"Hiss......" A huge pain came, and Cao Ping also opened his eyes with this huge pain. However, as soon as I opened my eyes, my eyelids were wet with raindrops, and I instinctively closed them again.

The second time he opened his eyes, Cao Ping blocked it with his right hand.

Outside, the sky was dark, and it was raining cold, biting rain. Cao Ping realized that his whole body had been wet, and his body was trembling unobeyed.

I felt my waist, but fortunately my waist didn't hurt this time. Just as he was about to sit up, there was a "......hiss" sound, and Cao Ping was lying on the ground again. After taking a few breaths of cool air, Cao Ping raised his head and looked at his legs. His scalp was numb, because Cao Ping saw that his leg was smashed by something and was stained with blood. The pants had long been tattered, and the flesh at the base of the leg of the right leg had been turned up, wet and white by the rain.

At this time, the nerves in Cao Ping's whole body really recovered.

Hurt......

Huge pain......

Cao Ping lay on the ground, his fingers digging deep into the soil. Cao Ping felt like he was about to die of pain. Except for the slight pain in his right hand, every inch of his body seemed to be being whipped with an iron rod. Really feel every inch of your skin.

After convulsing on the ground for a while, Cao Ping actually slowly adapted to the pain in his body, although the pain still made him breathless, but he could already think.

Where is this? By the way, airplanes? Crashed? Is Uncle Li's ghost? What about Tiny?

Cao Ping turned his head hard, but Cao Ping couldn't see anything in the majestic rain curtain.

The rain was still falling, and the wound was so painful from the rain that Cao Ping was a little in shock. Squint your eyes and take a closer look at your surroundings. A large tree was found not far away, and it seemed to be somewhat dry underneath.

dragged his injured leg and crawled over with all his might. The injury on his left hand has not been healed, and this time he doesn't know where the injury is, both legs have lost their intuition, and they can't exert their strength, so Cao Ping can only rely on his right hand that is not much injured to crawl forward. Every time his right leg was involved, Cao Ping couldn't help but inhale the cool air.

I don't know how long I crawled, but my scalp suddenly couldn't feel the rain, and when I looked up, Cao Ping found that I had reached the bottom of the big tree.

The leaves of the big tree are really dense, and I don't know what kind of tree is still full of dense green leaves in this winter weather.

Breathed a sigh of relief under the tree, under this big tree, the rain barely drenched Cao Ping. Just a few meters away, Cao Ping climbed for nearly half an hour, and by the time he reached the bottom of the tree, he had begun to almost collapse.

Taking a few breaths, Cao Ping struggled to stand up, leaning his back against the trunk of the tree. First, I inspected my left hand and found that there was no injury except for a large bruise and a huge pain, and finally I endured the pain and touched the bone uneasily, and then I was relieved.

Looking at his legs, Cao Ping smiled bitterly, he didn't know how long he had been unconscious, and the wound had stopped bleeding. In Cao Ping's view, it didn't hurt the arteries, which is a good thing.

Cao Ping, who had a little medical knowledge, boldly guessed that it should not hurt bones and arteries. That's easy, just bandage it, but it's going to get infected. In any case, the most important thing at the moment is to bandage it first, the wound is not far from the arterial blood vessels, and if the movement pulls the blood vessels again, it will die.

Tearing off his tattered pants, a chill hits. The pants are still the cartoon cotton pajamas that Liu Lichen and Zhang Yumei found in the business district. At this point, the cotton is exposed.

After bandaging the wound, Cao Ping leaned against the tree and gasped to rest. Thinking about your situation.

According to memory, the plane crashed, taxied into a mountain slope, and finally crashed headfirst into a lake in the mountains. Cao Ping fell unconscious after a few hits of the plane, but before he fainted, he could still remember that the plane seemed to split into several pieces. So, was he thrown out of the broken plane? Is everyone scattered?

In the sound of "click......" In the roaring rain, Cao Ping clearly heard the sound of a branch being trampled off. Cao Ping held his breath nervously. He sounded Uncle Li once said that the plane was sprayed with a kind of gas, and the zombies around the hundred miles would be attracted by madness, although I don't know if the person who came was a zombie, but it was better to be careful.

