That's our food, it's our prey!

Antibiotics have been unable to suppress the rampant growth of the virus. It is already integrated with the cells in the host. Chen Po's heartbeat was frighteningly fast, she could even hear the sound of her heartbeat clearly in her chest, compact and close, threatening herself, tearing at the extremely weak control command from her brain, but she couldn't ignore it.

Chen Po remembered her wedding night many years ago, that is, the night she changed from a girl to a woman.

She even remembered He Dashan.

That's something that has only happened in recent times. On that bed in the morgue office, the man with a sturdy physique like an ox used the most savage way to make himself feel the physical comfort that a woman needed again.

However, it was a kind of forcible possession, the result of the release of male hormones.

Chen Po's thinking became confused, but the intense hunger did not disappear at all.

She staggered, clinging to the wall, and stumbled toward the back room. In front of the refrigerator, Chen Po stopped, opened the refrigerator, stared at the red eyes, and couldn't wait to take out a large bowl of raw beef with a bright red surface from inside.

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Po opened her mouth, and with indescribable urgency and madness, she bit down the already cut beef pieces in the bowl.

She didn't tell Liu Tianming that she had been secretly eating meat.

Taking large amounts of antibiotics did not seem to have any effect, nor did it relieve the hunger in Chen's body. In recent times, her appetite has increased exponentially. The reason why I thought of selling the house was to lend money to Liu Tianming on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was also Chen Po's own needs.

Virus-infected cells are also picky. They don't like pork very much and prefer beef.

The day before yesterday, ten kilograms.

Yesterday, eleven kilograms.

This morning, Chen Po bought back 20 kilograms in one go.

There is no need to visit the meat stalls in the evening market anymore. Chen Po found that if she went to buy meat in the morning, she could even buy beef liver at a very cheap price from a butcher. This food is more to your own appetite.

As he swallowed wildly and savagely, the hunger in his body gradually lessened. When she swallowed the last mouthful of bloody beef liver, Chen Po finally woke up from her madness. She closed the refrigerator and turned around with a blank expression, returning to the pool.

There was blood all over the body. When I gulped down the beef, a lot of blood splattered on my clothes. Chen Po let go of the faucet, washed the dirt off her hands, and then picked up a comb from the side and slowly combed her hair.

Liu Tianming has said that antibiotics can suppress infection.

However, these drugs do not seem to have any effect on themselves.

What went wrong?

……

Office workers love their weekly routines, and He Dashan is no exception.

Except for Kunqu opera lanterns, he actually doesn't have much of a liking.

Of course, this is only a façade. He Dashan likes a lot of things. For example, gambling, drinking, such as the shampoo girl in the hair salon......

After the opening of the subway, it has become easy and fast no matter where you want to be in the city. There's no need to wait for the bus, because the subway never makes you wait for half an hour or even more than an hour on the platform. But He Dashan just likes buses, not subways. The reason is simple———— the difference between a five-yuan fare and a one-yuan fare is too great.

Xinghua Lane, this place, He Dashan has been to many times.

It is located in the heart of the city, next to the bustling business district, and is surrounded by two primary schools and a secondary school. Although a large number of houses have been demolished and many new ones have been built in recent years. However, among the rows of high-rise buildings, there are still many old houses that have existed since the last century.

Chen Po's house is in Xinghua Lane. The urban construction company has sent people to contact the residents about the demolition and relocation many times, but the two sides could not reach an agreement on the issue of compensation, and the matter was shelved. It's a real prime location, and everyone wants it.

He Dashan walked into Xinghua Lane with his hands behind his back, humming a little song in his mouth, taking square steps, and leisurely.

Although the relationship with Chen Po has not been good recently, He Dashan does not think that there is anything wrong with him. What's more, Chen Po is notoriously soft. Everyone already has that kind of relationship, and they all work in the same unit, as long as they spend more time grinding and making this woman happy, things will become easier.

For women, He Dashan has always believed that he is very means, and it is also his biggest advantage.

He came here today to see the house.

Since knowing that Chen Po has a house here in Xinghua Lane, He Dashan will come over for a walk almost every rest day. In his opinion, it was what was in his pocket. Although his name has not yet been left on the real estate certificate, it will be sooner or later. As long as you persuade Chen Po to be willing to get married, and then wait a few years, the house money will have her own.

The door was open, and a cacophony could be heard inside.

