The village is outward, separated from the woods by an open field. The often trampled part of the grass forms the road, revealing whitish sand and gravel on the surface, illuminated by the eleven a.m. sun.

The toes kick the sand and gravel up, as happens when a person moves hard and has a heavy pace. Han Qingyu walked a little slowly with the person, and the wounds on his body that had been re-torn open were bleeding, dripping all the way on the white sand and stones.

People watched him from afar, and gradually realized clearly what was happening, "This wounded soldier in front of him has just gone to more than a thousand enemies alone. Now he's coming back. ”

At this time, most of the Azure soldiers standing at the entrance of the village did not know that the person walking opposite now was actually Major Theqing. After all, several photos of him Han Qingyu that had been published in the internal newspaper before, his face was not clear, and now there was another scary wound.

A small number of them will be a little suspicious because they have seen Shen Yixiu appear, but they dare not confirm it, because although there are few soldiers in the whole armor, there are still some in all armies and regiments.

In addition, there are many people who subjectively believe that Major Qing is dead.

Therefore, Han Qingyu is just a seriously injured person now, who should have looked good, but was disfigured by the wound on his face, a blue comrade-in-arms.

"What is he going to do? Why is he going?"

"Said to catch a doctor. His teammates were badly injured and had been in a coma, and the team doctor said they couldn't do anything about it. ”

"Hmm. ”

The whispers of the crowd fell silent.

Wen Jifei dragged the rusty girl to the roof.

Zhang Chiyuan stood behind his soldiers with a large bowl, took out a broken tile, picked up a pinch of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Do you think we should take the opportunity to stir things up?"

"Ah, what are you provoking?" asked the adjutant beside him, confused.

I was about to tell him that I had just contacted Lu Wuzheng, but Lu Wuzheng hung up the phone and said that they don't have these people, what do you think? ”

Adjutant: "...... Commander!"

The scene was generally quiet, and the only corner where the reaction was fierce, several white coats were gathered together, old and small, messy hands and feet, and their brows were furrowed almost unpresentable, as if they had seen something particularly incomparably terrible.

"Is it really Dr. Zhe? is it?" the elderly medical team leader took off his glasses, rubbed his eyes and put them back on, and looked hard.

"Hmm. He really went to ask for ...... Caught back. At this time, he still said "please", which is too self-deceptive, after all, people are tied and carried, and the young doctor has always regarded Zhe Qiuhong as an idol, and his mood is complicated at this time.

They didn't mind that guy was going to arrest someone, and they even admired him a little, after all, he was there for his teammates, and he was seriously injured himself.

But

"Well, it's not like this...... Ouch!"

The old team leader suddenly sighed, as if he had fallen, but in fact, it was not him who fell.

Over there, Han Qingyu's hand was weak, and he didn't pay attention to throwing Zhe Qiuhong to the ground.

Smash it down horizontally.

It's good to be on the back.

Medical Team: "......"

"I'm sorry, to be honest, you're a bit heavy. Han Qingyu apologized first when he bent over, but when he looked at it, Zhi Qiuhong lay on the ground and neither shouted pain nor spoke, only stared straight at him with a pair of eyes full of hatred and anger.

I was just unhappy because I let go of the spring flowers, and when I saw such a gaze at first, Han Qingyu's temper also came up, and it was not good to attack directly, so I could only see it......

There was a panic on the medical team's side: "What is he doing?!"

In the line of sight, Han Qingyu stretched out his foot and pushed it up, with a little force, and kicked Zhe Qiuhong over, face down.

Then bend down and pick it up again and keep walking.

Medical Team: "......"

Eventually, the man stepped over the earthen wall. When handing Zhe Qiuhong to Rusty Sister, Han Qingyu said: "Remember what you said, if you can't save it, I'll kill you." ”

The medical team who just arrived: "......"

The rope was finally untied, and when Zhe Qiuhong stood up, his face was a few grays, and he touched it with his sleeve, and his face was full of ashes. She reached out and plucked the blades of grass from her hair, and rubbed her wrists with her left and right hands.

Next to a circle, "Folded doctor." "Teacher Zhe, teacher, you have given me a lecture. ”“......”

Zhe Qiuhong hurriedly brushed a handful of his hair and turned around, turned around, and said, "Hello." Well, let's take me to see the wounded first...... Don't look at him, he's fine. ”

Han Qingyu slowly fell down as she spoke.

"He... It's okay, no first aid. Zhe Qiuhong said flatly.

............

Han Qingyu woke up from the sting of alcohol on the wound and opened his eyes.

Zhi Qiuhong, who had put on his white coat again, was wearing a mask, leaving only the eyes that were always direct or straightforward, and were treating his wounds.

Rusty girl and plague chicken stand aside.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Han Qingyu's mind was still a little heavy.

"Almost an hour. Wen Jifei said.

