Qian Zhengang opened the locked door, and immediately, there was a commotion in the hall—the sound of suppressed roars, the sound of the body struggling with the bed board as he struggled.

In the hall, there are several dissecting beds, and there are a few zombies lying on them, most of the zombies are dead, and only one zombie is still alive. At this time, he noticed that a living person had entered, and he was writhing on the bed like a fish out of water.

Qian Zhengang opened the curtains of the hall, and the hall suddenly lit up, he deliberately glanced at Feng Zhenzhen's face, and saw that she looked calm and unmoved, and added another point to her in his heart: In addition to being careful, the medical staff must also be bold.

The zombies here have been repeatedly dissected by the people of Yashan, and there are traces of stitching everywhere on the abdomen and limbs, which look like rag dolls, which have been violently torn apart and sewn up indiscriminately.

After the internal organs of the zombie were taken out, they were thrown directly into the garbage basket on the ground, as well as various bandages, alcohol swabs, and splints used in simulated battlefield rescue exercises, or tied to the zombie or thrown on the ground.

Such a scene, if ordinary people see it, they will definitely have feelings of disgust, in fact, even the Yashan people who participated in the battlefield ambulance practice are a little disgusting every time they enter this hall, and Zheng Jiayan is not willing to come in at all when he is alone.

However, on Feng Zhenzhen's face, Qian Zhengang did not see any discomfort. She was born to be a medical worker.

Qian Zhengang came to the only zombie still alive and nodded to Feng Zhenzhen: "See what I'm doing next." ”

Qian Zhengang took a scalpel, picked a piece of skin on the zombie's arm that was still done, and cut it.

The dry skin opened, and a black liquid slowly flowed out of it, and Qian Zhengang took the needle and thread, and sewed it up one by one. Halfway through the sewing, he stopped and said to Feng Zhenzhen: "You can try the rest." ”

Feng Zhenzhen walked over slowly and took the needle and thread. Without a pause, a stitch was pricked.

Qian Zhengang was injecting every move of this beautiful woman next to her, her hand was very steady, her force was very skillful, not heavy or light, there was no extra itinerary, like. As precise as a machine, her movements were a little jerky at first, but the more she went, the faster she went. By the time I got the last few stitches, I was already as fast as myself.

Sure enough, she was born to be a doctor!

Qian Zhengang didn't wait for Feng Zhenzhen to get the last stitch, and said categorically: "From today on, you will be my person." ”

Then he turned around and left, throwing down a sentence: "Your first job is to clean up this anatomy hall, and tonight, there will be new students coming to class." ”

Feng Zhenzhen looked at Qian Zhengang's hurried back. Smile lightly, but also an interesting person.

Feng Zhenzhen stepped into the health center accompanied by Feng Shiqi, and sensed the zombie in the injection hall, the only zombie still alive, and then, by looking at its memory, he learned everything that happened in the injection hall.

The living people of Yashan use zombies as tools for dissection exercises. In Feng Zhenzhen's eyes, this is nothing, zombies still use living people as rations. It's just interesting that when she asked Qian Zhengang to read a book in the office, she also sensed that there was an elderly female zombie in the next room, and she found that it was actually Qian Zhengang's mother.

"A doctor whose mission is to save humanity uses zombies as raw materials for practice. But he loves his zombie mother deeply, and the zombie mother loves him deeply. This place is really interesting. Feng Zhenzhen said to herself: "I came here to work, I really came to the right place. ”

With the addition of a new group of personnel such as Wang Bomin and Zhu Yazhen, the progress of the embankment is getting faster and faster, and the only trouble is that the cement is gone.

Fortunately. Only a small gap 5 or 6 meters wide remains, which has not yet been repaired. …,

Li Bo discussed with Cai Chunlei, Sha Lin and other people who had worked as plasterers before for a while, and decided to use the method of dry tamping.

The stone embankment on the outside is supported by scaffolding, plastered with yellow cement in the middle, and then compacted with mud on the inside, so that even without cement, it is still strong.

Wang Lu also knew that the ancient city wall was poured with Sanhe soil and glutinous rice juice, and the Zhenhai Xiongguan Fort to resist the British and French invasion was built with this thing, and it is still intact, so he asked Li Bo if he wanted to cook some glutinous rice, Li Bo couldn't cry and laughed: "How can there be so much glutinous rice in the town?" Even if I am embarrassed to speak, Lao Yutou has to eat me raw, and now that Yashan has more people, I don't know if there will be other newcomers to vote in the future, he is now looking at the materials tightly. ”

Wang Lu knew about this, Lao Yu Tou was now painful and happy, he had long asserted that because of the impact of the corpse tide, there would be new survivors to vote, and Yashan would enter a period of rapid development. But in this way, the already scarce supplies were even more insufficient, so without waiting for the completion of the embankment project, he urged the armed forces to go out to find supplies.

This also led to the fact that most of the women and children and the elderly are on the dam construction site today, and the adult men are Wang Lu, Li Bo, Cai Chunlei, Sha Lin and a few others. Fortunately, there is not much work left, and this amount of manpower is enough. In fact, if it weren't for the need to guard against zombie attacks, there would have been no need to place even these men.

The erection of hands and feet was erected, the support plate was already in place, Li Bo commanded everyone to start building the wall without cement, the old and weak helped to transport the stones, and a few men to carry the construction.

Although Cai Chunlei only has one right arm left, he will be well nourished during this time, and his body has already recovered, he has his own heart, he doesn't want to be a white eater in Yashan, so he joined the Ministry of Agriculture early and did what he could. Today on the construction site, he pounded the yellow cement with one hand, hung it in a bucket, and lowered it under the embankment.

After all, working with one hand is unstable, Cai Chunlei somehow slipped his hand, and the plastic bucket filled with cement fell down with a roar, and immediately, a scream came from under the embankment.

Cai Chunlei took a look and saw that the bucket was impartial and hit the head of Shalin, who was bending down and pouting to build stones, and detained him with yellow mud.

Cai Chunlei apologized again and again: "Are you hurt?" ”

Shalin cursed in his mouth, wiped off the mud that had been smashed on his head and shoulders, and suddenly shouted: "I'm injured and bleeding!" But it turned out that it was the iron handle on the bucket that knocked him on the head. This handle, originally made of plastic, because it couldn't bear it, so it temporarily bent a few iron bars to replace it, but I didn't expect that the end of the iron bar buckled on the barrel was not handled well, and it was still supported.