Ling Xiu's physical condition was extremely bad, his back was injured by the explosive energy of the grenade, and his flesh and blood were scorched, if it weren't for the support of a strong mind, he would have fainted at this time.

Others were also exhausted, both mentally and physically.

The three monks sorted out a room in the building where the ranch station escaped the S3 collision for Ling Xiu to rest, and also found a lot of healing medicine from the room where Dr. Zhao collapsed, and carefully treated the wound on Ling Xiu's back.

Although Luo Yun'er is a brain doctor, she is also a nurse and has joined the ranks of helping.

As for Jiang Linghui and Cao Ju, they were in a posture of not caring about themselves, if it weren't for Luo Yun'er's insistence, they would never stay.

Ling Xiu was almost bandaged into a mummy, and could only lie on the bed, the sting that burned his soul made him unable to say a word, he only gritted his teeth and silently endured this torture, beads of sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Brother Seven, if you want to call out, you can call it out, it may be better to call it out!" Seeing Ling Xiu so uncomfortable, the pigskin felt sour.

Ling Xiu smiled in a complicated manner and was silent, not having the strength to speak.

"I have been scalded by boiling water, if I don't put it in cold water for a moment, the burned part is like being burned by fire, the pain is unbearable, and a large part of Seventh Brother's back is blurred with flesh and blood, and the pain I bear must be unimaginable." Lao Ba frowned.

"You still need to be stupid~ force me to say, I'll ask you, is there any way to alleviate the pain on Brother Qi's body." Pigskin shouted angrily.

The eighth thought for a while and said, "Why don't you put the seventh brother in cold water, this method should be able to quickly remove the burning sensation." ”

"No, his wound can't touch the water, it's easy to get infected!" Luo Yun'er categorically vetoed.

"Miss Luo is right, Brother Seven's injuries are not ordinary burns and scalds, you two fools, don't have any bad ideas." The monk counted the pigskin and the two people down.

As the pain intensified, Ling Xiu finally couldn't bear it anymore and fainted from the pain.

In the coma, the memories of the past revived like a tide, and familiar faces emerged, Ling Xue, Tang Xiaomo, Zhang Yifei, Chu Liyue, Yang Shiyun...... Everything becomes clear, it becomes clear, no longer vague and ethereal.

Memories awaken, and the power of frozen mutants quickly awakens!

Beneath the layers of gauze, the wound on his back healed at a rapid pace, rejuvenating and growing new flesh.

It was already evening, and the monks were sitting around the campfire eating snacks outside. Because he couldn't get along with Jiang Linghui and Cao Ju, the scene was very quiet, and everyone didn't say a word.

"Squeak~"

Ling Xiu pushed open the door and walked out, he removed all the gauze on his body and replaced it with a black shirt and black slim pants.

Black and vertical hair, oblique and straight sword eyebrows, slender and sharp eyes, slender and tall but not rough figure, the neckline is slightly open, revealing the fair skin inside, he just walked towards everyone step by step, like an eagle in the night, and there was a handsome and unruly atmosphere in his independence.

The three monks, Luo Yun'er, Jiang Linghui, and Cao Ju were all stunned, their backs were blown up to the flesh and blood, and it was already a blessing in misfortune to be able to save a life, if you want to recover completely, it will take at least three months, but what's going on now? Seventh Brother (Ling Xiu) seems to have recovered?

Ling Xiu walked to the campfire in their astonishment and sat down next to the monk, and it wasn't until he opened his mouth to ask if there was still vultures that everyone came back to their senses.

"Yes, yes, and so many!" The monk hurriedly unzipped his backpack and placed it in front of Ling Xiu.

Ling Xiu was not polite, grabbed a piece of barbecue and ate it.

Pigskin and Lao Ba ran over excitedly: "Seventh brother, you ...... Are your injuries healed? ”

Ling Xiu smiled: "Okay! ”

The pigskin couldn't help but reach out and touch Ling Xiu's back, touching the smooth skin, not the erosive back, and suddenly shouted in ecstasy: "God, it's really God!" ”

"I'll touch it too!"

The eighth didn't believe it, and also reached out to touch Ling Xiu's back, and when he felt that it was a flat back, he also exclaimed, "Okay, Seventh Brother's injury is really healed, it's just amazing!" ”

It seemed that they still felt unbelievable, and the two took turns touching it over and over again, and Ling Xiu followed them, only concentrating on eating the barbecue.

"You two idiots get out of here, it's time for me to touch it!"

The monk pushed the pigskin and the eighth child away, and touched Ling Xiu's back with trembling hands, it felt like he was about to take off the clothes of a sleeping beauty, and the excitement and excitement were irrepressible.

After confirming that Ling Xiu's injury was really healed, the monk was stunned for four or five seconds before coming back to his senses: "My ancestor Di Rulai, Seventh Brother, you are definitely not human!" ”

Ling Xiu turned his head and looked at him with a strange gaze.

The monk was embarrassed, scratched his bare head, and said with a smile: "I mean, Brother Qi, you are a god, and only a god can heal such a serious wound in such a short time." ”

Ling Xiu shook his head helplessly: "Don't make trouble, sit down!" ”

The three monks took the order and sat back in their original positions, but their mood was still uncontrollable and excited.

Luo Yun'er only woke up at this moment, her red lips opened lightly, and asked, "Ling Xiu, is your injury really healed?" ”

"Hmm"

Ling Xiu nodded, "Thank you Miss Luo for your concern!" ”

"How is this possible, I have seen your injury with my own eyes, it is very serious, and it has been ......"

"Even the dead can be resurrected as zombies, and there are many things in this world that have broken the perception of the past, and some impossible things have become probably normal." Ling Xiu interrupted with a smile.

Hearing this, Luo Yun'er suddenly realized that her sister Jiang Linghui was infected with the virus and did not become a zombie, but also had a very strong strength, isn't this also shocking and incredible?

Thinking of this, he fell silent and tried to accept it.

"Brother Qi is right, everything is possible!" The eighth man echoed.

"Hmph, he's just pretending to be ~ forced!" Jiang Linghui snorted lightly and glared at Ling Xiu very unkindly.

"Even if it's pretending ~ forced, then our seventh brother also has the capital to pretend ~ force!" The old eight-lip gun to the right.

Jiang Linghui was very dissatisfied, stood up with his hands on his waist, and shouted at Lao Ba: "Hey, what's going on now, if Miss Ben hadn't stepped forward during the day, you would have been torn to pieces by that big ugly monster from the pile of corpses, where is your turn to fight with Miss Ben now!" ”

"According to what you say, do I have to offer you as an ancestor?" Lao Ba said in a deep voice.

"You ......"

Jiang Linghui gritted her teeth in anger, she felt that the eighth child was too much, and she didn't know how to be grateful at all.