The sky is cloudless, the sun is shining, the Lincheng People's Hospital is gloomy, on the path between the surgical building and the internal medicine building, a one-meter-high pitcher plant is green and verdant, vibrant, and there is a hint of blue light in the green, which looks out of place compared with the wilted flowers and plants in the surrounding green belt.

What's more special is that the pitcher plant also has an egg on its head, yes, it is the kind of egg you think, a white as jade, round egg, and the pitcher plant also carefully uses vines to tie the egg firmly to the young leaves on the top of his head. The zombies in the open space behind the hospital have been almost cleaned up, and they have basically become a meal for pitcher plants, and Si Qingli's energy point, only two or three scattered are left wandering around, anyway, they are not interested in the plant pitcher plant without any flesh and blood, and naturally they will not take the initiative to come up and send them to death.

Just when the pitcher plant was working hard to clean up the zombies in the hospital, Yuan Zhengtian, who was traveling with him, was not idle, he had been working hard to find an opportunity to enter the surgical building, after this period of time together, Si Qingli also knew that he came to the hospital to save the little Jiaojiao in his mouth, that should be a very important person to him, he could ignore life and death like this, and risk his life.

As time passed little by little, Yuan Zhengtian's mood became more and more anxious, there were too many zombies, densely appearing in any possible corner, and they responded to every call, as long as they smelled a little human smell, they would exhale, and use their numerical advantage to crush any possible opponent, Rao is vigorous Yuan Zhengtian can only be helpless about this.

In the end, Yuan Zhengtian, who didn't come up with any other way, could only use himself as a bait to lure the zombies to the enlarged version of the pitcher plant rooted in the land one by one, so that the zombies were eliminated efficiently and environmentally friendly, and there would not be even a little bit of slag left.

Yuan Zhengtian was also curious about the unexpected egg that suddenly appeared on the top of the pitcher plant's head, but whenever Yuan Zhengtian wanted to get close to the egg, the pitcher plant, which had been living together peacefully and mutually beneficial, immediately changed his face, waving a long vine, driving away the curious Yuan Zhengtian, after trying a few times, except for adding a few more traces of being whipped by a long vine on his body, Yuan Zhengtian found nothing.

Considering the good appetite of the pitcher plant that will never be satisfied, Yuan Zhengtian doesn't want to rush the grass, after all, the life safety of Xiao Jiaojiao is the most important, and he has to keep the pitcher plant as a zombie scavenger, as for the mysterious egg, there will always be a chance in the future.

Yuan Zhengtian cautiously looked left and right, making sure that there was no danger, the zombies in the open area had been cleaned up nine times out of ten, and the remaining few were not enough to pose any threat.

Slowing down his steps, Yuan Zhengtian, who came to the side of the pitcher plant, looked at the pitcher plant with two or three vines wrapped around and protecting the eggs densely, and he didn't realize it, so he simply pointed in the direction of the surgical building, and through the glass door of the surgical building that was locked from the outside, Si Qingli saw a lot of zombies densely packed, crowded together, it was a little difficult to even want to walk, and he couldn't even move his legs.

Si Qingli, who knew what Yuan Zhengtian meant, took the initiative to pull out his roots from the damp soil, divided them into left and right feet, and walked towards the surgical building with a sway.

"Look, look, look, the grass that walks."

"Really, boss, you see, that grass is so weird, and it actually has an egg, haha."

A young, energetic male voice shouted loudly.

"Shut up, do you want to recruit zombies?"

A delicate with a little softness, a little bit of charm in the softness, at first glance it sounds like the yellow warbler out of the valley, the kite cries and the phoenix chirps, and the crisp and loud but tactful and soft female voice sounds.

This voice is really crispy to listen to, what kind of beauty has such a tactful voice.

Si Qingli, whose ears were half crispy, swirled in the egg, and looked through the translucent eggshell at the place where the sound came from, as if it was from the top floor of the surgical building.

"Let's go, let's go to the surgical building." Si Qingli urged the pitcher plant.

The surgical building of Lincheng People's Hospital has a total of nine floors, which is not too high, and the place where Si Qingli works is in the anorectal department on the fifth floor.

As a busy doctor with almost no weekends, Si Qingli is most familiar with his family and colleagues, colleagues in other departments are still just acquaintances, and they can barely be regarded as nodding friends, but what about colleagues in the same department who are opposite to him day and night?

What should I do if I see them turn into zombies who have no thoughts and only know how to eat and kill?

Absorb them as energy points too?

Si Qingli's heart was also very conflicted.

Forget it, it's all in this world now, let's take one step at a time, I hope a few more people can survive.

The sweep on the first to fourth floors of the surgical building ended quickly under the joint efforts of Yuan Zhengtian and Nepenthes in Si Qingli's confusion, and there was no living person, and there were stumps, broken meat, blood and zombies everywhere.

Looking at the safety staircase leading to the fifth floor, quietly, without a trace of popularity, Si Qingli took a deep breath, what should come is always impossible to escape, and there is no point in escaping, commanding the pitcher plant to walk up firmly.

"Roar~~~Roar~~~"

Halfway up the safety staircase, I heard the familiar roar of zombies, what's going on?

Nepenthes is not in the recipe of the carnivore zombies, the zombies I have seen in the past few days have turned a blind eye to the pitcher plants, and Yuan Zhengtian, who has consumed a lot of physical strength, is still behind the pitcher plants, how can the zombies have such a big reaction, is there still a living person?

It has been three days since Si Qingli was eaten by his own pitcher plant, and it has been three days since the end came, and Si Qingli excitedly urged the pitcher plant when he thought that there were still people alive, especially if it was his colleagues who got along day and night.

It's close, it's close, it's close, a large wave of zombies gathered at the door of a closed room, it's the treatment room, by the way, there are a lot of infusion bags, glucose, saline in the treatment room, and sometimes some little nurses like to hide some snacks in the treatment room, with these things, maybe someone has a chance to survive.

Yuan Zhengtian, who was a little late, heard the familiar roar of zombies at this time, and guessed that there might be someone alive, and suddenly became excited, Xiao Jiaojiao, you must live, live and wait for me to save you.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, come and count, how many zombies are there?

Although Yuan Zhengtian was so anxious that he was about to burst into flames, fortunately, he still retained some sanity in this damn last days, and looked at the door of the treatment room about 20 meters away from the entrance and exit of the safety staircase.

After counting, 26 zombies were densely packed at the door of the treatment room, where only two people could pass through side by side, and a carnival party was open.