Wang Ping found a medical tray, which was the old-fashioned enamel tray, with a lot of black scars on the white edges, and put the turned out syringes, aspirin tablets and a bottle of medical alcohol into it. After thinking about it, he put in a plastic bottle of glucose solution on the table on the other side, and dragged it out of the room.

The enamel tray was dragged on the ground with a loud noise, the medicine bottles and syringes inside were rolling around, and the glucose bottles were foaming.

Xiaohua heard the sound and followed curiously, wanting to use her claws to pounce on the medicine bottle in the tray, but Wang Ping turned around and pushed it away, and stood aside reluctantly, her eyes moving with the medicine bottle in the tray.

When he came to the door, Wang Ping put the tray on the ground, jumped into the car, and opened the door. Gu Laosan lowered his head and leaned on the driver's seat, looking sick and dead.

In fact, don't look at Gu Lang's miserable appearance at this time, but after the fever-reducing measures adopted by Wang Ping before, the symptoms in his body have been alleviated a lot. In contrast, the trauma that came out afterwards was more serious. Especially the bumps along the way, if there was no concussion, it was all Gu Laosan's life.

Considering the difficulty of the operation, Wang Ping still decided to inject intramuscularly in his arm, just like he did when he was a child.

Tearing off the sleeve on Gu Lang's right shoulder, Wang Ping unscrewed the cap of the alcohol bottle with two fingertips, and climbed on top of him with the alcohol bottle in his arms, wanting to get some alcohol to disinfect Gu Lang's arm.

However, as soon as the alcohol bottle approached his arm, because the alcohol in the bottle shook, Wang Ping's claws were too slippery, and the whole bottle of alcohol was directly spilled out, pouring Gu Lang all over his arm. Then the bottle rolled all the way down and fell out of the car.

"Uh~oh......"

Gu Lang, who had been half-squinting his eyes, groaned in his throat. This is the first time since he left the Masai Grassland, Gu Lang has made a relatively loud voice. From this point of view, the body is indeed improving.

But it's no wonder that Gu Lang can still call out after being like this. At this time, half of his body was drenched with alcohol, and the dense little wounds on his body were stimulated by alcohol, and Wang Ping looked at it in pain.

"Forget it, this should be disinfection!"

Wang Ping shrugged his shoulders funny. Because of the bone structure, it looks like the bones behind the shoulders are moving on their own, which is extremely weird.

Carefully picking up a syringe from the tray, Wang Ping jumped back into the car again, stepped on Gu Lang's shoulder and climbed onto the back of the seat, bit off the needle cap with his mouth, clamped the syringe with the meat pad between his two paws, and aimed as much as possible at the position where there was more meat on Gu Lang's arm.

What did the "veterinarian" do when he used to give injections to people?

Wang Ping tilted his head and thought for a while, then recalled his experience of getting injections in the hospital, learned the way he remembered, and stabbed the needle into Gu Lang's arm with his claws downward.

It seems that some of the forces are overexerted, and the whole needle is not in the flesh.

Using his chin to push the medicine in the syringe, Wang Ping pulled out the syringe and threw it back into the tray. However, the action of pulling out the needle seems to be a little slow, or is it because it is not pressed with a cotton ball? Anyway, after the needle is removed, a bean-sized bead of blood instantly bulges out from the place where it has been pierced.

Still thinking about whether to wipe it, Wang Ping saw Xiaohua who was doing nothing on the side running over again, lowered his head and approached the tray to sniff the syringe he threw in, and a certain one hurriedly jumped down and pushed it aside.

There was still a bottle of glucose and a plate of tablets left in the tray. Because it is a drop-proof model in plastic bottles, it is convenient for Wang Ping to use.

Hook off the tin cardboard containing the tablets with the tip of his claw, stuff two grains into Gu Laosan's mouth, and then pierce a hole with his claws at the mouth of the bottle of glucose solution, Wang Ping stuffed the whole mouth of the bottle into Gu Lang's mouth, pinched the bottle and poured a few sips into it.

Probably choked, Gu Lang coughed violently a few times, and even opened his eyes slightly to look at Wang Ping, and then fell asleep again.

