Fortunately, Junjie was in a coma and couldn't feel the movement outside.

Everywhere seemed to be covered with frosted glass, and Suo Yu felt the wall and walked forward, finally sitting down at his desk, prostrate on his desk.

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath.......

She picked up the syringe on the side, which she had prepared for herself before, and when she saw Junjie's symptoms, she prepared some potions for herself, just because she was afraid that she would suddenly become ill.

A bottle of MK858 powder, and a bottle of Suan potion, injected intramuscularly.

She was going to open the powder bottles, fill them into the Tousuan potion, and inject herself with a syringe.

Inside, there was no sound.

Suo Yu took it over and over again, but she couldn't open it, she couldn't unscrew the bottle of MK858 powder.

No matter how much your mind controls, you can't lift your hand. What to do?

Suo Yu was anxious, she knew that she was really sick......

No one will come in outside, everyone is afraid of infection. Zhao Zikai took her and Junjie's blood and went to study it, and he wouldn't come over to inject her......

She lay on her desk, looking at the bottle of powder that was close to her, but she couldn't do anything. It's close at hand, but it's far away from the end of the world, and it's powerless to return to the sky.

.......

Soyu fell into a coma, and she felt that she might die in a coma.

She seemed to feel her feet touching the cold waters of the Netherworld......

It's cold, it's surprisingly cold all around.

Toot toot~

Suddenly, the sound of her phone pulled her back.......

Suo Yu shook violently, and the sound of the mobile phone was still vibrating, which scared her all over her body.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that everything around me was still frosted glass, and there was no frosted glass that had not been wiped clean.

Suo Yu saw his phone, which lit up with red and green, two buttons.

She didn't hesitate, even if it was a commotion call, listen to her last words, she felt like she was dying, even if she died, find someone to talk to.

Junjie was unconscious, and she had no one to talk to.......

She trembled her hands and finally clicked the green button on her phone, God knows, she was in a cold sweat just now, and she was afraid that she clicked the red button and refused to answer the call.

"Hey......." she said in a trembling voice, faintly like a mosquito, and she doubted that the person on the other side could understand.

"Suoyu?"

The male voice, with a deep voice, calls her name, long and affectionate.

Suo Yu felt that the voice was familiar, and she searched her memories and finally found who the voice was.

"Ai ...... Mugwort....... Ai Zhenlin? ”

"Well, it's me, your voice is wrong?"

"I ......."

In times of crisis, even a stranger can be a lifesaver for Suoyu, and now that Suoyu feels that her body is getting weaker and weaker, she also knows that she has no extra nonsense to talk about.

"Ai ...... Ai Zhenlin, I ....... Sick ......."

"What's wrong with you? Suo Yu? ”

Listening to Ai Zhenlin's eager voice, Suo Yu instantly felt like crying.

She tried her best to hold back her tears, but she couldn't help crying, sobbing and talking to him: "I'm sick...... I'm ....... Infected M33 and now ..... I can't see it clearly now....... I want to give...... I injected myself, but I ...... I........ I can't unscrew the bottle of powder....... I....... I can't unscrew it. ”

Ai Zhenlin's voice was magnetic, hoarse and eager, and gently comforted Suo Yu: "Good, don't be afraid, you turn on the mobile phone." ”

"Hmm....... I....... Open....... I turned on the amplification, but I couldn't hold it...... Can't get my phone up...... I...... Isn't it ....... Very useless? I want to inject myself...... I can't get an injection......."