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1. I'm still alive(1/2)

Crazy-

The sound of a fall on the chair awakened the staff who was dozing on the instrument table. He looked up vaguely and saw Zhang Qing staggeringly pulling the door open and running out.

"Sister Qing!" The staff member was completely sleepy and quickly stood up to chase him. He ran to the door and realized something was wrong and turned around to look at the monitor.

It was a black-haired young man with a naked body, only a piece of broken black cloth around his waist covering his shame. His eyes closed and he lay on the bed almost stained with blood. His right shoulder was neatly cut, and he had no right arm.

And at this moment, the monitor suddenly blackened for several seconds. When it recovered again, the young man's arm was intact. It seemed that everything was an illusion before.

The staff was stunned for a moment, shook their heads desperately and looked again, his arm still on his body. Then he realized that the situation was urgent, so he rushed to the instrument table and picked up the phone, and said in a hurry: "236 individuals in Special Safety House No. 1 will be back!236 individuals in Special Safety House No. 1 will be back!"

[Received, notified of the standby team.]

The phone was hung up, and a few seconds later, a communication was called outside the door of the waiting room, and the emergency rescue team was portable.

[Rescue Team No. 1.]

"receive."

[236 individuals in the No. 1 special safe house have returned. Please ask the rescue team waiting to enter the safe house for medical treatment.]

"It will definitely be fine..." He dragged his weak body and ran in the corridor, his eyes that were dull for a long time flashing with hope.

She has been waiting for too long, and every day is like a year. From the waiting of the first three days, the anxiety of the first week, the suffering of half a month, the pain of one month, and the despair of the previous few days...

When did Wang Yao attract herself? Zhang Qing couldn't explain it clearly. Everything happened subtly. When she was shocked, she had already fallen in love with Wang Yao.

Fall in love with someone who is destined to die?

The elevator fell so slowly. It seemed like a century later, and before the elevator door was fully opened, Zhang Qing rushed out.

Bang—

Zhang Qing knocked open the half-closed metal door and saw...

Several figures wearing thick white chemical protective clothing and covered them tightly, lifted Wang Yao onto the push and pull bed and started to deal with him.

"The individual is in a coma. The blood pressure and heartbeat are 1.5 times that of normal people. According to the data provided by the laboratory, the data is lower than the normal value. There are multiple contusions in the body and torso. There are 4 cm long and 0.5 cm deep on the chest of the left lower limbs and lower abdomen. It is initially judged to be a large beast. There are burning marks on the left arm and hair, and perhaps it has been exposed to high temperatures. The muscles are loose and they have already lost their strength before they fall into coma. The right arm is intact. There are not even scars... He intentionally protected his right hand before he falls into a coma."

"Where is the bleeding point?"

"What?"

"The blood on the bed was not made from scratches or small scratches."

"But we didn't find any other injuries..."

"Hey, who are you?" At this time, someone found Zhang Qing outside the door and spoke out to remind him.

"Is it Zhang Qing?" A man walked out of the group, and a muffled voice came from his protective suit. "I can understand your mood, but you can't come in yet."

"I just look..." Zhang Qing's eyes were around the figure of the chemical protective clothing, and looked at the figure on the bed, and the blood stains of the single bed that touched the shocking heart.

"Is he okay..."

Behind the chemical defense clothing, other rescue team members were still busy.

"Is it bleeding internally?"

"But there must be a bleeding mouth. Could it be that it is vomited?"

"Cleaning the wound first."

The scalpel cut through the wound of the scratch on the leg, but when it left, no blood marks appeared.

The team member was stunned and confirmed that he did not use the back of the knife to cut it. He scratched it again. This time he used some force and his skin was sunken, but it still did not cut through the skin.

"Team leader... I can't cut it away." He turned his head and shouted to the figure in the protective clothing that was talking to Zhang Qing.

The team leader was stunned and said sorry to Zhang Qing. He pulled the metal door with his backhand, turned around and squeezed the team member open, took the scalpel and pressed the skin and scratched it. Wherever he passed, the skin was deeply indented. Once he left, he returned to his original state with elasticity. Only a red mark was brought out.

"What a tough skin, not last time. It seems that he has gained a lot on this trip. He can scratch the scratches... he is not an ordinary beast. This is useless, please switch to the cutting knife." The team leader threw the scalpel back to the plate and said, making a crisp sound.

"He lost too much blood and we need more plasma."

“Use spare plasma.”

"It's been used up, not enough. He had lost at least 2,000 milliliters of blood before."

"Isn't ordinary plasma okay?"

"No, patients with T virus carriers will cause strong blood rejection as soon as they enter foreign objects, which will be even more serious."

