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Yu Huai's eyes became sharper, hidden in the darkness, showing some danger.

The scene after meeting Xiang Qi flashed through his mind.

Xiang Qi knew the condition of these survivors very well, and risked his life to bring them medicine.When she knocked on the door just now, the first reaction of the little girl guarding the door was also to "come back to brother".

Xiang Qi and them clearly knew each other.

Just as she was about to ask, the little girl who had been hiding behind the middle-aged man shrank and tugged at the man's sleeve: "Dad, why hasn't Brother Xiang come back yet? He promised to bring me candy."

Hearing his daughter's question, the middle-aged man finally recovered from the excitement of seeing the rescue team, and remembered that there was such a number one person as Xiang Qi: "By the way, sir, there is another person. We escaped to the mall to send a message." I met Xiang Qi after the telegram, he went up to search for supplies, there are so many vegetative people in the mall, can you go and save him?"

The middle-aged man's words were full of remorse: "If I knew that the rescue team would be here today, I would never let him go."

After hearing the first half of the middle-aged man's sentence, Yu Huai's doubts were slightly reduced, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, the doubt that had just dissipated came back thousands of times in an instant.

He didn't mention that Xiang Qi had been rescued for the time being: "You mean, there are many vegetative people in the mall?"

The middle-aged man's tone was also strange, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Yu Huai's question: "Yes, they are all densely packed, and there is also a kind of vegetable that can move. We spent a lot of energy at that time. escaped, and even sacrificed two companions."

Speaking of the two sacrificed companions, the middle-aged man wiped his eyes sincerely, with a sad expression, not like lying.

Yu Huai was silent.

Except for the few mutated vegetatives, the vegetatives on the first floor of the shopping mall have obviously been cleaned up, and according to Xiang Qi, he and the survivors cleaned them up together.

A glaring contradiction.

While the two were talking, Ke Le and the others had already counted the supplies and distributed the breathing masks to each survivor.

From Yu Huai's perspective, from the corner of his eye, he happened to see him walk up to the van, hand a mask to Da Chen, and then turn around to leave.

Yu Huai stopped him: "Ke Le."

Ke Le: "What's wrong, captain?"

Yu Huai reminded lightly: "There is another person in the compartment. The one that is sideways, the back row."

"Oh, good." Ke Le reacted for a second before returning to the van.

The environment in the underground parking lot was dark. Ke Le turned on the night vision mode of the goggles when he came in. He looked carefully for a while, only to find that there was indeed a mass of color on the back seat of the van that was slightly redder than the surrounding area. — Only a little bit really.

"Hello, I..." He stood in front of the car door, and just as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Da Chen who stood up suddenly.

It's so dark here, how did the officer see it?

A trace of panic flashed across Da Chen's originally calm face, and his eyes subconsciously swept towards Yu Huai.In the dark, he couldn't see Yu Huai's appearance clearly, but Da Chen inexplicably felt that he was looking at him, and immediately shivered.

Da Chen hastily looked away: "Give it to me, she is resting, I will put it on for her."

"That's fine." Ke Le didn't doubt him, and passed the breathing mask over readily, not noticing that the other party's movements were quite unnatural.

After getting the breathing mask, Da Chen Wei breathed a sigh of relief, but then he raised the breath again.

Yu Huai: "Ke Le, give him the medical kit too."

Ke Le reacted two seconds longer this time: "Is that person in the car sick? Or injured? Not infected?"

Da Chen suppressed the shock in his heart, pretended to be calm and prevaricated: "She is not in good health, and she ran for her life intensively during this period, and developed a slight fever."

"Okay, there are antipyretics in the medical kit, I'll get them for you right now."

People's expressions could not be seen clearly on the infrared screen of the night vision mode. Ke Le didn't notice any difference in Da Chen's expression, but Yu Huai who was a few steps away had a panoramic view.

Da Chen's reaction was very strange, he was covering up something.

Yu Huai's gaze once again passed the man lying on the back seat of the carriage.