"That's it! The rest is up to you!"

Wang Ping sat on the steering wheel, patted Gu Lang's chin, and put the rest of the glucose and aspirin on the dashboard, so that if Gu Lang woke up, he could see it for the first time.

Xiaohua was probably hungry, or maybe she was too bored, opened her mouth and yawned, whispered a few times at Wang Ping, and then ran in the direction of the woods. After a while, there was a faint sound of chickens and dogs jumping in the woods.

Letting Xiaohua go hunting on her own, Wang Ping returned to the house on the north side again.

It was just a quick glance, and I didn't have time to examine it closely. Wang Ping wanted to know what was going on here.

Next to the infirmary, there is a slightly larger room, which is the dormitory for the male team members. And the entrance to the basement is also in this dormitory.

However, to Wang Ping's surprise, the other rooms, even the outermost door, were not locked, but only this room was locked.

poked the keyhole with his claws for a long time, and Wang Ping gave up decisively.

The items in this stronghold were all personally finalized by Captain Luke, including these security doors. Unless Wang Ping's nimble hands are still there and he has a set of tools to take advantage of, don't think about opening them.

Leaving the room on the north side, Wang Ping bypassed the off-road vehicle and entered the common lounge on the other side.

The furnishings here are relatively simple, except for a small dormitory separated by a row of seats in the outer room, and a simple kitchenette with pots and pans.

However, the kitchen here is not used by the security team very often. Even with the existence of this base, every time they carry out a mission, they are actually only used for rest, and most of the rest of the time is spent in the wild woodland or grassland. Eating only compressed biscuits and nutrients is eaten.

Wang Ping looked at the dust falling on the table and chair here, which also looked like no one had used it in a short period of time.

There are not many armed rangers within the Ngorong Nature Reserve, and there is no set time for each area to patrol the entire area at the same time.

Usually they make targeted rounds based on the informant's reports and tasks. In some areas, there are often no teams passing through for half a month.

Looking at the current situation here, it can allow Gu Lang to recuperate for a period of time.

"Hmm......"

By this time the sun had risen high, and the air in the forest was lazy. Although the doubts in his heart were not answered, because he finally injected Gu Lang with drugs, it also made Wang Ping temporarily put down his thoughts. Exhaustion came over me suddenly.

Counting up, Wang Ping hasn't had a good rest for two whole nights.

Back in the open space outside the house, Wang Ping found a shady corner in the north, leaned on the ground on all fours, and took a nap while waiting for Xiaohua to return from hunting. However, perhaps because of the proximity to the river, the ground is a little wet. Wang Ping leaned for a while, felt some itching on his body, ran back to the car, and fell asleep in a ball on the co-pilot.

...

Gu Lang only felt that he had had a long dream. For a while, Wang Ping was torturing himself, and for a while, in the hospital, a beautiful nurse sister was giving herself an injection, making it difficult to distinguish which was reality and which was illusory.

However, the nurse sister who injected herself seemed to be a little rough, and the place where her arm had been pierced was always aching.

"Water...... Grandma, pour me some water......"

Gu Lang muttered in a daze, there was silence all around, and only when the breeze blew through the woods, there would be a sound.

After about half an hour, Gu Lang's head was raised, his eyes opened slightly, and he only felt that his mouth was very thirsty, and at the same time, he felt that there was no place on his body that was not sore. His arms were so heavy that he didn't even want to lift them.

In his blurred vision, he saw what seemed to be a suspected water bottle at hand. The chaotic brain didn't have time to think, Gu Lang touched the plastic water bottle that was a little suffocated, and touched the lid with his right hand, wanting to unscrew it.

It's a pity that it seems that I can't use the strength in my hands, and I can't twist the cap on it after screwing it for a long time. However, because the strength of his left hand was a little stronger, he squeezed out the water inside.

Seeing this, Gu Lang simply aimed the bottle at his mouth, pinched the bottle with both hands, and squeezed all the water inside into his mouth.

The water is a little warm, and a little sweet, emmm...... It's delicious.

Throwing the shriveled bottle aside, Gu Lang breathed a sigh of relief, leaned his head against his back, and fell into a deep sleep again.