from my heart [last days]

Chapter 44 Farewell

No one can tell the chaos that followed.

How Cheng Yinshang protected Xie Congxin through countless zombies, how Pei Ze stuffed the struggling Peng Heqiang into the car, and Zhao Meng who appeared from nowhere cried and begged them to take him.

The bodyguard wanted to chase them, but Zhou An's attack was fierce and desperate, successfully entangled him, before getting into the driver's seat, Pei Ze gave him one last look.

They can be cruel to the enemy, but in the face of teammates who have been through life and death together, even if the other party has become a zombie, it is undoubtedly a cruel torture to draw a sword at each other.

Zhou An didn't want to torture himself, nor did he want to torture them. He could understand that if it was him, he would make the same decision as Zhou An.

In the car, Peng He gritted his teeth and shed tears, Cheng Yinshang choked softly, Xie Congxin sat in the corner, looking expressionlessly at the orange-red sparks floating in the sky outside the window.

The stumbling parting is slow like a sad and helpless movie, Zhou An's figure gradually fades away, and finally, together with the bodyguard, it turns into the flames in the rear mirror of the car | thunder explosion soaring into the sky.

Before the sky fully lit up, they finally broke through the encirclement and drove out of the urban area of ​​Deng|zhou.

This escape-like journey was only twenty kilometers long, and countless bones were run over under the jeep's tires, and Pei Ze's blood stained the entire driver's seat. Peng He wiped away his tears and wanted to change with him, but both One word rejected.

After driving through the suburbs and there were no more zombies around, Pei Ze parked the car under the huge sign of Highway 207.

Peng He and Cheng Yinshang immediately helped him out of the driver's seat. At this time, the dawn finally came, and the rising sun on the horizon was without warmth, spreading all over the barren land.

The jeep was covered in flesh and blood, as if it had been repainted, deformed in many places, and the two windows of the rear seat were also broken. The car that had accompanied them for three years was at the end of its strength and was about to die.

Holding the medicine box in his arms, Cheng Yinshang walked two steps away with Pei Ze to treat the wound with him.

Deng Heng's dagger pierced into the muscle vertically. The wound was nearly five centimeters deep, and it was located below the spleen. Fortunately, the vital point was avoided, and a lot of blood flowed. Pei Ze tore off the clothes stuck to the wound, making a hissing sound. It hurts to hear it, but he didn't even move his eyelids, and took out the hemocoagulase to inject himself.

"I can't do that," Xie Congxin came over at some point, squatting in front of them, "I'll do it."

He went to get the rubber gloves in the medicine box, and Peng He stood in front of Pei Ze like an old hen protecting its cubs: "What are you doing?"

"Stop the bleeding," Xie Congxin put on gloves with his eyelids drooping, and said calmly, "Lie down."

His understanding of the human body is no less than that of any surgeon, but Peng He stared at him: "Get lost! Don't touch the captain!"

He had expected that he would be resented if he didn't give Zhou An the antibody. Xie Congxin raised his eyelids: "Do you want him to die too?"

"You fucking die!" Peng He yelled, spitting on Xie Congxin's face, "If it wasn't for you! How could Brother Zhou die?!"

"..."

Xie Congxin wiped his face with his arm, and with a sarcastic smile on his lips, he asked back, "What does Deputy Zhou's death have to do with me?"

"If it wasn't for you not to give him the antibody! How could Brother Zhou die?!" Peng He was completely enraged by his smile, and roared, he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to punch him, but Pei Ze held his arm behind him unexpectedly.

"Peng He."

"..."

Pei Ze seldom called his full name, and Peng He's hands froze in the air.

Pei Ze pressed down his fist, and because of the force, some blood gushed out from the wound.

"Help me get a cigarette." Pei Ze said after a while.

"..." The meaning of restraint couldn't be more obvious, Peng He gritted his teeth with tears in his eyes, got up and left.

"Lie down." Xie Congxin ignored them, Gu took his rubber gloves and disinfected his fingertips with alcohol.

Pei Ze lay down as promised.