It was obviously a hot summer, but the man was tightly wrapped in a blanket, and his body shape could not be seen, only a strand of long hair hanging from the seat.

The blanket is an ordinary blanket that is always in the car. It is printed with fancy patterns. The color is dark and light, and it is hard to see clearly.

Before he could take a closer look, the middle-aged man beside him spoke again: "The one in the car is Da Chen's younger sister. She is not in good health. She has been sick for a while. Da Chen is taking good care of her."

Are you watching closely?

Yu Huai watched as Ke Le handed the medical box to Da Chen, who carried the box into the car, and then slammed the door of the car.

Yu Huai: "Do you have to close the door when you take medicine?"

The middle-aged man also felt a little strange, but he still helped Da Chen explain: "It is said that the cold wind will blow, which will make the condition worse."

It's a reason, but...

Yu Huai's tone was a little heavy: "This is the basement."

Where is the cool breeze coming from?

After being reminded by him, the middle-aged man froze for a moment, and finally realized the strangeness.

Yu Huai asked again: "How long has she been sick?"

The middle-aged man recalled: "We belong to a community, and we have been hiding in the convenience store of the community before. Not long ago, we couldn't find food nearby, so we started to move here. It seems that Da Chen's sister is coming soon. Started getting sick at the mall... just five days ago when we got rid of a bunch of vegetatives."

"Have you confirmed her condition, are you sure it's just a fever?"

"No, Da Chen said it was a fever..." At this point, the middle-aged man's voice suddenly stopped.

He has known Da Chen's brother and sister for a long time. After the spores broke out, they staggered and depended on each other for more than two years, so he never doubted the authenticity of Da Chen's words.

Sister Da Chen is indeed in poor health and has been suffering from minor illnesses all the time, but Da Chen has never been so concerned about it before. He originally thought that Sister Da Chen was very sick this time, but now thinking about it... what if it wasn't a fever?

The underground parking lot was empty, and there were no vegetative corpses, but everyone came in from the outside, and their clothes were more or less stained with mucus. With a fishy smell.

Those who have lived in Baosi for a long time do not smell the stench, and for the survivors who have fled for a long time, this stench is easily overlooked.

But at this moment, the stench pervading around the van stimulated the nasal cavity of the middle-aged man, reminding him of a terrible guess.

"Are anyone else injured?" Yu Huai's calm voice woke up the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's face was pale, his brows were wrinkled, and he hesitated.

This hesitation is tantamount to acquiescing.

Yu Huai knew what he was worried about.

There are currently two known ways of spreading the spores, one is through the respiratory tract and the other is through the blood.

Spores will quickly inactivate in places without sufficient light, but inactivation is a process, and it will take time no matter how fast it is. If it enters the human body through the blood before inactivation, it will still cause infection.

That is to say, once injured in a place where there are vegetative people, no matter it is in the light or in the dark, it may be infected.

And concealing the fact of being injured is nothing more than to avoid this possibility.

"There is a quarantine area on the Dawn, and everyone who returns from the outside has to be quarantined for up to twelve hours. If someone mutates on the return trip, we will kill them immediately."

Yu Huai stated in a flat tone, completely obliterating the luck of the middle-aged man.

"Injury does not mean that it has been infected, but if the wound is not treated, the chance of infection will continue to increase."

The middle-aged man took a deep look at Yu Huai. The young officer in front of him was wrapped in black protective clothing, almost blending into the darkness, but exuding a sense of oppression that cannot be ignored.

It seems that through him alone, one can glimpse the indestructible Dawn floating in the starry sky, the last pure land in the dirty end of the world.

He is like a city wall.

Such an inexplicable thought suddenly flashed in his mind, the middle-aged man came back to his senses, and gritted his teeth: "Both Xiao Qin and I were injured."

Xiao Qin was the young man holding the candle.

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man let go of the little girl's hand and rolled up his left sleeve, revealing his forearm tightly bound by the fabric.

The fabric is roughly strips of cloth ripped from clothes. I don't know how many layers have been tied tightly. After unraveling each layer, the faint smell of blood escapes.

