"What about Xiao Xingchen?" The sound of the bell ringing has become indistinct, and the eyes are all white, and even the eyeballs seem to be dyed white. Even in this case, hatred shot out of his eyes.

"He's dead!" Zhao Sike knew that Xiao Xingchen was not dead, but he knew that Zhong Daxiang wanted him to die, and he said that Xiao Xingchen was dead, which was a little comfort for him who was about to die.

Zhong Da rang and couldn't stand in front of the iron gate, turned back to a place five meters away, and brought a stool. At a distance of five meters, he seems to have walked for a century.

When he got to the stool, he held it like a weightlifter lifting a barbell and shaking his steps. He took half a step and took two breaks and three breaths.

His head was covered with sweat like latex. He brought the stool to the large iron door and sat on it. His spine was already unable to support his body, and he bent like a bow, and he grasped the pillar of the iron gate with both hands.

"You say he's dead?" Zhong asked after gasping.

Zhao Sike burst into tears and nodded. Worried that he would no longer be able to see himself nodding, he mumbled heavily in a nasal voice.

"You buried him?" Zhong Da Xiang asked.

Zhao Sike, who was standing in the center of the gravel road, didn't hear his words clearly, and looked at Zou Xiaochun, who was holding his arm.

Zou Xiaochun shook his head, indicating that he didn't hear clearly?

"You buried him?" Zhong Darang asked again word by word.

"No, the wild dog from nowhere ate him!" Zhao Sike knew that the old leader wanted to hear this sentence the most, so he said.

"Hehe~~~" Zhong Daxiang's face was deformed, but judging from the sound squeezed out of his throat, it could be seen that he was laughing.

"Look!" Zou Xiaochun saw a young man in high spirits walking from the path among the salt artemisia in the east. The young man walked like the athletes who carried the torch.

Zhao Sike followed her shout, looked to the east, and then turned his head to the bell ringing. For him, Xiao Xingchen's appearance or not is completely unimportant, and he can't help people do anything.

Is it necessary to meet such a person at the last moment of his life?

Zhong Daxiang sat on a stool, bent over like a prawn, grasping the gate pillar with both hands, and his eyes looked towards the path to the east, unblinking, like a sculpture.

His eyes didn't blink, and his eyebrows, which had fallen almost to the brink of an eyebrow, were shrinking. In the eyes like rice porridge, a red light shot out.

"Lao Zhao, you lied to me, he didn't die!" Zhong Daxiang is rare that he can still recognize Xiao Xingchen with such eyes.

"Team Leader Zhong, I'm not lying to you, I'm scolding him! Didn't you scold him like this before? Zhao Sike tried his best to make his words round, so that his heart felt better.

"Lao Zhao, you comfort him today, in ten days, who will comfort us?" Zou Xiaochun shed tears for Zhao Sike's kindness.

"......" Zhao Sike's kindness is a bit similar to Mei Xiaoya. He often thinks that if he can do something good for others, he will do a little. At such a moment, he is not so much compromising with Zou Xiaochun as sympathizing with her, so that there will be such a result.

Zhao Sike scolded Xiao Xingchen, but he was only so angry. But Zhong Daxiang repeatedly asked him to report Xiao Xingchen's disobedience to his superiors, but he didn't do that.

"Xiao Xingchen, come over to me! I'm going to expel you from school, expel you from the military, and nail you to the pillar of shame forever for being lazy and lazy! "The bell rings like a reflection of the light. It's like a candle before it burns out, but it explodes before it goes out, and the fire is a little stronger.

His voice was very loud, as if he was not sick, and he spoke clearly.

Xiao Xingchen heard the angry roar and walked a few steps quickly. He understood that it was the sound of the bell ringing, and he looked in front of the big iron gate and was startled.

The bell rang loudly and was a world away from three days ago: his unkempt hair was covered with debris, like a chicken that had just run out of its coop.

Those eyes, white eyes with milky mucus flowing from them. The last thing you can see is the pants, and then drench water underneath.

Obviously, Zhao Sike and Zou Xiaochun can no longer take care of their lives. Pee and, just let it go!

Xiao Xingchen's heart was sour: What kind of torture has this virus made people?

Mei Xiaoya quickly flashed into the living and working area in the south, and when she came out, she saw that she was dressed in white, even her head and face were wrapped, and no skin was exposed.

She hung a medicine box with scissors and a comb. A long-handled plastic broom and a long-handled dustpan. She used the key to open the large copper lock in the ward.

In fact, to this day, such a big copper lock, whether the lock is not locked is meaningless, and all patients cannot move.

In the past, there was a barber support staff, and now, he is also one of the dying patients.

"Team Leader Zhong, don't move, I'll cut your hair!" Mei Xiaoya looked at his wet pants, and she endured it with great perseverance. Although she is not very old, she has heard the saying that the substitute is good to die.

The dead man's head is replaced, and the little ghost looks comfortable, so he will whip them a few less; When the judge looks comfortable, he will sentence them lightly; Lord Yama looks comfortable, maybe he will reincarnate them as humans.

"Xiao Xingchen, I order you, clean up for me immediately!" Zhong Daxiang did not answer Mei Xiaoya's words, but continued to stare at Xiao Xingchen and said angrily.

It's time to say a few words! Otherwise, it's a bit of that or something! Xiao Xingchen thought.

