Jing He untied the old man and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, we don't know if you were bitten by a zombie, so we can only do this."
The old man just drank two mouthfuls of water, and the cold water hit his throat, causing him to cough again!
I drank a little water and sprayed it all over Jinghe's face!
Jing He's expression froze for an instant, and he lost his smile. He took out a towel to wipe off the water stains on his face, and disinfected his whole body in front of the other person, almost down to every cell.
"Ahem, cough, cough... Young man, I'm sorry, I've always had pharyngitis, and I've had a cold recently, but don't worry, I'm definitely not infected!"
The old man clapped his chest to assure himself that he almost shot himself out of his skin.
——Not necessarily.
When Yun Tuan found the old man, he was in a coma. The ash on the car may have been accumulated by burning. The man drove out of the fire scene, but unexpectedly stepped on the accelerator too hard and hit the wall. The entire front cover of the car fell off.
Yes, the car body is seriously deformed.
And this man was knocked unconscious by the deployed airbag, and the wound on his head was scratched by broken glass.
When they arrived at the parking lot, there was no one there, no zombies, and even the fire was out.
But before that, they didn't know how long the old man had been unconscious, and whether zombies were trying to pull him out of the deformed car. As long as there was a little scratch, there was a possibility of infection.
As for the reason for the resurgence...
The cloud thought that the wind had blown up the sparks and landed them on the combustible materials.
"Old man, do you recognize a professor with the surname Beichen?" She pulled away from Jing He, who was frowning and trying to teach the NPC to be a new person, and asked loudly.
"Professor Beichen? Wasn't she sent away by the hospital? As for the Central Hospital, they said that there are virology experts in charge, and the plague will be over soon." The old man said, and suddenly his vision went dark!
He fainted and collapsed again.
Seeing that something was wrong, Jing Yu stepped forward to feel his pulse and check his pupil reaction, "It's hopeless. Find a place to bury him."
Yun Tuan stepped forward and poked the old man's sternum, and found that it was completely sunken, soft and unsupported, and the ribs were terribly broken. If he performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation, the rib fragments would be completely pressed into his internal organs.
...It’s really hopeless. He was injured so badly, but he was able to sit up just now. I think it was a moment of recovery.
"Okay, let's dig a hole." Yun Tuan turned over his hand, took out a shovel, and handed it to Jing He.
Jing He took it subconsciously. He had just recovered from the nausea of being sprayed on his face and frowned, "Why are you still digging a hole? Can't you just throw it aside?"
Jing Yu's eyes narrowed slightly, "Then you will soon get a corpse that is only chasing you."
Jing He followed his brother's gaze and saw that the old man's left arm was tightly grasped by another wounded man with a high fever, and black blood was already flowing out of the wound.
Jinghe was agitated, as if he saw a greasy and round zombie running towards him hard, saying "Salang heyyo" in a "hoho" sound as he ran!
"Hey!" Jing He rubbed his arms, glared at the two girls watching the show, and quickly started digging.
Soon, the fresh corpse was planted upright in the soil.
He was tightly restrained from his forearms down, and could no longer move unless the zombie could directly detach his head from his body and jump around to eat people.
"Let's go to the Central Hospital first." Yun Tuan circled the car, rummaged around, and finally found a spare tire embedded in the bottom of the car, and put it on skillfully.
Anyuan was stunned, "Sister Tuan? When did you become an auto mechanic?"
"Summer part-time job, auto repair time is shorter than working at a milk tea station, so I went for it."