It was wrapped so tightly and the sleeves were wide, no wonder I didn't notice it when I came in.

Yu Huai glanced at it, the wound had been tightly bound for so long, the bleeding had already stopped, and the edges were neat, not torn, but scratched by glass.

"Ke Le, help them bandage."

"Eh, okay."

Ke Le led a team member Yu Huai didn't know well, and came over with alcohol, bandages and wound medicine: "Captain, Zheng Baiyu said he is good at bandaging, let him come."

The soldier named Zheng Baiyu respectfully gave Yu Huai a military salute, and his face was inexplicably pale: "Colonel Yu."

Yu Huai nodded, turned around to go in the direction of the van, but suddenly there was a weak force on his leg.

Looking down, it was the little girl, with big eyes looking at him timidly, pleading in a soft voice: "Brother Chief, you are a good person, can you go and save brother Xiang?"

Yu Huai froze for a moment, and for the first time, an emotion similar to bewilderment appeared in those beautiful gray eyes.

He has no experience with children.

I was drenched with mucus outside before, and even though I had wiped it off, it still felt dirty.

After hesitating for a while, Yu Huai put the submachine gun in his hand under his armpit, then changed his hand and pulled off a clean bandage, squatted down, took the little girl's hand, and wanted to wipe it off for her.

The little girl's watery eyes were fixed on him, her little face was ashen.

So Yu Huai couldn't hold back, wiped her face first, then wiped her little hands carefully, and explained: "I'm dirty."

"Xiang...he's fine, he's just outside."

When talking to the little girl, Yu Huai's tone was involuntarily lighter, but he didn't notice it himself.

The little girl was not so afraid of him anymore, and asked, "Why didn't he come in?"

"He has a risk of infection and has to be isolated outside for a period of time."

Hearing the word "infection", the little girl was a little scared, and there was a bit of crying in her soft voice: "Xiang, Brother Xiang, he's going to be fine, woo woo woo..."

No one can guarantee this kind of thing, Yu Huai felt that he couldn't say "he's fine" just to comfort the little girl, but he didn't want to make the little girl more sad.

Although this kind of emotion is too common in the last days.

Yu Huai was silent for two seconds, and finally just looked into the little girl's eyes: "I'll take a look for you later, and bring the candy back for you by the way."

After speaking, he gently pushed the little girl towards her father, got up and walked towards the van.

In the sideways van, Da Chen half-kneeled in front of the back seat, his forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat.

In the back seat, the blanket was pulled away, revealing the figure of a young woman, she was wearing a tight long-sleeved shirt and jeans, her pale face was covered by the breathing mask Da Chen put on her.

In fact, she doesn't need a breathing mask.

The woman was still conscious, she heard the movement outside just now, her voice was weak, but she couldn't hide her joy: "Brother, is the rescue team here?"

"Hmm." Da Chen held her hand, trembling a little.

Those hands that were originally white and shiny, now swelled up a bit, and the whole hand stretched out a little, soft to the touch, as if there were no bones, and the hypertrophic muscles between the fingers adhered together, secreting a thin layer of slime.

Although it was in the dark, Da Chen clearly knew that her hands and her skin had turned into a light pink.

The woman closed her eyes, and a tear slid down her temple: "Brother, tell them."

"Tell them what?"

"I'm already infected, let them kill me, you are fine, go to the Dawn with them." The woman's voice was full of pain, but very firm.

Da Chen opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything. The grief in his heart was beyond what words could express. Suddenly, he thought of something and opened the medical box Ke Le gave him.

In addition to some commonly used medicines, the medical kit also contains first aid items such as alcohol bandages, and... a pair of medical scissors.

"No, no, no," Da Chen muttered in a low voice, crazy paranoia took over his brain, "You are not infected, this is already the fifth day, you can still move, you are still conscious, you are not infected, no .”

He put his sister's hand to his lips, kissed it through the breathing mask, and then picked up the scissors.