For Xilin, Huo Ding specially arranged a single room ward.

Not long after Cillin was sent to the ambulance room on the aircraft, there was a fierce rush of fire below, as well as the roar of heavy weapons. It seems that the big black rat has gone crazy.

Judging from the sound of the firepower, the Black Rats are not attacking as organized as before, and the confusion of the leader's thinking has seriously affected their actions.

"Yo, it looks like the decisive battle has begun."

Said a paramedic who was treating Cillin's wounds. Listening to colleagues say that the crisis is almost over, their tone is a little more relaxed.

The ship of medical reinforcements has arrived at the space station outside the planet, and some emergency medicines have also been sent over, and when it is almost solved here, it is estimated that the remaining medical staff on the ship will be sent to help.

"Yes, Huo Tou'er has this victory in his hands." Said a paramedic who brought in the medicine. Looking at Xilin lying on the bed, the medical soldier asked, "Are you also a student?" ”

Cillin nodded.

The medic made a "strong" gesture, "I heard from my comrades, you are all very good. However, the academy called Harder is a bit of a pity. ”

"Harder? What happened to him? Cillin was shocked, indeed, he hadn't heard anything about Harder until now.

"In the intensive care unit, I heard that I was injured a few times to save my teammates, and I was injured one after another in the subsequent battle, the antibody serum injected did not work, and the rat venom has penetrated into the internal organs, and I heard that it can't last long." The medic said regretfully. It was only a cadet, only a teenager, and they were just a child for them, and it was really commendable to be able to bravely participate in this battle, and not to abandon or abandon their comrades in that situation.

Cillin got up from the hospital bed and jumped down, "What ward is he in?" ”

"Upstairs, the third emergency room on the corner from the right."

"Hey, your wounds haven't ...... yet"

"I can't die." Cillin ignored the few medical staff next to him and walked out of the ward and upstairs.

Walking upstairs, without looking at the house number, Cillin saw several soldiers with bandages on their bodies standing at the door, they should be members of Hard's group, and there was also a person who was squatting with his back against the wall, holding his head and crying dumbly, it was That's Thatch.

At this moment, the door of the intensive care unit opened, and the treating physician came out and rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, "I'm sorry, it's still not working, the several serums injected are useless." He is very strong, obsessed, and has survived until now. Go and see him, he ...... It can last five minutes at most. ”

Thatch and a few members of the team almost rushed in, looked at Hader, whose whole body had begun to turn black and fester, wiped his eyes, took a deep breath, and walked to Had's side.

Harder was wearing an oxygen mask, and it was clear that he was having trouble breathing. The eyes are so swollen that they can't see the original outline. From the gap between the slightly open eyelids, Harder could vaguely see several people next to him, and now not only was his vision severely blurred, but even his hearing had decreased a lot. But he knew who these people were, and he knew who they were when he looked at the blurred figures.

Harder couldn't make a sound, and Sirin could only know what Harder was talking about by the shape of his mouth.

"I ...... No...... Think...... Dead ......"

"It's okay, you won't die, didn't you say that you want to be a general, and when the time comes, you will go back and despise those bastards who talk cool things with your nostrils!" Thatch snapped, almost roaring.

Tears from the corners of Harder's eyes were blood-colored and dripping on the white pillow. He knew very well what was waiting for him, time was running out, but he really wanted to go back now, even if it was to communicate with his home, but it was too far away, and it was too late for the communication signal to be transferred.

Looking at the gaze between Hard's eyes, Cillin knew that even at this time, Harder had no regrets, he didn't want to die, but he didn't regret it.

Díaz once said: in the army, on the battlefield, the general is in charge of command, and the soldier is in charge of death.

But the soldiers have the glory of the soldiers, they have their convictions. Die without regrets.

Raising his hand, Cillin put his finger on Hard's hand, which seemed to be giving his comrades the last encouragement, but in fact, Cillin was analyzing the toxins in Hard's body, and then synthesized specific antibodies according to these toxins, secreted specific antibodies from his fingertips, penetrated from the pores into Hard's skin, and reached all parts of Hard's body through blood circulation or other means.

Thatch, who had been trying to discern what Harder was trying to say, suddenly found that Hard's eyes were suddenly closed, his lips stopped moving, and tears immediately flowed.

Cillin poked Thatch, who was immersed in grief, wiping away tears, with his hand: "He's just asleep, you look at the heartbeat fluctuations shown on the instrument." ”

Thatch: "......"

Good...... It seems like I'm really asleep.

After five minutes, the heartbeat fluctuations are still present.

Ten minutes later, it seemed that the jump was getting stronger and stronger.

After making sure that Hard's life was safe, Cillin patted Thatch on the shoulder, "Call the therapist over, it is estimated that Hard's vitality is too tenacious, and the Grim Reaper will not accept him." ”

"Oh." Thatch was still in a trance, and called the therapist over as Sirin had said.

Looking at the ambulances who were busy left and right, Xilin shook his head and left. But instead of returning to the ward, Cillin went to the makeshift analysis room, where some researchers were busy. Some of them escaped from the base before, and some of them came to support with the hospital ship later, but so far they have only analyzed a dozen toxin antibodies, and many soldiers who were scratched by black rats and infected with rat venom are still waiting for an unknown, detoxified antibody serum.

Cillin sighed, he really overestimated them! He really felt the same disappointment that Mo Heng had when he looked at the other researchers at Qiyao Mechanical Engineering Institute.

"Hey, who are you?"

"Get out of here, this is not the place for you warriors!"

"It's just undisciplined, I don't know what to do, don't get in the way of our work!"

The group of people didn't pay attention to what they said, walked straight to the side of a molecular synthesis analyzer, and lifted the collar of the researcher sitting there, the man raised his eyebrows and was about to say something, Xilin didn't look at him, took out a portable pistol, and aimed it at the mouth of the person who was about to speak.

As soon as he saw Xilin pull out his gun, the surroundings suddenly fell silent, and a few people by the door ran out to call the soldiers.

Sitting down in front of the instrument, Xilin scanned the case on the operation panel and stopped looking, his eyes were just staring at the screen, he withdrew the gun and freed his hand, and pressed his fingers on the operation panel, but the key landing point was accurate, as if he was very familiar with this instrument.

The hand speed was getting faster and faster, and it seemed to be extremely proficient, and not only that, but the research institute in the room found that the instruments in front of them began to operate spontaneously, and the analyzed data was automatically transmitted to the Xilin instrument.

In such a short period of time, this guy actually controlled all the instruments in the analysis room!

Several researchers began to accuse Cillin of fooling around. Gradually, however, the researchers in the analysis room fell silent.

I saw that the molecular formulas on the screen of Xilin's instrument were taking shape, and the data displayed next to the rotating molecules had already made everyone understand that they were not qualified to speak out now.

One, two, three...... I didn't know exactly how Xilin did it, but I only saw nearly a hundred antibody molecule diagrams displayed on the screen.

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