Chapter 63: Good Sons (1)
The expert team was the first to enter the epidemic prevention tent, and there was almost no harm from the poison gas, so the two men who came out at this moment helped Wang Dongmei and Wang Zhanxin into their tent with their hands and feet, and the female expert carried out the aftermath operation.
Qiao Haoyu couldn't find a three-person tent at the moment, which meant that he and the two male experts needed to set up two tents to survive this crisis.
Although those experts were the first to enter the epidemic prevention tent, this does not mean that they are in good shape now, on the contrary, they are the worst resistance in the entire team, and their hands-on ability is almost zero except for the scientific aspect.
With the assistance of the two experts, the packaging was disassembled, the parts were assembled, and the parts were fixed...... Although Qiao Haoyu's movements could still be completed effectively, they slowed down significantly, and the pause in the middle became longer and longer, so that the two male experts had already reacted to poisoning and began to stand unsteadily.
At this time, the female expert also walked out, helped a male expert who was about to faint back to the tent, and then rushed to Qiao Haoyu's side, vigorously patting Qiao Haoyu to keep him awake, and after seeing Qiao Haoyu's signal, he also clumsily threw himself into work.
The scene in front of Qiao Haoyu became more and more chaotic, no matter how slow he was, he couldn't accurately control his hands to reach the position he wanted, and the female expert's resistance was obviously worse, and in the end, he came out as dizzy as the male expert, unable to stand, and sat on the ground.
In the haze, Qiao Haoyu saw Wheezing Tian'er lying on his side at his feet, the position of his belly was rising and falling rapidly, his tongue had slipped out of his kiss, and there was a large area of saliva on the side of his mouth, and his eyes, which had lost some of their lustre, were still moving with Qiao Haoyu's figure, following!
Slowly raised his arm that seemed to have a thousand jun, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't put it to his mouth, his head and arms were staggered several times but couldn't touch them accurately, Qiao Haoyu sat on the ground and turned over and climbed down, leaning on the support of the ground, leaning on the support of the ground, putting his head on his arm and opening his mouth to bite it hard.
Due to the paralysis of the nerves, this bite was very thorough, an oval wound on the wrist was missing a large piece of flesh, blood gushed out along the wound, and the severe pain made Qiao Haoyu temporarily regain his senses, and tried to raise his eyebrows, turned over and stood up, and spat off the minced meat in his mouth, perhaps because he was worried that he would not have a chance for a while, he lifted his spirits again, and looked at the bloody arm and bit himself fiercely.
The two severe pains made Qiao Haoyu regain his ability to move again, looking at the two experts who had fainted in front of him, he could only complete the construction of the tent independently, fortunately, there was not much left, otherwise it would be difficult for one person to complete the tent construction work.
A few minutes later, the tent was finally set up, and Qiao Haoyu was already at the end of his crossbow, staggering and dragging two experts, a man and a woman, into the tent, and after operating the disinfection and sealing, the sky and the earth turned into consciousness as if they were about to fall into a bottomless abyss.
Qiao Haoyu stumbled over to Lu Tian'er, pulled the bag of the tent, his fingers were stiff and did not obey the call, but a movement of unzipping made him fail more than a dozen times before he barely succeeded.
After dragging out of the tent, Qiao Haoyu knew that it was impossible for him to complete the task of setting up the tent again.
In a trance, he looked at Wang Zhanming, Wang Zhanlin and Wang Zhandong's tent with a somewhat dull gaze, and his brain could no longer think about more questions, but his heart was vaguely sour and sad.
If, at this moment, they can come out to help Qiao Haoyu build this last tent, everyone will be able to live.
But at this moment, Qiao Haoyu's dull gaze failed to usher in their figures.
Qiao Haoyu's movements became slower and slower, and then he began to pause, became dazed, and then couldn't figure out the position......
Like a soulless body, relying on the stiff mechanical movements, Qiao Haoyu finally stuffed Wu Tian'er into the inner tank of the tent that had not yet been fully opened, and after spraying disinfectant spray indiscriminately, he groped to close the inner tank. He knew that he had no chance, and his consciousness was drifting away, like a fly in the wind.
