Given that he was in a dangerous situation at this time, he might have fallen into a coma, and Meng Fanchen raised his hand to lift his quilt.

The moment the quilt was lifted, the smell of stinking blood rushed to my face.

The people inside sat up suddenly, and actually bit at Meng Fanchen.

Miserable white eyeballs without black pupils in their sockets.

The blackened and elongated nails.

Black-red viscous blood spilling out of his mouth.

Mutated!

Meng Fanchen was so frightened by the sudden scene that he froze in place, his legs seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't move.

The xenomorph got closer and closer, and Meng Fanchen clearly saw its sharp and bloody teeth.

He cried out in despair.

Why can't he move!

He's going to die!

He's going to be bitten to death!

He's going to turn into a disgusting xenomorph!

He's still so young.

In a short moment, he thought a lot.

Just when the xenomorph was less than a centimeter away from his neck.

Meng Fanchen's clothes on the back of his neck were lifted up, and he was dragged two meters behind him with a great force.

In the blink of an eye, he was far away from the xenomorphs.

Tu Ran stood in front of him.

"Bang bang bang!"

The deafening sound of bullets fired continuously.

There is not one left, and all of them are shot into the xeno's head.

Its eyeballs exploded, and fluid flew out of its eyes.

Bloody brains splattered on the instrument behind it.

After a shuttle of bullets was fired, the xenomorph's body could no longer support it, and he fell from the bed and hit his head on the ground.

The body is extraordinarily distorted.

The bloody scene cannot be looked at directly.

Gunfire is not scarce in these four buildings.

Everyone is no longer surprised.

The officers in charge of collecting the bodies followed the gunshots into the ward, carrying stretchers.

I don't know how many people have been carried on the stretcher, all of them are blood, of different shades.

Tu Ran was not surprised, but Meng Fanchen saw it for the first time, especially when he thought that he was almost going to lie on the stretcher, his body couldn't help but tremble, far away from the stretcher.

The body collectors did not pay much attention to the scene.

Now the personnel are tight, they have dealt with this, and the next one is waiting for them.

They have become numb.

When they first came here last night, they would be nauseous, vomit, and cowering at the sight of this scene, but now, they don't have any emotions.

Mechanically carried the mutated human corpse onto a stretcher, regardless of whether the corpse lay flat or not.

With his upper body face down and his legs up, he carried it away so casually.

All the bodies will be thrown into the incinerator.

From last night until now, the smoke from the corpse incinerator has not stopped.

There were only Tu Ran and Meng Fanchen left in the room.

Tu Ran glanced at the situation of the other two beds, which was quite neat.

She turned and walked out.

"Sister Tu Ran, where are you going?" Meng Fanchen hurriedly picked up the medicine box and followed behind her.

"You go back to your room." Tu Ran didn't look at him and walked towards another ward.

Meng Fanchen let out an "oh" and stopped following her.

No matter where Tu Ran goes, he doesn't seem to be able to help much.

Sister Tu Ran also distracted to protect him.

Meng Fanchen returned to his room with the medicine box in disappointment.

The companions who had been waiting in the room could not help but have tears rolling down their eyes when they saw him return safely.

He directly grabbed Meng Fanchen's hand.

"Fan Chen, I thought you were going to die too!"

Meng Fanchen pushed him away angrily, "Bah, you can't speak!" ”

On the other side, Tu Ran directly pushed the door and walked into ward 405.

There was a xenomorph in this ward before, and the treating doctor bit him, and both of them were killed by Ding Naiqing, and there were two other people in the ward at this time.