Grabbing a dead branch, he held the sharper end and faced the figure walking by. I couldn't help but lean up.

The figure in the rain curtain is getting closer and closer, and it is getting clearer and clearer. Although Cao Ping didn't know who it was, he put his mind at ease and could be sure from his walking posture that it was not a zombie.

The people who came were fascinated by the rain, and they should not have noticed Cao Ping, but continued to walk forward. Cao Ping hesitated, not knowing whether to stop him. At this time, it must be one of them who can be in the mountains, but looking at his clothes, he is not like a person he is familiar with. Those soldiers were all wearing military uniforms, Liu Lichen and they were all wearing cartoon pajamas, and the black clothes worn by the grandfather were embroidered with a martial arts character. This man apparently does not have one of these three characteristics. Then it may be Zhang Jiuhu's person, a little unlucky or even Li Jie's person.

Undoubtedly, these two groups of people are not right with themselves, and now Cao Ping's situation is bleak, it can be said that a child can easily kill him. So he didn't dare to shout out to stop the comer.

Squinting at him, from the size of the person, many people can be excluded, this person is relatively thin, and does not have the muscles of Asda and Zhang Jiuhu. Is it the one named Xiaoji next to Zhang Jiuhu? That man is a sinister villain.

The tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop, Cao Ping himself prays that he can leave quickly, but the imagination is beautiful, but the reality is too cruel. This person obviously didn't like rainy days either, and when he saw that there was less rain under the tree where Cao Ping was, he walked in directly.

The four looked at each other, and both of them were stunned. The man was amazed, and there was another man under the tree. Cao Ping was surprised that this person was actually Zhang Jiuhu's team doctor. It seems that the surname is Li, and everyone calls him Dr. Li.

Cao Ping thought that he should not have any hatred with him, but he still looked at him vigilantly, holding the hand of the sharp branch and blocking it in front of his chest.

"I didn't expect there to be another person here, your name is Cao Ping. I happened to ask you something...... "Dr. Li didn't treat himself as an outsider, and walked to Cao Ping's side and sat cross-legged in a place where there was no rain.

Cao Ping was relieved when he saw his movements, it seemed that he really didn't intend to harm himself, at least not now. Looking at him suspiciously, "Do you know me?" ”

Dr. Li smiled and pressed Cao Ping's wound with his hand, Cao Ping's body arched in pain, and scolded, "You M, I'll kill you believe it or not." Holy...... It hurts me to death. ”

"This wound will fester, in this weather, at most a day, and then sepsis, and then you will definitely die. But what...... You answer my questions, I give you treatment. After Dr. Li finished speaking, he took out a large bag of things from the inner pocket of his clothes, including needles and many colorful small bottles of potions.

Cao Ping inhaled a cool breath and stared at Doctor Li with a murderous expression, but apparently the latter didn't care, squinted his eyes and said, "You think about it." And he closed his eyes and refreshed himself.

There is simply no room to think, answer questions and die? What is there to choose.

Cao Ping took a deep breath, "Yes, I don't know what you're going to ask me, but as long as you're willing to save me, I'll tell you everything I know." However, you must save me before I can tell you. ”

Dr. Li looked at Cao Ping with a sneer, "Are you sure?" ”

The two glanced at each other, and Cao Ping was defeated not long after. Leaning limply beside the tree, he muttered, "Alas...... You ask. ”

Dr. Li laughed, but didn't ask, but began to remove the strip of cloth that Cao Ping tied the wound, and he actually treated it first.

Tearing open the cloth strip and wiping it with a transparent liquid, Cao Ping almost scratched off the hair on his head in pain, but fortunately, Dr. Li's technique was extremely fast, and in a few strokes, he bandaged the wound and injected something on his buttocks.

Cao Ping, who was slumped in the tree, could barely breathe. Dr. Li patted him on the shoulder and said, "Give you ten minutes to rest, and then ask my questions honestly, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death." ”