Xie Congxin took out the medical scissors, cut the clothes along the wound, followed Pei Ze's muscle texture with one hand to accurately find the arterial point at the end of the heart, pressed it with the heel of the palm, opened the syringe with the other hand, and took out the hemocoagulase. When the extraction was completed, 1ku was injected into the vein and the muscle near the wound.

His expression was too serious, and Cheng Yinshang didn't dare to speak for fear of disturbing him. After about 5 minutes of pressing, Xie Congxin slowly let go of his hand. The blood flow from the wound decreased significantly, and Cheng Yinshang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After disinfecting with alcohol, the wound sealant was evenly pasted on the wound, Xie Congxin said: "Find a hospital or clinic and suture."

Cheng Yinshang nodded and said, "Okay..."

"Me, me, me! I know where there is Yiyue!" Zhao Meng, who had been hiding in the back seat of the car, jumped out at this moment, probably because he was afraid that they would leave him behind, with a flustered expression.

Peng He happened to get out of the car with a cigarette, it was okay for Zhao Meng not to speak, he managed to attract the hatred value as soon as he spoke, he couldn't do anything to Xie Congxin, but he was not polite to Zhao Meng, he immediately threw the cigarette and punched him Eyes slammed over——

"Ah!" Zhao Meng was knocked down to the ground, covering his eyes and wailing, "No...do you want to hit me..."

"I'll fuck you!" Peng He kicked him on the waist again, Zhao Meng screamed in pain, Peng He gasped and pulled his collar, and punched his right eye, Negative emotions poured out, "You guys killed Brother Zhou, I'll kill you bastard!"

Zhao Meng didn't know what to say in Mandarin while crying. Peng He punched him a few times, and the unstoppable tears fell again, with snot hanging on his lips, crying and angry, like a fool.

Cheng Yinshang didn't stop him at first, but seeing Peng He's expression, he immediately choked up: "Don't hit Peng Peng, it's useless..."

——Even if Zhao Meng is beaten to death, so what?Zhou An can't come back anymore.

Before he could finish his words, Peng He raised his arms high in the air, and after a few seconds, he was unable to fall down.

"Brother Zhou..." He uttered the name, trembling all over, and finally threw away Zhao Meng in a daze, and fell on his back on the icy asphalt road. His eyes were stung by the gradually brightening sky, and he raised his arm to block it, "Brother Zhou ..."

Tears fell down his cheeks onto the asphalt road, and Peng He wept bitterly.

Xie Congxin picked up the cigarette case that fell beside him, took out one and bit it between his lips, without lighting it, and threw the rest of the lighter and cigarette case to Pei Ze.

Then he went around, opened the trunk, found a clean short-sleeved top, and took off the tatters on his body.

Pei Ze lit a cigarette and looked at him.

Xie Congxin's body was also full of injuries. It was hit when the car rolled over. There was not much blood. There were bruises on her thin waist, back, and chest, which were very obvious on her fair skin.

Apparently such a wound hurt too, but he didn't say a word.

He changed his clothes, put on an unknown windproof jacket, zipped it to the top, passed by Zhao Meng who was rolling on the ground, and said coldly: "It's too noisy, shut up."

Zhao Meng immediately covered his mouth, sobbed softly instead, Xie Congxin raised his head to meet Pei Ze's gaze, and said, "Go a little further, it's not safe here."

Pei Ze nodded, but didn't get up immediately, Xie Congxin didn't say anything more, sat in the back seat, and closed the tattered car door.

They need a little time, Xie Congxin can understand, because he does too.

The countless emotions in my heart need a quiet environment and enough time to ease.

After two cigarettes, Peng He's crying faded away, and he lay on the ground with his chest heaving violently.

No one spoke, and this short 10 minutes with a sense of ceremony was their farewell to Zhou An.

——Whether he is dead or turned into a zombie, this is farewell.

And their tasks and lives will continue, send Xie Congxin back to Beijing, and wait for the end of the end of the world after the successful development of antibodies, or human beings are defeated by natural disasters and wiped out from the earth, no matter what the outcome is, one day the answer will come.

In the end, Pei Ze pressed the cigarette butt and stood up, putting his coat on his body, "Let's go."

Cheng Yinshang pointed to Zhao Meng who was still crying softly, and asked, "What should he do?"

Pei Ze took a cold look and said, "Take it."