doomsday hunter

Chapter 32 Turmoil

With his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, Jiang He moved to the door in small steps, leaning his body against the wall, and staring at the door with his sideways eyes.Hearing the noise, Wang Yimeng also stood up vigilantly, picked out the scalpel in the first aid kit, and blocked the unconscious person behind him.

Breathing is minimized, and the prolonged "beep" sound of the ventilator in the extremely quiet room is amplified several times.The two sides stalemate for less than 5 minutes, and the ward was kicked away without warning.

Jiang He's wrist that swung the knife was blocked, and he stepped back to see who was coming.Song Lei threw the person on his shoulders to the ground like a sack, clapped his hands, and laughed nervously: "Doctor Fan, is this how your hospital treats patients?"

The thin and thin man was thrown to pieces, he sat up for a long time, looked up at the unkind person, and frowned: "It was you who were rude first, and even though you saw that the door was locked, you still forced your way in." !"

"If it wasn't for someone who was sick, would you treat me as my favorite?" Song Lei squinted at Shen Zinian, turned around and closed the door with his foot, leaning against the door frame, shaking his legs like a hooligan: "Bring the medicine, and leave as soon as the person recovers." !"

Seeing a doctor can still be so arrogant, Dr. Fan's complexion is even worse, he sneered and pursed his lips tightly, completely unwilling to cooperate with them.

Song Lei is such a good partner!Wang Yimeng was unhappy, but with a smile on his face, he said softly: "My name is Wang Yimeng, and I am also a doctor. My friend has symptoms of drug withdrawal and needs psychotropic inhibitors to relieve the symptoms. Dr. Fan, We need your help!"

Women often play the role of the weak in society, making it difficult to associate danger with them. Dr. Fan raised his eyes and looked at the speaker. After hesitating for a moment, he said: "The specific psychoactive inhibitor is in the warehouse in the basement. I can’t pick it up, I have to wait until tomorrow day, and you have to use some drugs from me to treat epilepsy as an emergency.”

"Is there anything in the basement? Why can't we go now?" Xiao He pulled Dr. Fan up from the ground, waiting for his answer full of doubts: "Doctor Fan, what happened in Jinjiao?"

"Plague! What else could it be?" Dr. Fan reluctantly brushed off the topic, walked out of the ward and led Jiang He into the opposite office. Near the window, as many medicine boxes as hills were randomly piled up in one place. The rows of small white bottles on the opposite shelf were neatly stacked.

There are no labels or obvious production numbers of "three noes" products, and people full of doubts waved them in front of their eyes and said, "Is this the anti-plague medicine you prepared yourself?"

Snatching the vial from Xiaohe's hand and putting it back where it was, Dr. Fan stuffed the box with "□□" into his hand, his pale face was so gloomy that it turned blue: "Are you here to save people, or are you here to save people? Investigators sent by the government!"

Pushed to the point where he had nothing to say, Xiao He's forced friendliness almost collapsed, when suddenly a sharp cry came from the corridor.

Dr. Fan looked up at the wall clock on the wall, his expression changed instantly as if he had been possessed and he rushed out, "09:30!" Xiao He deliberately stopped his gaze on the dial for a few seconds.

"Chongli!"

The woman running from the corridor was slightly plump. While calling out to Dr. Fan who was running over, she turned her head in horror, as if something was chasing her behind.Jiang He curled his lips uninterestedly, and threw the pills to Xiaomeng who walked to the door of the ward.

"Go and help!" Wang Yimeng pushed Xiaohe, and his tone was irrefutable.

I didn't notice it in the distance, but I saw the woman's abdomen swelled up high when she got close. She was at least five months pregnant.The black figure at the end of the corridor walked forward unsteadily, swaying from side to side, it didn't look like a normal person, Xiao He put away the weapon in his hand, and helped Fan Chongli half-set up and retreat to the ward.

Stepping into the ward again, Fan Chongli muttered, "Closing it! Stop it!", while dragging the small cabinet in the room and pushing it towards the door.There is no elevator to open the door, and the door is locked with a lock. Even a fool can guess what happened!Blocking all the things that could help at the door, Song Lei picked up Fan Chongli's collar, gritted his teeth, and showed a fierce look: "Who are you? What happened here?!"

Dr. Fan's eyes widened, and he used all his strength to break away from the hand that was restraining him. He staggered back a few steps, grabbed the pregnant woman's arm and stopped her behind: "My name is Fan Chongli, and I am a physician here. There is a plague in Jinjiao. I should have seen it in the past. It has been nearly a month since the first patient I took over, and the patient’s condition is similar, all of which are severe diarrhea and persistent low-grade fever..."

There was a "rustling" sound of feet dragging on the floor in the corridor, Fan Chongli stopped talking halfway, his face changed drastically, and he shook his head at the others.

