Mo Shen opened the door and walked out, and saw that there seemed to be a person on the side of the road, but that person was far away from him, and he couldn't see very clearly, and he couldn't identify who was there.

When Mo Shen approached, he took a closer look and knew that this was not the person who had been waiting for him outside.

I saw that the man was leaning on a stone at this time with his head bowed, and his posture was motionless, thinking that he was seriously injured.

Mo Shen shook the box in his hand and said, "Rain marks, I got the medical box!"

After Mo Shen finished speaking, the man didn't make a sound for a long time, as if he didn't notice the person who called him to change him.

"What's wrong with you? You okay? Mo Shen walked up to the man quickly, bowed his head and asked.

I saw that the man was still with his head down, and he didn't make any reply or movement, as if he was maintaining a cold superior posture and was there.

"Rain marks? Are you talking? Mo Shen looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression, and suddenly his heart moved, isn't it already a lottery?

Since Mo Shen was standing and looking at him, Mo Shen had no way to see what was going on with him at the moment.

So Mo Shen could only squat down, this squatting didn't matter, but it scared him.

I saw Wu Yujian with his eyes closed tightly, and his forehead was full of sweat. The previously bitten arm has begun to take on a gray area, with a red pustule in the middle of the wound.

The originally fair-skinned arm was now covered with tiny red lines, criss-crossing and intertwining into a vein-like pattern similar to a net.

The vein pattern faintly exudes a dark red light, and if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that those lines seem to come to life, spreading on Wu Yujian's arm.

"Damn, are you infected with Rain Marks?" Mo Shen is not stupid, seeing this injury, it is naturally related to those monsters.

"You're holding on for a while, I'll look for something that can be disinfected." Ink Ginseng put down the medical kit and rummaged through it.

Where's the disinfectant water, the disinfectant water, the disinfectant water? Mo Shen shouted anxiously in his heart.

The ink ginseng rummaged in the box for a while and did not find the disinfectant, but there were a lot of bandages and hemostatic patches.

Mo Shen sighed, he had worked so hard to find it for so long, and he didn't even have a working one, which really gave him a headache.

As soon as he wanted to close the medical box, Mo Shen accidentally observed that there was a mezzanine inside the medical box.

It may be that he was rummaging in a hurry before, and he didn't notice that there was a mezzanine in this box.

A glimmer of anticipation ignited in Mo Shen's heart, and then he opened the mezzanine inside the box.

Sure enough, it did not disappoint the ink ginseng, and a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide solution and a small pinch of cotton were placed in the mezzanine of this box.

Regardless of whether the ink ginseng has any effect or not, apply it first, and then talk about it, anyway, if you don't apply it, you will die, so it's better to try it.

Mo Shen directly opened the lid, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, poured it on Wu Yuchen's wound. It's not that he doesn't want to use cotton, but he dips it in cotton, which is too slow, and the effect is more significant when poured directly.

Sure enough, the hydrogen peroxide poured into the pustule of the wound and a thick white smoke rose from it, which was very similar to the monsters with sulfuric acid in their mouths before.

Strange, isn't that supposed to be white foam? How can it emit white smoke? Mo Shen looked at the situation on the wound with a puzzled expression.

Before Mo Shen could think about it, he saw that the pus began to swell, and the veins began to squirm gradually.

"Damn, paralyzed, why is it more serious? This broken disinfectant is useless at all, and it also causes more toxicity" Mo Shen frowned, scolded, threw away the disinfectant in his hand, and the potion was scattered all over the ground.

Anyway, this potion can't cure this virus, so why keep it, if you want a fart, just throw it away.

Mo Shen put his hands on Wu Yujian's shoulders and shook it, and said, "Yuzhen, you have to persevere!" I'll think of something else. “

As if sensing something, Wu Yujian's long eyelashes suddenly moved, which meant that the call of the ink ginseng still worked after all.

Wu Yuchen opened his eyes with difficulty, as if there was a cloud in front of him blocking his vision, and the person calling for him in front of him was completely blurred in his eyes.

There seemed to be a familiar call in my ears, and the call faded away, sometimes as if it echoed in my ears, sometimes as far away as a century away.

But even in this state, Wu Yuchen knew very well who the person in front of him was. That earnest tone and anxious demeanor, if it weren't for someone who knew him, would he behave like this?

Although Wu Yuji's specific appearance is not clear, the general appearance can still be seen, and he is not completely blind.

Besides, in this world, in this deserted and crisis-ridden street, who else would be so kind to save themselves?

Except for people who are familiar with themselves and who are very good with them, I'm afraid no one else will do this!

"Don't touch me, you'll be infected!" Wu Yuchen frowned, he slapped the ink ginseng's hand away, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching, proving that he was suffering great pain at the moment.

"It's okay, I've also been bitten, I'm not afraid of infection." Mo Shen barely managed to squeeze out a smile, trying to make his expression better.

Wu Yuchen raised his head violently, looked at Mo Shen with a painful face, and said, "Kill me."

Mo Shen was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "What are you kidding? We have finally lived until now, how can you not cherish your life? “

Wu Yuchen grabbed Mo Shen's hand and said, "Kill me, you at least have a chance to live, I am already seriously infected."

Speaking of this, the expression on Wu Yuchen's face became even more painful, his eyes began to redden, and the red lines on his arms began to squirm towards other parts.

Mo Shen shook Wu Yujian's hand and encouraged: "You have to believe that you can persevere!"

Hearing this, Wu Yuchen showed a smile of relief, although he looked terrifying now, he didn't have any sense of crisis.

"With a brother like you, I will die without regrets."

"Come on, hurry up! Otherwise, you'll be the one who will die! Wu Yuchen let go of Mo Shen's hand and smiled indifferently.

In fact, how could Wu Yuchen not know that he was about to die, even if he persevered, he would only become a humanoid monster in the end.

Hearing Wu Yuchen say this, a trace of ripples appeared in Mo Shen's heart, and a little mist gushed out of his eyes for some reason.

How could he not know what the consequences of becoming those monsters would be, in fact, they all knew very well that the situation was hopeless at the moment.

Mo Shen held back tears and scolded: "You are a fool, you are not worthy of my rescue at all."

Wu Yuchen's eyes moved slightly, nodded, and said, "Yes, so hurry up and do it!"

Ink Ginseng pulled the silver blade out of his trouser pocket, and the blade let out a buzzing sound as soon as it came out of the trouser pocket, followed by a brilliant silver light.

Mo Shen held the silver light blade high above his head, his hand trembled slightly, and said, "I shouldn't have taken risks to save you repeatedly, I should have let you die at the hands of that monster in the first place."

"Yes, you're right." Wu Yuchen bit his lip, his eyes moved away from the ink ginseng, and he no longer looked at the ink ginseng, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold back his crying.

Mo Shen didn't look at Wu Yuji for some reason, but looked up at the sky and said, "You guy, go die!"

Mo Shen waved his raised hand down, and the silver light flowed, and in a moment it turned into an inch of sword light falling from the sky.

This time, Wu Yujian's vision was no longer blurry, but became extremely clear, more transparent than before.

Although the silver sword was sharp, at this time, Wu Yuji could clearly see through the knife that two lines of crystal tears flowed out of the ink ginseng.

"Good brother, see you in the next life!"

After speaking, Wu Yuji couldn't hold back for a while, and tears poured out like gushing spring water.