In the corridor of the Seventh People's Hospital, the lights are dim, and at this time, Zhengzhou's power supply system has gone wrong, or it will not be long before the whole city will be cut off.

The snow-white walls were covered with black and purple dried bloodstains, some of which were splashed, as if they were sprayed, some of which looked like marks left by people in bloody clothes leaning against the wall, and some of which were a blood-colored handprints patting the wall and then pulling out a long blood stain, the shape of the blood stains was strange, as if it was a child's graffiti, but this graffiti was very scary.

The doors of some of the wards were shattered, and from the outside in, the room was in shambles, the beds had been overturned, the vases on the bedside tables had been smashed and shattered, and there were several tearing scratches on the overturned beds.

On the floor of the corridor, there were a lot of bloody footprints, flat shoes, leather shoes, high heels, and even animals, fist-sized patterns like plum blossoms, which seemed to be the footprints left by some kind of big cat.

Several people sat on benches in the hallway or stood against the wall in front of the door, silent for a moment, and no one spoke.

The terrifying corridor, the eerie atmosphere, and the cries of women came from the hospital room.

Song Xiaoyu shrunk her neck, looked around cautiously, leaned in with a little fear to An Jie's side next to her, and called softly: "Sister." ”

"What's wrong?" An Jie, who was looking down and thinking about something, raised her head and glanced at Song Xiaoyu.

Song Xiaoyu pulled the corner of An Jie's clothes with one hand, tightened the gun in his hand with the other, and squeezed An Jie again: "Do you think it's so weird here, there is not a single zombie, not a single corpse, but the corridor is full of blood." Song Xiaoyu looked around nervously.

"The corpses have all been eaten, the zombies should have all gone out, what is there to be afraid of." An Jie pinched Song Xiaoyu's nose: "Don't think about it, girl, it's okay." ”

If they encountered one or two zombies when they broke in, and encountered a few corpses that were gnawed and disfigured, Song Xiaoyu would not have this expression, these things have seen a lot, and there is nothing to be afraid of, but there is nothing but nothing, clean, it is too clean, except for blood stains or blood stains, this is terrible.

The flickering dim lighting, the unusually quiet atmosphere, and the constant cry of the square piano in the room all cast a terrifying hue over the corridor.

This...... No wonder Song Xiaoyu was afraid.

There is a saying that the unknown is the fear.

"It's so clean, no zombies, no people, no corpses, except for blood or blood, it's really clean" Song Xiaoyu muttered to herself, leaning tightly against An Jie.

In the long corridor, Song Xiaoyu's voice was not loud but clear.

Obviously, there was no wind, but everyone's bodies were obviously cold.

Zhu Ying, who was sitting on the bench to the right of An Jie, glanced at Geng Minmin, and looked at the darkness at the end of the corridor, in the haze, there was nothing.

Kuroko, who had been leaning against the door to the left of the door and had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened, very bright in the darkness, looked around, and then closed again, his body did not move from beginning to end, he always carried a desert eagle in his hand, and the black leather case was placed at his feet.

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In the ward, Fang Qin hugged Zhu Wen and cried.

Zhu Wen felt the faint death aura on Fang Qin's body in his arms keep coming, and his mood became heavier.

Fang Qin cried enough, her crying voice was hoarse, and she began to cough violently again, Zhu Wen hurriedly patted Fang Qin's back and put her on the bed for her to lie down.

It took a while for the cough to subside.

"I'm cold." Fang Qin said in a somewhat weak voice.

Zhu Wen: "Where's the quilt?" ”

"Hold me, don't have a quilt, I want you to hold me." Fang Qin took Zhu Wen's hand and said coquettishly.

Zhu Wen got into bed, lay beside Fang Qin, hugged Fang Qin tightly, and Fang Qin buried his head in Zhu Wen's arms.

"Brother Wen, do I have a stink?"

"It doesn't stink."

"You liar, I can smell it myself."

Zhu Wen lowered his head and gently kissed Fang Qin's forehead: "I like everything you are." ”

There was silence for a while, and Fang Qin arched in Zhu Wen's arms, and he didn't speak.

