The medicines in the store were not all emptied, but sorted out, as long as those anti-inflammatory drugs that were in demand in the last days.

Vitamin tablets, effervescent tablets, etc., are all included in the space.

Wang Lifang and Jiang Ming collected medicines and stacked all the medicines that could be used together, and Zhou Wenwen was very happy to receive them.

Suddenly, Zhou Wenwen felt Jiang Ming's fingers pause slightly, and he looked up at the door.

Zhou Wenwen also followed Jiang Ming's line of sight.

Outside the door was empty, nothing.

But in a breath, a figure was instantly pasted on the glass door.

"Ah...... There are zombies! ”

Zhou Yichen, who was guarding the door, was startled and hurriedly warned.

The lock on the door is broken, and if a zombie rushes into it, it will surely rush into the drugstore.

Zhou Wenwen didn't make a move, thinking about waiting for the zombies to rush in before making a move.

I'm afraid that if the movement is too big, it will lead more zombies away.

The space in the pharmacy is not large, and it will not be good if you are caught in a zombie urn.

The zombie at the door was an elderly zombie in his sixties, with a dull gaze, but he didn't rush in at the first time.

Under the gaze of Zhou Wenwen's family, the old zombie slowly raised his fingers and knocked on the door gently.

The rotten fingers were covered with rotten flesh, and with the knock on the door, a lot of rotten flesh hung on the glass door.

Black carrion and blood slid down the glass door.

"This cutie is so polite?"

Zhou Yichen rode on Erha Rhubarb in fear, hoping that when there was danger, he could carry himself to keep up with the family's large army.

Erha Rhubarb tilted his head and looked at the zombies at the door, his expression was dumbfounded, and no one could understand what the reserve grain was thinking.

"It's not here to buy medicine, is it?"

Wang Lifang was startled, looking at the elderly zombie at the door, an idea suddenly welled up in her heart.

Zhou Liang has three highs, and there is a slight diabetes, so he often comes to the pharmacy to buy some medicine to prepare.

Basically, the elderly have this problem, and there are too many elderly people who take medicine all year round.

Zhou Wenwen also looked at the zombies at the door in surprise, stopped Jiang Ming, who wanted to do it, and looked at it silently for a while.

After the elderly zombie knocked on the door a few times, the people inside did not react.

A muffled growl came from his throat.

"Ho Ho ......"

There was a little hurried roar, and there was a hint of anxiety.

Decaying fingers knocked on the glass door again.

There was more rotting flesh and blood stained on the glass door.

Even if the glass door was not locked, it was a little shaky when it was photographed by the elderly zombie, and it still didn't rush in when it was about to be slapped open.

"This zombie still preserves his sanity?"

Zhou Wenwen muttered, took the Tang knife, and poked the glass door out.

Just in time to let the old zombies in.

"Ho Ho ......"

The old zombie seemed to be a little angry Zhou Wenwen let it in too slowly, and bared his teeth at Zhou Wenwen, quite an old man who looked angry.

It staggered into the drugstore.

Everyone pushed back, leaving a distance as a buffer period.

Even if the elderly zombies pounced directly, they would have a chance to react.

Compared with the horror and bloodlust of zombies, they want to know more, can zombies really be sensible?

If so, how should humanity respond?

After the elderly zombie entered the pharmacy, his eyes fell on Zhou Wenwen's family.

The smell of flesh and blood on their body was uniquely human, and it couldn't help but swallow its rotten throat.

Even the suppressed low roar in his throat was a little more pronounced.

I can't control my instincts when I see it.

However, in the end, it did not rush over.

Just like a human, he stomped his feet in anger and walked straight towards a row of shelves.

Many shelves have become empty, and they have been put into the space by Zhou Wenwen in advance.

The old zombie glanced at the shelves in confusion, as if he had forgotten what kind of medicine he was going to buy.

"Roar—"

There was another roar in his throat.

In the end, I still picked up a box of medicine.

From afar, Zhou Wenwen saw that it was a medicine for beriberi.

Although this zombie has a sense of reason, it is not completely human-like, and its basic judgment has disappeared.

After the old zombie got the medicine, he stuffed it directly into his mouth.

The pill box was not opened, and it was chewed with a click.

Cartons and plastic are all chewed up.

An elderly zombie in his sixties, with a few sparse teeth, can rely on the perverted bite force to bite the plastic into his stomach.

Externally applied to internal.

Zhou Wenwen didn't know if this elderly zombie had athlete's foot, but he knew that eating like this would definitely not cure athlete's foot.

The zombies all exude a rotten smell all over their bodies, and their feet smell like something, which is negligible.

"Uh...... He's so healthy! ”

Zhou Liang looked at the elderly zombie who had been taking medicine, and sighed to himself slightly.

Some people of his age like to take medicine the most, thinking that they can live longer by taking medicine.

Even spend a lot of money to buy some health supplements, which are obviously useless.

But many of the old people in the village love this bite.

He knew an old fellow who had broken up his wife in order to eat health care products, and his family had no money to repair his house when it failed.

I ate a whole body of illness.

It's all the end of taking medicine indiscriminately.

It's no wonder, after all, people are afraid of death and want to live two more years, especially the elderly, who can clearly perceive that their bodies are not as good as before.

You have to take medicine all the time to comfort yourself and make up for it.

Zhou Liang is different from their old people who like to eat health products, he doesn't eat indiscriminately.

He has no money......

After the elderly zombie ate a box of medicine for beriberi, he casually picked up a box of medicine and ate it.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhou Wenwen felt that a smile seemed to appear on the sluggish face of the elderly zombie.

Is it so good to take medicine?

Zhou Wenwen tentatively approached the elderly zombie.

This distance, very close.

Even zombies without arms and legs have to flutter on the ground when they see the flesh so close, screaming and devouring the flesh.

The old zombie kept talking and gave Zhou Wenwen a look, but he didn't rush over.

It was as if medicine was more attractive to him.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Somehow, Zhou Wenwen began to suspect that the fall of all the security bases in his previous life might be related to high-level zombies.

She suspects that there are zombies with high IQs.

She also understood that talking to a zombie seemed a little funny.

But her instincts have always been accurate, and she seems to understand why humans with thermal weapons lose to zombies.

"Squeak ......"

The elderly zombie didn't pay attention to Zhou Wenwen, he took care of the medicine by himself, and every box of medicine was not unpacked, and all of it was eaten in his stomach.

"Sister, don't be scary, how can zombies understand what people say!"

Zhou Yichen watched Zhou Wenwen talking to the zombies, and his scalp was numb instantly.

If zombies are the same as humans, then ...... Isn't killing zombies killing people?

Or is humanity fighting against humanity?

Zhou Wenwen's family turned pale, and they all thought of a possibility.

Jiang Ming stood at the back, his eyes as calm as water, and his nails were almost embedded in the flesh.