Tu Ran opened the pass that Li Wenchuan had given her.

The soldier carefully checked whether the date was today, and checked whether Tu Ran's appearance was consistent with the photo, and only after confirming everything did he let her in.

"Stay safe." The soldier said intimately.

Tu Ran nodded.

Found under Building B, a deafening gunshot came from inside, accompanied by screams.

Tu Ran hurriedly rushed into the corridor to check, and saw two guards from the executive department carrying a stretcher coming towards him.

A corpse lay on a stretcher.

It was a man, his eyes widened, his black eyes could not be seen, and it was all terrifyingly white.

The neck was bandaged with a white bandage, and from under the bandage spread out black veins that singuled and intertwined.

Bulging cyan veins had crawled up his cheeks, enveloping his entire face like a spider's web.

And on his forehead, there were three or four black bullet holes scattered there, and blood was gushing out at this time.

Blood flowed on the snow-white stretcher and was left on the ground from the stretcher.

A stretcher passed by Tu Ran's side.

Blood splattered on her boots.

Tu Ran looked down, and the blood stains on the ground were shocking.

Not one, but an infinite number.

Staggered on the snow-white floor.

The footprints of the people stepped on it, like a blood-colored plum blossom.

It's not this one person who has mutated, it's many, many people.

Tu Ran raised his feet and walked towards the elevator, which stopped on the tenth floor.

Tu Ran turned and walked towards the stairwell.

Walking quickly to the fourth floor, Tu Ran stepped into the corridor and was greeted by a blood-soaked wall.

The blood had dried up and turned black, and several bloody handprints were shocking.

"Sister Ran!"

Ding Naiqing shouted behind him.

His voice was tired.

Tu Ran turned around and saw Ding Naiqing walking over with a gun.

The bruises under his eyes were very noticeable.

"You go and rest, and I'll do the rest." Tu Ran said.

"Okay." Ding Naiqing didn't shirk either.

He's too sleepy now.

"Sister Ran, there are two pioneers on this floor, six guards, and four doctors, and there will be a guard team patrolling regularly, you can ask them any questions."

Ding Naiqing tiredly introduced the current situation to Tu Ran, "I am in charge of these five wards, this one mutated, one was bitten to death, and only one person remained." ”

Tu Ran looked through the glass window of the ward door and saw that there was a person lying on the hospital bed, covered with a quilt.

Ding Naiqing walked to another ward and said, "There is a doctor in this room who has mutated and bit to death the doctor who bandaged his wounds, so there are only three doctors on this floor now." ”

"I've reported the situation here, but the medical department is short of staff and can't have extra doctors."

Ding Naiqing pointed to another room, "Those two doctors live in that room, they will regularly bandage the wounds of these people in the ward, and we need to be responsible for their safety." ”

Tu Ran listened carefully and nodded, but she had questions, "Where is the other pioneer?" Also, what about the six guards? There are only three here. ”

"They are also taking turns to rest, No, just the room at the end of the corridor," Ding Naiqing pointed to, "Another pioneer is in Ward 401, and there is a patient in that ward whose brain has been hit, his vital signs are unstable, and he can't do without the doctor, and the pioneer has to go in from time to time to check on the situation." ”

"So I still have to take care of his ward?" Tu Ran asked.