The child's mouth full of fangs is open, don't look at the child's mouth is relatively small, it can easily puncture the skin, but it can't be compared with the perspective of a normal human.

Before he could react, the kid stretched out his arm and grabbed his thigh and bit him down.

Mo Shen put both hands on the child's shoulders and did not let the child lean up. That kid didn't have the same strength as the monsters before, and after being restrained by the ink ginseng, he couldn't move an inch, but he could be flexible

stretched his neck, so that Mo Za was almost bitten.

Mo Shen kicked on the child's navel with all his strength, originally thinking of kicking the child away to distance himself, but he didn't expect that the monster that the child had become was not as strong as the monsters they had encountered before.

With just one kick, he kicked the child to the side of the tiled floor, and then rushed out of the room bypassing the child who had fallen on the floor.

When Mo Shen came to the hall, he thought about leaving here, after all, that kid was not a master to be messed with. But suddenly he remembered that the medical kit had not been found, so Mo Shen fell into a dilemma.

The strong desire to survive tells Mo Shen that he should leave here, and the fear is also warning that Mo Shen will die if he hesitates any longer.

But Mo Shen's conscience told him how he could ignore his companions, now it was different from before, and now this kind of place full of crises and dangers is no longer easy to survive.

Mo Shen asked himself about his own ability, it was absolutely impossible for him to survive in this collapsed city by himself.

Besides, even if you have the ability alone, you can't do everything, you always need the help of others, and you still don't have a team to be strong, after all, in this last world, only by relying on each other can you keep the only remaining hope.

With this in mind, Mo Shen left behind all his worries and fears and walked into the secondary room next to the main room.

As soon as he entered, he smelled a very strong smell of blood, which was like scrap iron in the factory, which was extremely unpleasant.

The iron element in the air can be said to be extremely rich, and through the nostrils of the ink ginseng, it goes straight to his brain.

Mo Shen covered his nose and tried to isolate the smell, but it was useless, the smell was like a homing missile that found the target, and it drilled into his nostrils relentlessly.

Ink Ginseng wanted to find the source of this smell, and as soon as he took a step, he felt as if he had stepped on something, soft and not as hard as the floor.

Mo Shen looked at his feet, and there were two corpses at his feet, and there were no traces of corpse spots on the corpses, which should have been dead for no more than four hours, that is, not long after death.

The reason why Mo Shen knows this is because his father is the dean of Linlang Medical College, and he usually teaches students the structure of the human body and the dissection of cadavers at the school.

This knowledge was taught to him by his father at home on a whim when he finally came home.

His father is not the kind of pedantic person, and it is better for his children to choose what kind of career they like.

Therefore, Mo Shen's father did not force his child to study medicine, if he didn't want to know that knowledge, his father might not be willing to tell him!

After all, he was still young at that time, and he should not have been exposed to this knowledge.

Mo Shen recited a Buddhist scripture to the two corpses on the ground, hoping to give them a transcendent degree so that their souls could ascend to heaven.

After reading it, Mo Shen sighed for a while, and the two corpses on the ground looked like the child's parents, presumably the child's parents were bitten to death when they entered the room to visit the child.

Thinking of this, Mo Shen couldn't help but shiver, and his heart beat faster due to the nervousness.

Feeling his own heartbeat, Mo Shen never understood who was going on, why did these people suddenly become like this?

If it weren't for the man I'd seen before with the mutilated lower body, I'd have been bitten by now.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a white box with a red cross on the desk next to the bed.

Presumably this is a medical kit! Mo Shen thought so.

Mo Shen walked forward quickly, took the medical kit in his hand, and just as he was about to leave, he saw the drawer under the desk be pulled open a little.

Mo Shen was looking at the drawer and hesitated for a while, as if there was a feeling in the dark that made Mo Shen subconsciously open the drawer.

When the drawer was opened, it was filled with textbooks from elementary school, as well as homework books written in crooked fonts.

Seeing these books seems to bring back memories of Mo Shen's childhood.

............

"Mommy, Mommy, when is Daddy coming home?" The child furrowed a strong brow, and the expression of dissatisfaction seemed to be written on his face.

A woman wearing a red scarf did not answer the child's words, still kneeling on a futon and praying, in front of a Buddha statue.

"It's been a long time since he's come back to eat with us." The child said something again, as if trying to get the mother's attention.

The child's mother turned her head and frowned slightly: "Didn't I tell you not to make a lot of noise during the pilgrimage?"

"If you do this, you will cause the Buddha's dissatisfaction, and the Buddha will blame him."

The child's eyebrows furrowed even tighter, and he said, "Dad works in the hospital every day, and he goes to teach students after work, when can I eat together from 9 to 5?"

I saw the child's mother kneeling on the ground again, clasping her hands together and saying: "Don't blame the Buddha, the child is not sensible, my Buddha is merciful, forgive my son."

"Mom, you're just too superstitious about this, what's the use of talking here every day! I can't let my dad come home early for dinner. The child pursed his lips and looked at his mother with a dissatisfied expression.

Hearing this, the child's mother turned her head and scolded, "Have you finished your homework?" Coming out early in the morning? “

The child's eyes wandered around, and he said, "Huh? I........ I'm done. “

The child's mother knew the child too well to see that the child was lying, so she raised her hand and grabbed the child's ear.

"Ahh Pain...... Pain...... Pain. The child grabbed the mother's arm and tried to get her mother to let go.

"Do you know it's wrong?" The child's mother looked at the child with a serious face.

"Got it, got it, do it right away." The child was pulled and begged for mercy.

The child's mother let go of the child's ears and stared at the child with her hands on her hips as she walked into the room.

Seeing the child enter the room, the child's mother sighed and scolded angrily: "That dead ghost doesn't go home every day, and he doesn't care about the child when he goes home."

............

Mo Shen was holding a primary school textbook in a daze with his eyes intently, and at some point crystal tears flowed out, and his clothes were splashed with tears.

"Eh~heyhe!"

A strange scream suddenly woke him up, and Mo Shen hurriedly looked back, and even forgot to wipe his tears.