Zhu Wen spoke first: "Where are you hurt?" ”

Fang Qin took Zhu Wen's hand and placed it on his shoulder, there was a small hole in the shoulder of the red tight leather coat, which seemed to be pierced by some kind of cone-shaped sharp object.

Put Zhu Wen's hand in that position: "Here, I bandaged the inside myself." ”

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, I'm unconscious." Fang Qin's voice was extremely low, and he suddenly raised his head again and said excitedly: "Will you save me?" You're not lying to me, are you? ”

Zhu Wen didn't answer directly, but said, "Give me your hand." ”

Fang Qin handed over his hand, and Zhu Wen pinched Fang Qin's wrist with one hand and took Fang Qin's pulse.

The pulse is very weak, but it is not disordered, the virus seems to be unconsciously eroding Fang Qin's body, making her weaker and weaker, and then when Fang Qin's body is weak to a certain extent, it suddenly explodes, completely destroying the vitality of Fang Qin's body, occupying this body, and making Fang Qin alienated into a zombie.

Faintly, Zhu Wen seemed to feel that Fang Qin seemed to have an extra pulse, a pulse that should not appear in the human body at all.

Zhu Wen put his fingers on Fang Qin's neck and touched her arteries, and he could still feel the pulse that should not appear, although the pulse beat very slowly, only once every half a minute, and it was so weak that it almost made people feel that it was Cheng Dù who was an illusion at all, but Zhu Wen still noticed it.

The virus lurks in the body of the infected person as if it were a living thing, waiting for the moment to kill with one blow.

"How do you feel right now?" Zhu Wen put Fang Qin's hand down and hugged it tightly.

"It's cold, I don't have the strength to do it, it's as uncomfortable as I had a bad cold when I was a child, and my control over my body is getting weaker and weaker, originally after I was infected two days ago, there is nothing abnormal in my body, I thought that with my physique, I should be able to carry it, isn't there only a 90% chance of mutation? It's just that I didn't expect that this afternoon, my body suddenly sank, my body began to be cold, and my limbs slowly began to weaken, and when I called you, the whole person was already paralyzed on the bed, and I didn't even have the strength to get out of bed. ”

Zhu Wen finally knew why Fang Qin only called him today to tell him about the infection, and he still didn't hide from it.

"Can you feel the presence of the virus?" Zhu Wen asked again.

"Yes, except for the head, it is all over the body, and it has spread...... Brother Wen...... Can you really save me? Don't lie to me, if you can't, you'll kill me with your own hands, and it's better to die at your hands than to become a zombie. ”

"How long do you think you'll live...... I mean, how long does it take for it to mutate? Can you feel it? Zhu Wen didn't answer her question and continued to ask.

"Perhaps...... One day! Or ......" Fang Qin hesitated for a moment and paused: "Three days? I don't know, maybe half a month. ”

Zhu Wen listened to Fang Qin's words, thought for a while, and said: "Our Zhu family has a kung fu called "Guiyuan Washing Recipe", which was created by Zhu Qi, the head of the Zhu family at that time, during the Song Dynasty. ”

"At that time, there was an elder in our Zhu family who was poisoned by the short-lived grass, only seven days to live, this person is Zhu Qi's own uncle, Zhu Qi has been very close to him since he was a child, his uncle was poisoned, Zhu Qi was sad overnight, and then in just four days he created this kung fu "Guiyuan Washing Method", the legend that the source of inspiration for the creation of such a kung fu is to cut the hair and wash the marrow, and the hair and marrow is to clean the impurities of the human body, and this kung fu will not only clean the impurities in the body, but also internal strength, hidden diseases, internal injuries, external injuries, poison, As well as the ability to control the body, it is cleansed, so that the human body returns to the state it was in when it was first born, and after being cleansed, even walking has to be relearned. ”

"It's amazing!" Fang Qin sighed, but said with some concern: "But can it be useful to me?" “

"Yes." Zhu Wen said affirmatively, and then said in a lengthened voice: "But ......"

Fang Qin's originally somewhat relaxed mood sank again: "But what? ”

"But...... If you want to perform the Guiyuan Washing Technique, you must have an innate realm. ”

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