For Wang Zhanlin, fear has pierced his liver and gallbladder, and it is all his wish to be in peace for a while, and there is not even an element of jealousy in his death. In a way, jealousy is also a form of pride and unwillingness, which also requires a certain strength and courage of oneself, and his courage has died along with the fear that pierces his liver and gall.
For Wang Zhanming and Wang Zhandong, Qiao Haoyu climbed too high on the peak of morality, and the height became a source of pain for them.
If it is not forgiven, please let this moral pacesetter disappear from your eyes! It's better to disappear completely!
With such a delay, Qiao Haoyu's condition deteriorated rapidly.
The last trace of spirituality in Qiao Haoyu's eyes quietly passed, leaving only an unfocused void. With the stretching of a pair of knife eyebrows, the once vivid face became completely dull, as if giving up the last struggle in the bottom of his heart.
After the fleeting petrified condensation, Qiao Haoyu's chest slowly rose and fell, and the sound of deep breathing could be heard clearly from afar, and he was no longer able to hold his breath.
At this time, the tears of several soldiers and students, whose bodies were still paralyzed but had eased a little consciousness, fell silently, as if something was tearing at their hearts.
Wang Dongmei felt that the position of her heart was shrinking violently, and this kind of pain was tormenting her, and she struggled to get up several times because of the paralysis of her body and could not do so, and for the first time in her tearful eyes, she really understood what heart-rending pain was.
Qiao Haoyu slowly stood up, his eyes were dull and his expression was dull, and a pair of eyes that had long lost their lustor were full of tears, and two lines of crystal slid down on his expressionless face. Is it the pungent and pungent irritation of poisonous gas? Or is it a cry of coldness about human nature?
Qiao Haoyu left, walking towards the north with stiff steps, and gradually disappeared into the breeze of grass......
The crisis was lifted, and those who survived from the brink of death again did not have the joy of escaping, but rushed to their hearts, surging with indescribable sadness.
One may be indifferent to the painful death of an unrelated person in front of his eyes, but an expert, recognized, and positive person who leaves in a sacrificial manner is rarely able to fluctuate without mercy.
It was getting late, and Wang Dongmei, who was the first to recover her physical functions, stumbled out of the tent, looking eagerly around, where could she still see the familiar figure, dragging a wounded leg and kneeling on the edge of the road looking at the vast sea of grass and crying loudly, this may be the first time she indulged in crying after the disaster broke out.
Wang Zhanxi and Wang Zhanyuan, who recovered later, took great risks to go north into the sea of grass to search for Qiao Haoyu, but they failed to find it, even if it was just a corpse.
Qiao Haoyu said goodbye to people in an unforgettable way.
When Wang Zhanming rushed to support Wang Dongmei, who was crying on the side of the road, a "snap" slap that was not loud was particularly harsh at this time, Wang Dongmei did not say even a word to Wang Zhanming, but struggled to stand up and leave him.
This slap didn't even leave any marks on Wang Zhanming's face, let alone pain. However, Wang Zhanming felt that he was completely shattered by this slap, and his slender hand waved the power of disdain to completely destroy him. The face that was not in a hurry was hot with shame.
Lu Tian'er survived, and at this moment he was circling around Chang Xueli, who had always been silent, with a low hoarse roar in his throat, and after Wang Zhanxi and Wang Zhanyuan went deep into the sea of grass but did not bring back Qiao Haoyu, Chang Xueli began to act.
Since Chang Xueli was mostly silent, some people didn't even have a clear impression of him, he belonged to the kind of person who was quiet and almost forgotten, even Wang Dongmei just felt that this thin boy with a slightly fair face was silently following behind Qiao Haoyu like a shadow, silent!
Chang Xueli silently sorted out the items belonging to Qiao Haoyu, including bows and arrows and horse chopping knives, and after placing these items neatly, Chang Xueli walked towards the crowd.