncle was the egg stall owner he had seen at the farmer's market before, and he even borrowed a small truck from him to use as a mobile warehouse.

"Uncle, why did you come to City K?"

"Hey, it's not all caused by the virus. My mother-in-law was not rescued, and there are no relatives there, so I had to hide in the countryside where there is no one in my hometown." The uncle was still a little choked up when he mentioned the sad thing, he rubbed his eyes, "It's getting late have a rest."

Song Yichi bid farewell to his uncle and went back to sleep. He was very nervous for two consecutive days, and suddenly he was in a quiet place, and he slept deeply.

After waking up in the morning and washing his face with icy cold water, Song Yichi felt refreshed, and took out the solar stove from the space to make hot water, poured it into the washbasin and adjusted the water temperature, and was going to help Song's mother scrub and change. clothing.

Unexpectedly, when he lifted up Song Mu's left sleeve and looked, his eyes were about to burst, there were faint cloud-like and strip-like traces, corpse spots, on Song Mu's left arm.

He immediately looked elsewhere, both arms and legs and backs.

He has practiced medicine for 20 years in two lifetimes. Even though his color is still light, Song Yichi will not admit his mistake. He covered his face in despair, his eyes hurting.

It turned out that the countdown to the death sentence had been hanging over his head, and it turned out that his confidence that his mother could survive was just a self-deceiving self-consolation.All kinds of symptoms showed that the virus was getting more and more serious, and Song's mother's body began to collapse. If it weren't for the slight ups and downs of her chest from time to time, Song Yichi would even suspect that her mother was dead.

"Mom, I'm sorry." Song Yichi held back tears and helped Song's mother wipe her body, put on clean clothes, knelt beside the bed, held her hand in his palm, and gently pressed it to her forehead, closed her eyes, covering the eyes sad and helpless.

Sorry, there is nothing I can do to save you.

"Didi-di-di-di-"

Car horns sounded outside continuously, from far to near after a while.

Song Yichi heard someone yelling loudly, and his tone was extremely arrogant: "I made you look down on the third master! Don't you all meddle in your own business! The third master sees you this time, how can you meddle! Enjoy it, ah ha ha ha ha!"

It was them, those gangsters last night, Song Yichi realized.

Before he could stand up, the horn outside gradually turned away again. Obviously, the car passed by the door without stopping too much, only the continuous sound of crackling firecrackers.

The woman kept cursing, and it should be the neighbor wearing the red hat: "Ah! Run, the zombies are coming! Little Sanzi, I say @#￥%&, you fucking wait, if I don't hack you to death, I won't live Already!!!"

He was startled, and went outside to open the door in three steps at a time, his scalp was blown.There was a mass of zombies in the dark, countless in number. Attracted by the sound of firecrackers, they swayed and gradually approached the courtyards of Xiaozhuang, only a few hundred meters away.

Song Yichi just fell into the despair of losing his only relative at any time, and then fell into the desperate situation of being besieged by hundreds of zombies to death.

Well, well, they dared to do that!

For the first time in his life, the mild-tempered Song Yichi felt that his eyes were red with anger, and he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.

These three, he remembered!

Uncle Egg ran over with a machete, "Run, run! Let's run to Sanshan Village and find someone to help." He hurriedly finished speaking, and then knocked on the door of the mother and son's courtyard next door.

Song Yichi gritted his teeth. Facing countless zombies, he didn't know if he could run away. What would Song's mother do?It is definitely not possible to stay. There are so many zombies, and the broken wooden door outside the small courtyard can't stop them. What's more, the courtyard wall is only two meters high, which is not safe at all.

Mother Song can't be hurt.Song Yichi was forced to helplessly, and raised his hand to put Song's mother into the space, without any backpack.

He didn't dare to go to the main entrance. If he read correctly, the two fastest big-headed zombies should be very close. If he was targeted, he would be chased to death. So Song Yichi closed the courtyard door to block the sight of the zombies, and jumped out from the back wall to escape. .

The uncle ran in the front, followed by a family of three whom he had never seen before, who should live far away, and finally the red hat mother and son, and Song Yichi quickly caught up.

The group of people ran for 10 minutes before slowing down. Looking back to see that no zombies were chasing them, they all stopped to hold their legs and gasped for breath.

"Where are we going?" Song Yichi asked the uncle.

"Sanshan Village." The uncle was out of breath, "Little Sanzi, that bastard dared to do this, it's murder! We have to go to their village to find an explanation."

The woman in the red hat was so tired that she was about to collapse, she sat on the ground, staring and gritting her teeth, "I will definitely kill him."

"Okay, okay, let's not stay longer, it's not safe, go quickly." The uncle helped the young son pull up the woman in the red hat.

Sanshan Village was not too far away. They didn't dare to walk on the main road for fear of being seen by zombies, so they went all the way through the small woods, which lasted for more than two hours.

No one is moving around in the village now, so the uncle took people directly to the village chief's house, knocking on the door, "Is the village chief there?"

"Who is it?" An old voice asked, and then the courtyard door opened, revealing an old man with gray hair.

"I belong to Xiaozhuang. The third son of your village is robbing cars and killing people in our village. Does anyone care?"

"What! Kill someone?" The village chief stared at the person in front of him.Song Yichi and the others acted in a hurry, dragging their families along, not like being fake, "Come in, tell me what's going on."