"Uh......"

Wu Zong slowly opened his eyes, and the weakness and slight pain in his limbs were transmitted to the awakened brain through the nerves for the first time.

Looking at the dim white soundproof panels of the ceiling and the energy-saving lamps embedded in it, Wu Zong took two seconds to confirm that he was not dead, at least not for the time being.

He tried to sit up and look at it, but as soon as he put his hand on the bed, he found that he couldn't lift his arms as if he was restrained. He looked down and found that he was covered in bandages in circles and circles, like a mummy about to be buried.

"Is there anyone?" Wu Zong shouted weakly while lying on the bed, the effect of the sound-absorbing panels in the independent ward was exceptionally good, and Wu Zong's voice was instantly consumed.

He raised his voice again: "Doctor Qiqi, Lin Xiao?"

There was still no answer, only a slight sound from the heart rate monitor next to him.

A dead silence made Wu Zong's heart hang, and with a sharp stab, Wu Zong picked up the bandage on his body and sat up, and then a wave of dizziness struck, making him almost fall headlong again.

Wu Zong slowed down for a while and looked around-

The room was dim, and he could vaguely see the silent wall watch on the wall pointing to 5:30, which looked like it should be afternoon.

The infusion tube on the arm is connected to the adaptive nutrient feeder, a high-end intelligent life support system developed by Asley Pharmaceuticals in 18 years.

However, the reservoir seems to be empty, and even a small section of his blood has been returned through the infusion tube due to the reduced pressure.

How long have I been lying down?

Wu Zong frowned, pulled out the needle, put on his slippers and continued to shout as he walked towards the door: "Hello?

As he spoke, he usually walked to the door, reached out to twist the door but found that it was not opened, and he shook the handle twice only to find that they had been locked.

"What's the situation?" Wu Zong muttered to himself, turning the lock under the handle.

With a click, the door that had been locked from the inside was unscrewed, and Wu Zong slowly turned the handle to pull the door open to see what was going on outside.

Just as the doorknob was halfway turned, a dark figure suddenly appeared outside the long glass on the door, slammed its body against the door, and hit its head on the glass with a muffled sound.

Wu Zong, the black shadow that suddenly appeared, was frightened, took two steps back, and took a closer look only to find that this black shadow was actually a soldier, wearing a helmet and sticking tightly to the vertical long glass, because the sky was dark, this person seemed to be looking in against the narrow window.

"Big brother, you scared me," Wu Zong was taken aback by the firmness, patted his chest and walked to the door again, complaining while opening the door: "Why don't you turn on the lights, it's scary." ”

As he spoke, he turned on the light at the door with his left hand and opened the door.

As the energy-saving lamp turned on, the white light hit the soldier's face, illuminating his left eye socket, which was already empty of eyeballs, and his face, which had leaked black and red musculature, his blood-red gums leaking out, and the two rows of neat teeth were clattering and clattering in a regular manner, and a gurgling sound came out of his throat.

Zombie!

Wu Zong reflected the moment he saw the soldier's face, and in an instant he felt goosebumps all over his body, and a cool breath went straight to the Tianling Gai along the soles of his feet.

The moment he opened the door, the zombie quickly pounced, but Wu Zong was experienced after all, and the moment he saw that this soldier was not a living person, he instinctively took a step back, and at the same time, the sharp blade at the wrist stabbed out, and the body that formed muscle memory almost did not pass the brain and put on a defensive spur form, the tip of the blade was aimed upwards at the zombie's jaw, waiting for the zombie to pounce.

Poof.

A sound of piercing flesh sounded, and the zombie pounced on the tip of his blade just as Wu Zong expected, and the sharp thin blade passed through the layers of muscle tissue of the zombie's head like cutting tofu, piercing his brain, and his heavy body hung on Wu Zong's blade and did not move.

With a bang, the blade retracted its wrist, and the zombie soldier's body fell to the ground with a sound.

A gust of cold wind poured into the ward in the corridor, shivering Wu Zong, who was only wearing a hospital gown.

He stepped forward and dragged the soldier in, gently closed the door and locked it again, turned off the light again, and the room was silent and dim again, except for the howling cold wind that stirred the windows of the ward.

Wu Zong took off all the clothes on the soldier's body and put them on himself, and then threw the soldier who only had a pair of underwear left into the independent bathroom and sat back on the bed, trying his best to calm down and think about the current situation.

The bad news is that the tactical watch that has just been taken off the soldier's wrist indicates that he has been in a coma here for almost a month.

He was lucky not to die, he survived completely by relying on that life support instrument and his strengthened physical fitness, Wu Zong moved his limbs and took two deep breaths, obviously the super muscle repair ability brought by his strengthening core had made his broken and broken bones basically grow, except for some pain, there was nothing serious in his body.

There was already a drum in his stomach, and Wu Zong opened the bedside table and unexpectedly found that there were still a few bananas and apples in it, but unfortunately they were all rotten.

The bedside said 'Jiyu City No. 3 Hospital', he opened the curtains again and looked outside, except for a slow-moving zombie, there were no living creatures, and the entire third hospital was surrounded by a thick and sturdy double-layer steel wire fence about five meters high, apparently the previous special operations team wisely occupied the hospital with a lot of medical resources, and used this place as a temporary base.

What's happened this month?

Why am I the only one left here?

What about Qiqi? What about Lin Xiao? What about the tiger?

Wu Zong tightened his brows and thought, this is by no means a simple corpse change, taking a step back, even if this place is attacked, Qiqi and they will definitely take themselves away, even if it is the worst case, everyone has no way out, according to Qiqi's temperament, he will die by his side.

But there was no blood in the ward, not even a sign of a fight.

What happened to make them disappear, and where did they go?

Wu Zong couldn't think of a reason even if he wanted to break his head.

At this moment, there was a sudden sizzling sound on the bedside table, which was small but very clear in the silent hospital room.

It was a solar-powered walkie-talkie taken from a soldier.

Wu Zong hurriedly turned around and took the walkie-talkie, turned up the voice as loud as possible, and then, a muffled voice came out vaguely accompanied by the electric current: "Mom...... Good...... Yikes...... Mommy ......"

Although the voice was intermittent, Wu Zong still recognized that it was a little girl's voice, calling for her mother.

There's still someone in this building!

Wu Zong's eyes lit up, maybe he could ask the surviving people in the building what had happened in the past three days, maybe he would be able to find clues to Qiqi and them, thinking of this, he got up and got out of bed and hung the walkie-talkie on his shoulder.

But suddenly, Wu Zong thought of a question, he was excited when he heard the voice of a living person just now, but he didn't expect it - the little girl's voice should have been transmitted to the walkie-talkie through a door.

This also means that there is a zombie soldier who is exactly like the one who attacked her just now, and she is at her door.

Just as I was thinking about it, the walkie-talkie on my shoulder suddenly rang!

Syllable!

Accompanied by the sound of electricity, a crashing sound came from the speaker, although it was noisy, but even the stupidest person knew what it was - zombies slamming on the door.

Wu Zong looked at the fragile wooden door of the plywood in his ward, and his heart tightened, he knew that this broken door was not even as strong as the one in the tiger's dormitory, and it wouldn't take long for the zombies to hammer it up.

I'm running out of time.

Wu Zong stuck the waist buckle of his backpack and moved left and right, I have to say that this combat uniform fits quite well, and he is sure that there is no tension on his body Wu Zong quickly pushed open the door of the ward, like a vigorous civet cat into the dim corridor.