"Don't make a mistake about it, I'm the leader of the medical team now. You didn't order me, you know? Although Xiao Xingchen didn't say it well, he said it very softly.

Mei Xiaoya, who was cutting Zhong Daxiang's hair, was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered what Zhao Sike said when she was in the cemetery. His words were intended to encourage Xiao Xingchen, but he didn't expect him to really take it seriously!

Zhao Sike and Zou Xiaochun looked at each other. Zhao Sike just wanted to take his joking words seriously for him!

"You talk nonsense! Even if anyone is the team leader, it won't be your turn! When Zhong Darang and spoke, his mouth squirted white liquid.

Mei Xiaoya cut off his unkempt hair with a few scissors, and cut his hair like a terraced field, grid by grid. She can only cut it like this, and it's not easy to cut it well!

"Zhong Ju, you have been in a leadership position before, you don't understand democratic centralism, right? There are four of us in the medical team, and I was unanimously elected as the team leader......"

"I'm against it!" Zhong Darang spat a mouthful of white slime to the ground, and then shouted hoarsely.

"Zhong Ju, since you entered this ward, you are a patient, and you no longer have this right!" Xiao Xingchen smiled bitterly and said.

"You ......" Zhong loudly took his right hand off the pillar of the gate and raised it tremblingly. He wanted to say something, but his lips kept trembling, and he couldn't say it anymore!

At this time, Zou Xiaochun had the spirit of carrying out the romance to the end, and continued to carry Zhao Sike's arm.

They heard the words of the bell ringing, and they were excited; Hearing Xiao Xingchen's words, they were depressed. At this time, they really wanted to take the place of Zhong Daming and say what he didn't say.

"What are you two doing standing there?" Xiao Xingchen saw Zhao Sike and Zou Xiaochun's arms together, and he was angry.

In Xiao Xingchen's eyes, the two of them are not as loud as the bell. Zhong Daxiang is angry with himself, at least he dares to talk about it, and the two of them only know how to scold behind their backs!

He heard this from Mei Xiaoya's voice.

"Xiao Xingchen, are you a little excessive!" Zou Xiaochun said angrily. She had already had an opinion about him: she was a woman over half a hundred years old, working day and night, while he, a young man, had fled for a few days. Come, and dare to be angry at us?

"As the team leader, I order you to go to the ward area immediately to disinfect!" Xiao Xingchen said as he walked towards the living office area.

"We're all going to work, what are you doing?" Zou Xiaochun continued to roar.

"You two are not too old, what are you doing with your arms? Mei Xiaoya, a girl, took the initiative to cut the patient's hair when no one assigned her, didn't you see it? Xiao Xingchen pointed to Mei Xiaoya, who was cutting the hair of a patient lying on the ground, and said.

"What have you been doing all these days? What qualifications do you have to speak of people? Zou Xiaochun continued to roar.

"No wonder Aunt Zhang said that you experts, except for that, nothing else seems to be there!" When Xiao Xingchen spoke, he had already entered the door of the living and office area.

"You ......"

Zou Xiaochun's face changed color suddenly, and Zhao Sike covered her mouth: "Don't be like him!" This kid, Honda is not his opponent, like us, he wants to start with us, and we don't have to think about it in the last ten days! ”

The two of them went to the tool room, got the sprayers, and walked to the ward. They heard the sound of water bubbling in the shower, and both were filled with anger.

By three o'clock in the afternoon, Mei Xiaoya, Zhao Sike and Zou Xiaochun were all tired and exhausted, and Xiao Xingchen's spirit was full.

Xiao Xingchen put on a beautiful suit, as if he was going to a banquet, his face was red and radiant.

At half past three o'clock, from the side of the stone arch bridge, a man dressed in white brought twenty meals from the small wire mesh door of the small bridge. These 20 servings are different from usual, eight dishes and one soup, plus rice and wine.

Today's meal delivery is ahead of schedule!

The people outside knew that sixteen of them were eating severed heads, so the eight dishes were as if they had been selected from a sumptuous feast.

There are four bamboo baskets and four bamboo baskets for rice, vegetables and wine.

Xiao Xingchen knew that it was time to use himself! He walked to the small bridge, stretched out his arms, put all the meals on both arms, and carried them to the courtyard of the living office area.

The people outside didn't know that the sixteen patients were already gasping for a few remaining breaths at such a moment, and they didn't have the consciousness to eat!

But the people in the medical team knew. The medical team also knew that this meal was also the last meal before he became ill.

But Xiao Xingchen still divided the meal into twenty portions, did not wear any protective clothing, and carried the sixteen portions of food to the patients in the ward area.

Outside, in the sun, it's warm. It's much warmer than inside the house.

After the shower, the three of them wanted to share the meals with the patients. At first glance, the meal had been divided and delivered to the patient. In front of each patient, in addition to the meal, there is also a glass of liquor to send them on the road.

Xiao Xingchen divided the last four meals, he moved the big table from the room, and then picked up the food on the table.

The three of them saw that Xiao Xingchen was doing these things quickly at such a moment, and they began to feel a little excited in their hearts: This young man is not as lazy as he imagined!

Xiao Xingchen opened a bottle of liquor, leaned on the stool with one foot, and began to eat with his head down.

Four o'clock was two minutes, and while they were eating, there was a loud buzzing sound in the sky!