It turned out that it had only been an hour, and I thought it had been a long time, Han Qingyu tried to move, his whole body hurt, and asked, "How are Tangtang and Wu Xian?"

"The hall has woken up. Tie Jia hesitated, "Wu Yi, Wu Yi hasn't woken up yet, and Doctor Zhe said that he doesn't need to be saved." ”

Han Qingyu looked down at Zhe Qiuhong, his eyes bursting with murderous aura.

Zhe Qiuhong glanced at him and said calmly: "You don't need to save it." ”

"......" Han Qingyu said in his heart, how is it possible?

"His wound is slowly growing on its own. If you don't die, just give him time. Zhe Qiu Hongshun pointed to his heart, meaning that the wound in Wu Xian's heart was also growing.

"It's really growing, it's slow, but it's repairing the growth, and she taught me to see. Trying to suppress his excitement, Wen Jifei added on the side, and said: "I think this may be the reason why Wu Yi came all the way before and survived, it was difficult for him to die, right?!"

"......" Han Qingyu's mind was a little confused.

Listening to them, it seems that the meaning of growth is not the concept of wound healing in general.

So is it said that Wu Yi is like a gecko or a crab, can it grow on its own after a broken tail and a broken arm? And even the heart can grow...... Han Qingyu tried hard to understand, but it was difficult.

Zhi Qiuhong looked at him and said calmly: "It's hard to understand?!

"Me?" Han Qingyu finally reacted, thinking about the special situation of molting and repairing after each serious injury, maybe the plague chicken and the rusty girl had already told her...... He struggled to raise his upper body, "So, Wu Yi is the same as me?!"

This time, Zhi Qiuhong looked at him as if he was looking at a student who couldn't understand how to speak, and he was a little impatient, and said, "It's not the same, it's just almost." ”

"Oh. His mind was messed up again, Han Qingyu turned back and lay down, closed his eyes and brushed it, slowly opened it after a while, and asked at the same time: "What are we?"

"I don't know. ”

"Weird...... Alien?" Han Qingyu didn't want to say that he was a monster.

Zhi Qiuhong's hand didn't stop, and while continuing to treat the wound, he thought about it, "You can't say that." I've made an inference before that this situation may be due to a relationship of inheritance, or absorption, plunder. ”

Han Qingyu's eyes became more and more dazed as she explained. Rusty Sister and Wen Jifei were the same, both confused.

Zhe Qiuhong found out, paused, changed the narrative logic and said:

"Assumptions, just assumptions. Suppose there was an abundance of source energy on this planet, hundreds of millions, tens of millions, millions of years ago, and there was something that grew from this. Personally, I call them source beasts, but of course they could be humans. Later, the source energy is gradually depleted, or for some reason suddenly disappears, they leave, or they die. But there is one thing I think you should also know, if the source energy is not actively consumed, it is the most stable existence. So their death is not the same as their death, there is something left behind......"

Speaking of which, giving a little time for the three of them to keep up with their thoughts, Zhe Qiuhong finally said: "These relics happened to be ...... by you Eaten. That's it. Not a monster or an alien. ”

In the words inheritance, absorption, skimming, devouring, etc., Zhe Qiuhong repeatedly struggled for a while, and finally chose a word with the broadest part of speech: eating.

"Of course, this is just my reasoning and imagination. She finally added.

"Then have you ever seen someone like us?" asked Han Qingyu a little nervously.

"Of course. Zhe Qiuhong said: "There are those who have seen it, and there are those who can be inferred." I think there will be more in the future. ”

"Plague chicken, isn't it?"

"No, dice are just a physical handicap, just like some people are born with ED. Zhe Qiuhong calmly gave an example.

If he didn't know what ED was, Wen Jifei would have touched the knife.

Han Qingyu: "Is that rusty girl?"

"No, I've studied her profile carefully, and she's normal. Zhi Qiuhong shook his head, then turned his head to look at the rusty girl, and said, "Her current situation is completely acquired." ”

"Then does she have a way to come out?!" When Han Qingyu asked this, Tie Jia trembled obviously, and Wen Jifei was also a little nervous.

"Yes, but there's only a 10 percent chance at most. 90% and she will die. ”

The three were silent.

If it was before, Rusty Sister would definitely choose to give it a try and fight for the ten percent. But now, she is more afraid of 90%, she is reluctant, even if she will always exist as an iron armor.

"Can I discuss something with you? I can be your team doctor, but I can. In the quiet room, Zhe Qiuhong cut a suture and suddenly took the initiative to ask Han Qingyu.

The doctor on the team? seems to be pretty good, and it's needed. Han Qingyu changed his expression and said politely: "You say." ”

"When you die one day, let me dissect your body. Or that other Wu shirt is dead, let me dissect him. The calmness and uninhibited nature of Zhe Qiuhong's words made the atmosphere in the room plummet.

"Get out!" Han Qingyu looked at her and gritted his teeth and said.