At this moment, Wang Yao, who was lying in the hospital bed, suddenly whispered in pain and made an extremely weak sound unconsciously.

"food……"

"What did he say?"

"I didn't hear clearly, either." The team members looked at each other, but didn't hear what he was saying.

The team leader hesitated for a moment and turned his back to his assistant. "Take off my protective suit."

"The other party has a t disease..."

"Nothing is gone, the situation is urgent, he may die of excessive blood loss a minute later."

Losing support, the chemical-proof suit slumped on the ground. He got rid of the dull and heavy chemical-proof suit, but did not let the team leader show any relaxed expression. He put his face close to Wang Yao and turned his ears to Wang Yao's mouth.

"Food...thing..." Wang Yao's lips squirmed, and he said these two words weakly. He was half-unconscious and said this without any consciousness.

"He said food! Who brought liquid food!"

“Cookies are OK?”

"Are you going to feed him with your mouth broken? Even if you are not afraid of infection and are willing to do this, he doesn't even activate the swallowing function."

"What should I do..."

"There's no other way..." The team leader snatched the scalpel from the assistant's hand, and slashed his wrists in the screams of the medical team. Bright red blood dripped into Wang Yao's slightly opened mouth. A few drops fell on his lips and became extremely bright red. It was contrasted with his pale and bloodless face.

"People come to help me lift his head." The team leader looked up and looked around, and saw that several people were still stunned. He urged: "Hurry up!"

The team members woke up as if they were dreaming. One of them went over and held Wang Yao's head with his white protective gloves. He raised it slightly.

The blood turned into a red line and dripped straight into the mouth. Wang Yao's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his body mechanism subconsciously made swallowing.

A minute later, the team leader retracted his hand pale, and the assistant beside him held him, took out a bandage and quickly wrapped it around.

The team leader snatched the bandage and pushed away the assistant who was supporting him. He wrapped his wrists around him for a few times. He pulled them apart with his teeth. He lost at least 600 ml of blood just now. Because of the loss of blood, Venus and a buzzing noise have appeared in front of him.

"It's not enough. I'll do it myself, you take turns providing blood!"

The previous blood supply made Wang Yao's face slightly unchecked.

The team members hesitated and looked at each other. Not everyone was willing to save people at the risk of being infected.

"I'll do it first." The assistant gritted his teeth and pulled out a disinfected scalpel. The nano-grade protective clothing mainly quarantines. Although it is bulky, the air circulator behind him accounts for a huge amount of weight. Its protectiveness is not as good as a leather jacket.

"Save a capable person, I believe those guys from the internal department won't say anything to damage the equipment." The matter was urgent, and the assistant was too lazy to take off the thick chemical-proof suit. He cut the chemical-proof suit on his wrist and exposed the naked one above his wrist. The corners of his mouth twitched and cut the wrist and hung it above Wang Yao's mouth.

"Is this enough?" A few minutes passed. Five members of the rescue team donated blood. The blood loss made them look pale, and the corresponding one was Wang Yao's slightly bloody face. Although it was pale, it didn't look so much like a dead person.

The wounds were also disinfected and treated, and their mission was over.

"Let's talk about it when his expert group comes to contact us. We know too little. Send it to the emergency room of District 4 first, Wanping, and urge them."

“Ok.”

When they pushed Wang Yao out of the safe house and passed by quickly, the pale face made Zhang Qing feel heartbroken.

"He should be fine." After passing by Zhang Qing, the team leader whispered to her.

drop--

The elevator was rising, and the rescue team and the patient had left. Only Zhang Qing was still standing still on the metal wall, squatting down slowly, covering her face and crying.

"You should be awake."

Zhang Qing looked up, and there were still tears on her delicate face. She saw a long and beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings. He Ying stood in front of her, still in the mix and match, wearing a white coat outside.

She glanced at her crystal pink lips: "It's so scary for a woman in love. You are still unrequited. Look at how you look like 08."

Zhang Qing was speechless, she was right.

"I'll transfer you away and be a facilitator for the other 236 individuals. Is there no problem?"

"No..." Zhang Qing shook her head. She knew that she should be awake. If this continues, she might leave first before Wang Yao.

"Poor little girl..." He Ying squatted down and reached out to gently stroke Zhang Qing's long hair.

“Can love really make people crazy?”

Zhang Qing nodded, shook her head again. She pursed her blood-free lips tightly, without saying a word. Her hair was scattered in front of her forehead, and the weakness made He Ying feel uncomfortable when she saw it.

...

A report

04:00

236 individual Wang Yao left from 236 and appeared in the safe house. After the rescue team handled and responded, Wang Yao, who was seriously ischemia, was rescued in a timely manner.

09:00
To be continued...
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