"Cold medicine, gunpowder, antipyretics, tsk, anti-inflammatory drugs?" With the gradually quieter howl, the zombies downstairs had stopped slapping and began to wander aimlessly again.

In some damp rooms, accompanied by a few howls from time to time, Chen Mo kept rummaging for medicine with a flashlight, and finally after looking for a minute, "Since there are no anti-inflammatory drugs, it's you!" Chen Mo muttered alone and put the bottle of aspirin in his hand into his pocket.

Got up and patted the ashes on his body, Chen Mo walked to the door with a wooden board and a bottle of mineral water in his hand and a flashlight as usual, just when Chen Mo stepped out of the corridor with half a foot.

"Zila~Zi~"

"XC1, XC1, please reply if you receive it, please reply if you receive it, this is Shelterer Four in W City."

With the sound of a sizzling electric current, the corner where the corpses were stacked suddenly sounded a human voice, and Chen Mo, who heard the sound, 'W City', turned pale, and then quickly walked to the side of the corpse and began to rummage.

"xc1, xc1 received please reply!"

Finally, Chen Mo laboriously removed the corpse and found a walkie-talkie with an antenna.

"This is XC1, where are you?"

With Chen Mo's somewhat cold voice, the walkie-talkie came into the walkie-talkie, and the other side of the walkie-talkie fell into silence, and the walkie-talkie in Chen Mo's hand, who had been silent for about ten seconds and frowned, rang again.

"Here is the shelterer, the owner of the walkie-talkie? Let the owner of the walkie-talkie answer! The voice from the other side seemed a little impatient, and Chen Mo, who was frowning, felt that something was wrong and immediately spoke: "The owner of the walkie-talkie has been attacked by zombies and is currently dead." ”

There was another three or four seconds of silence, "Wait a minute, you say..."

"You're looking for death! Where's my dad? Let my dad answer, how can my dad die! Even if your whole family dies, my dad can't die! You're clearly just..."

"Talk to me when you think clearly!"

'Click'

Chen Mo, who had a gloomy face, turned off the switch on the side of the walkie-talkie immediately, and Chen Mo, whose face was constantly twitching, held the walkie-talkie in his hand tightly, and Chen Mo, whose finger joints were a little white, slowly spoke to the air in front of him.

"W City, Shelterer, good! That means that Sister Xuanxuan has a high probability that she is still alive. Chen Mo, whose face was so gloomy that he could drip water, slowly got up and walked to the door again.

'Crunch'

Chen Mo, who pushed open the door, saw that Er Zhuang had fallen asleep panting under the candlelight, and Zhuangzi looked at Er Zhuang with a tense face and an anxious look on his face, and then Chen Mo walked towards the two brothers with a tired expression.

Zhuangzi, who heard the voice, turned his head and got up and walked towards Chen Mo, "Go and take out the hemp rope and dagger in my backpack, cut the hemp rope into small hemp rope, and then connect this wooden board to fix Er Zhuang's thighs and calves." Hearing Chen Mo's hoarse and tired words, Zhuangzi hurriedly took the wooden board and mineral water and began to rummage through the hemp rope and dagger.

Sitting on the bed, Chen Mo looked at Zhuangzi who was cutting hemp rope, and immediately took out the medicine in his pocket, "This is aspirin, although it is not an anti-inflammatory drug, but it is an analgesic, give it to Erzhuang to drink, it can relieve it." Hearing Chen Mo's somewhat tired voice, Zhuangzi hurriedly walked up to Chen Mo and took the medicine bottle.

"Brother Chen, you can rest quickly, I have seen other people's fractures, I know how to fix them, it's really troublesome for you." Some eager Zhuangzi said to Chen Mo with a concerned face.

"Hmm."

Without saying much, Chen Mo directly rolled up the quilt and took a long breath, measured his body, closed his tired eyes and prepared to rest.

On the other side, Zhuangzi, who made a legging plank, gently woke up Erzhuang, and as soon as he woke up, Erzhuang let out a low cry of pain, took out two aspirin pills and asked Erzhuang to take them with mineral water, and then Zhuangzi put the quilt in front of Erzhuang and let him bite it.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh!"

With Er Zhuang's whimper, Zhuangzi also forced Er Zhuang's legs straight with sweat on his forehead, and fixed his thighs to his calves with splint clips.

"Whew~"

Zhuangzi let out a sigh and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead with the back of his hand, looking at his younger brother who had been fine for a few hours in front of him like this, Zhuangzi couldn't stop feeling distressed.

"Hey, second brother, I didn't take care of you, if it weren't for these monsters, we would be harvesting wheat by now."

Remembering that when the apocalypse broke out, he and his younger brother happened to be in the town, and there were man-eating monsters everywhere, and he and his younger brother went from confused and scared to helpless, but when he saw the helpless appearance of the second strongman, he instantly rushed out of the town with his younger brother like an enraged bull, and the two brothers who rushed out of the town looked at each other until two days later, they had to accept the reality and resist.

Zhuangzi, who looked guilty, silently lowered his head and sighed faintly and said to Er Zhuang, but only a heavy gasp echoed him, and Zhuangzi looked up at Er Zhuang with an unbearable face, only to find that Er Zhuang had fainted again.

'Whew'

Zhuangzi who walked to the head of the bed blew out the candle and made the already dim room lose the last bit of light, and in the darkness Zhuangzi slowly knelt and lay on the head of the bed, listening to his brother's unsteady breathing, Zhuangzi fell asleep groggily with tiredness and worry in his eyes.