He Dashan was very surprised, as the instinct of a security guard, he subconsciously made him feel that he had slipped into a thief. Just when he was extremely nervous and took out his mobile phone to call the police, he saw a decorator holding building materials come out of the house, followed by a middle-aged man he had never seen before.

Although he understood what was happening, the sense of responsibility as the owner of the house still swelled in He Dashan's body. He strode over, his left hand crossed his waist, blocking the middle of the road, pointing at the other party solemnly and yelling, "Hey! What do you do? ”

The decorator and the middle-aged man looked at each other. After a few seconds, the middle-aged man reacted first, and shouted at He Dashan in a local accent very unhappily: "What's wrong?" What kind of thing? ”

He Dashan was enraged by this rhetorical question, and immediately quickened his pace and rushed forward. At the door, through the open door, He Dashan saw that there were several other decorators inside, measuring the ground and preparing various building materials.

"What is it? What are you doing in my house? He Dashan blushed and shouted thickly.

"What? What about your house? ”

The middle-aged man felt confused for a while. After standing there and thinking about it for a long time, he suddenly reacted and suddenly realized: "Oh! I see, you're the original landlord here, right? ”

He Dashan didn't answer, just stood there, the anger on his face was still gone, but there was a faint feeling of something bad in his heart.

"Come, come, come, smoke a cigarette!"

The middle-aged man was very enthusiastic, took out a cigarette, handed one to He Dashan, and was busy taking out a lighter to light it for him, and said with a smile: "I just bought this house yesterday." Speaking of which, it's better to buy it through an intermediary. I never recognized you as the landlord. I bought this house and lived in it myself, so I asked someone to come and see it today and redecorate it. Come on, come in and have a glass of water! ”

He Dashan felt as if his brain had been smashed with a heavy hammer, and he was dizzy.

What, this house has been sold?

This, that's more than a million! If we wait, the demolition company will offer a better price, and maybe we can get more.

Chen Po ...... That damn slut!

Selling the house was such a big thing, and he didn't even tell me about it, and sold the house quietly.

Nima's, just your old and ugly look, Lao Tzu is willing to go to you, that is, he has taken a fancy to your house.

Now, he's gone!

What the middle-aged man said later, He Dashan didn't have the heart to listen to it at all.

He blushed and turned away angrily.

For a few seconds, He Dashan really had the urge to pinch Chen Po to death.

No, I have to find this shameless old woman quickly and ask clearly what is going on.

……

Night is falling rapidly.

The night at the 29th People's Hospital was no different from usual. As the hands of the large electronic wall clock on the exterior wall of the hospital moved closer to midnight, the surrounding crowd gradually became scarce, and the traffic on the road became less dense and the speed of driving became faster.

Po Chen sat in her office in the underground morgue with a lunch box in front of her, filled with large pieces of cut raw beef. She grabbed a piece with her left hand and stuffed it into her mouth. While chewing slowly, I was very careful to suck on my fingers stained with cow's blood.

She's on the night shift today.

Hunger seems to be running through the body all the time.

Since she has to go to work, Chen Po can only bring raw meat to the office to eat quietly. She had brought three lunch boxes of raw beef, and she had already eaten two of them, but her hunger had not been alleviated much...... Obviously, there wasn't enough food, so we had to hold on as much as we could before dawn until we got home.

Heavy footsteps could be heard on the stairs above. Chen Po was a little puzzled, and hurriedly covered the lunch box, opened the drawer in front of her, and stuffed these things that could not be seen by others. She picked up the napkin placed next to her and wiped the corners of her mouth to make sure that there were no flaws, and then slowly leaned down towards the back of the chair behind her, her face calm, no different from usual.

Although He Dashan was angry, he was still quite clear-headed.

He knew that if this kind of thing was shouted in public, he would not have the slightest reason at all. Luckily, that damn bitch is on the night shift today, and in the morgue where almost no one goes, I should have a good talk to her.

Outside the window, He Dashan's burly figure appeared.

He's actually very careful.

Starting from the top staircase, He Dashan tiptoed down slowly. The windows of the morgue office were open, and the light reflected off Chen's faint projections. He saw Po Chen eating there, and he also saw that there was no one else in the room except Po Chen.

After confirming this, He Dashan walked down with confidence, and the footsteps could naturally be heard by Chen Po.

Before he could sit down, Chen Po had already opened her mouth and said, "What are you doing here?" Get out, this is not the place for you. ”

He Dashan was very annoyed, but he tried to control it, and did not show it on his face.