Chapter Twenty-Eight: A Promise in the Ear

On the outskirts of the Celestial Empire's capital, there is the strongest support fortress for the Celestial Empire's top leaders and warriors, which is where the base of the headquarters building of the Central Special Operations Bureau is located.

Over the decades, the site has expanded into a super-modern facility in addition to the towering high-rise buildings.

After the outbreak of the zombie virus, this impregnable fortress became a refuge for all the dignitaries of the Celestial Empire.

Despite the complexity and confusion of the situation, this did not affect the work of all the departments and agencies of the Central Special Operations Directorate.

At this time, in the office of the IT Information Intelligence Department in the Central Special Operations Directorate.

More than a dozen computer screens hang from the walls, constantly displaying the information gathered by all the intelligence analysts.

"Minister!" An intelligence analyst shouted at a man staring at the dozen or so computer screens, "There's a request from the War Department to send the S.A.R. system search results to the top operations advisor. ”

"I'm sick of it! What to urge! The man was impatient.

Other intelligence analysts knew that Minister Zhou hadn't slept well for a few days and nights, so they naturally understood that he was impetuous.

But even though he said so, his fingers were not slow at all on the keyboard.

Director Zhao, who was in the director's office, also got a report on the situation at this time, and after he looked at the computer screen, he turned on the internal phone to his assistant.

"Inform the highest-ranking advisor that I have an emergency meeting." Director Zhao's voice was as calm as ever.

"Do the combat armed advisers who are on the front line also need to be notified?" The assistant asked.

"That's right, everyone needs to be able to connect."

Stinger, who was temporarily stationed in the central region, soon received a communication request from the headquarters, and he didn't want to deal with it, but after seeing that this communication band level was an emergency priority of the A letter, he had to accept it reluctantly.

Among this group of combatants, Stinger has the highest rank and authority, and when the others see that he has emergency communications, they naturally dare not disturb him.

At this time, Lu Yiting began to vomit a lot of blood again, and the staff of the medical team tried many ways to stop him from vomiting blood.

Lu Yiting knew very well that this was the condition that the virus was beginning to transform the nerves in his body again.

"Each time he vomited blood reached 300CC, if he continued like this, he would soon lose too much blood and go into shock!" One of the doctors said to Ye Yang, "We have to give him a blood transfusion!" ”

"No blood transfusions!" Cheng Jie immediately objected, "The blood cells in his body are rejecting the erosion of the virus, and if he rushes to transfuse blood, it is likely to cause severe rejection." ”

The consequences of severe rejection are well known to those present that are a dead end.

"If you don't have a blood transfusion, it's still a dead end." The doctor tried to convince them, "If you have a blood transfusion, you will at least have a chance of survival." ”

"What do you think?" Cheng Jie turned his head to look at Ye Yang beside him.

Ye Yang's face was full of embarrassment, he knew that Lu Yiting vomited blood more violently this time, and it was really different from the previous infection.

Whether it was vomiting too much blood and dying, or dying of severe rejection, this was a very cruel consequence for Ye Yang.

At this time, Lu Yiting walked out of the tent and said to several of them: "I am willing to accept the blood transfusion ......"

Ye Yang turned around and saw Lu Yiting with a pale face, and asked sadly, "Have you decided?" ”

Although Lu Yiting's face was not good, his eyes were still very firm: "Well, it's decided...... It's not my style to sit and wait to die......"

He knew that his vomiting of blood this time was very serious, and with such blood loss, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive for long.

Instead of dying like this, he might as well fight his character again to see if a blood transfusion can save a life.

Ye Yang looked at the resoluteness in Lu Yiting's eyes, and then nodded: "I understand, I respect your choice." ”

With the consent of the person concerned, the doctor immediately said: "Since it has been decided to have a blood transfusion, then I will arrange it as soon as possible, and I can't delay it any longer." ”

"You go ahead and arrange it, I can accept a blood transfusion at any time." Lu Yiting said very calmly.

"Sure enough, it's a tough guy!" The doctor said from the bottom of his heart. Severe rejection by a virus carrier is a very painful way to die, several times more painful than dying of blood loss.

Cheng Jie patted Lu Yiting on the shoulder: "Do you really want to take risks?" ”

Lu Yiting nodded: "I don't want to wait for death." ”

Cheng Jie seemed to understand Lu Yiting's thoughts, so he also nodded: "Good job." He thought that Lu Yiting had had enough of the torture of the virus, but he didn't expect him to become more and more courageous.

For ordinary people, if they encounter such pain as Lu Yiting, they may just want to die for relief.

But he didn't see any giving up in Lu Yiting's eyes, and he still wanted to live, because he knew that if he gave up, then the most painful and uncomfortable person would be Ye Yang.

Ye Yang also understood that Lu Yiting was willing to take risks and choose ways that might make him more miserable, and that was because Lu Yiting wanted to seek a glimmer of life in this pain.

Lu Yiting saw that the expression on Ye Yang's face was very complicated, and then leaned into Ye Yang's left ear and whispered, "I will survive." ”

Ye Yang heard this sentence clearly, and his heart was immediately moved.

Although it is just a simple sentence, it contains Lu Yiting's commitment to him and his strong will to survive.

"Well, I believe you." Ye Yang nodded in affirmation. In addition to believing in the vitality of his family's foodie, he didn't know what to do.

"Don't show affection casually in broad daylight!" The sound of the stinger suddenly came from the other side.

Then he walked over and saw that they all looked serious, and he wondered, "What's the matter?" ”

"Your emergency meeting is in order?" Lu Yiting changed the subject.

"Isn't it your Director Zhao's business?" Stinger snorted, "Lu Yiting, you don't look good, okay?" ”

Lu Yiting responded: "It's okay." ”

"He's already decided to have a blood transfusion." Ye Yang on the side interjected, "His blood loss is too great." ”

When the stinger heard Ye Yang's words, his face immediately sank: "Are you arrogant? If you don't tell our uncles about this, you can't ignore it, right? ”

"He's got enough to deal with, there's no need to worry about my business anymore." Lu Yiting has his own set of rhetoric.

"I always feel that your Director Zhao will definitely say that I taught you badly." Stinger pursed the corners of his lips. Because he's a human being who always makes claims.

"You're really self-aware." Lu Yiting said unceremoniously to the truth.

Stinger: "......"

Lu Yiting, who had just finished saying this, suddenly turned nervous, and then an irrepressible smell of blood surged in his throat.

The stinger saw Lu Yiting vomiting blood like this, and immediately understood that if he didn't transfuse blood, he would definitely die of excessive blood loss.

"Those damn terrorists, this virus dares to be injected directly into the human body!" The stinger clenched his fists, full of murderous aura.

-- The last few days have been busy during the day, so it is impossible to determine the time of the update.

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