The sound of approaching footsteps was unusually chaotic, like a group of headless flies wandering aimlessly in the corridor, if it was just that, it didn't seem to be a threat.It's a pity that this situation lasted for less than 10 minutes, and the sound of procrastination began to gather outside the door of the ward. "Boom!" Something lingering outside began to hit the door, and the table against the door shook, followed by the sound of fingernails scraping the door.

"What the hell is outside?" After relaxing for a few hours, Xiao He took a deep breath, thinking of a game he played a long time ago, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Is their luck too good!

The sound of "creak creak" is getting louder and louder, every sound is like scratching at the heart, Song Lei gritted his teeth, lowered his eyes, kicked away the chair blocking the way, took out the gun and pointed it at the door, and was about to pull it trigger.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Yimeng pinched Song Lei's shoulder blades, his ruthless expression was completely different from his usual smiling expression.

The soreness and numbness coming from his shoulders can paralyze half of his body like an electric shock. Song Lei's hands trembled, the corners of his eyes raised, and he raised his voice: "Let them be quiet! We orcs are not afraid, but we are afraid of these zombies! Go out and shoot One, it will stop after a while!"

"They are not zombies," Fan Chongli walked around Song Lei and opened his hands to block the door.The short man was wearing a white coat that didn't fit well. His thick glasses slid down from the bridge of his nose and hung on the tip of his nose. He frowned like a funny little old man, but he spoke in an extremely angry tone: "They It's just sick! It's different from the zombies in those movies! It's normal during the day, and only after 09:30 in the evening will they lose their minds and attack others! If you didn't break the gate, how could they come up..."

The second half of the sentence was automatically muted, Fan Chongli opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth half-open, and gasped for air one after another.

How can a person who has dealt with this group of monsters for so long be a coward? It is definitely not easy to scare him to death.Jiang He and the others suddenly turned around, and were also taken aback. Wang Yimeng covered the pregnant woman's eyes and pushed her under the bed.

A man was stuck to the window of the ward like a gecko, his body was as thin as a skinned human skeleton, his eyes protruded, and he tilted his head to look at the people inside "curiously".In a room less than ten square meters, the windows in front of the door were tightly blocked, Song Lei snorted coldly: "Doctor Fan, your patient has come to see you!"

"It's getting worse again! It's getting worse again!" Fan Chongli muttered silently, squatting on the ground and tearing his hair, his shoulders trembling uncontrollably: "It's obviously getting better, why is it getting worse again!"

Being forced into a desperate situation and still concealing the truth, Xiaohe burst into anger, grabbed his collar and pressed him against the wall, grinding his teeth: "I'm going to die, what are you hiding?!"

"They are just sick," Fan Chongli repeated, staring at the "skeleton" on the window and whispering: "The initial symptoms are similar to malaria, and a week later there will be convulsions in the middle of the night, and then severe patients will wake up after twelve o'clock and attack People, the target of the attack will soon contract the disease. From the initial twelve o'clock to the current 09:30, their behavior is getting more and more uncontrollable!"

The guy lying on the window kept banging his head against the glass, his facial features squeezed together deformedly.Ugly to the extreme, Wang Yimeng curled her lips in disgust: "Diarrhea is just an appearance, the real problem is in the brain. I think it should be that parasites have invaded the brain. They lurk during the day and are not easy to detect, and become active at night. Foraging. Doctor Fan, you have to admit that your patients are just a group of moving puppets."

As if greatly stimulated, Fan Chongli pushed and shoved Xiao He, yelling heart-piercingly: "They are just sick! You all refuse to believe that they are just sick, as long as the growth of parasites is controlled, They can live and study normally! I am a doctor, and I will not give up on my patients! I will cure them, and with a little more time, I will be able to find better ways to control them."

"You just control it like this?" Song Lei looked at the "skeleton" outside the window for a few seconds, pointing to the outside with a smile, mocking: "Dr. Fan is very skilled! In the future, these patients will definitely bite you and be grateful to you , the people’s good doctor——Fan Chongli! Tsk tsk!"

The pregnant woman under the bed crawled out with a clumsy body, looked out the window and couldn't help being stunned, her face turned pale but she didn't cry out, she walked up to Song Lei and slapped her hand, "My husband is a good doctor, I don't allow you to scold like that he!"

"Heh" Song Lei tilted his head, raised his lips, grabbed the pregnant woman's neck, raised the butt of his gun and smashed it on the head.

Violence, to live is one thing, pure bullying is another.Xiao He yelled "Scum!", let go of Fan Chongli, rushed forward and stretched out his hand to block him, but missed his wrist with all his hands, and the butt of the gun hit his forehead.

Eyes blurred, liquid dripping from her head, Xiao He pushed the pregnant woman to Dr. Fan, covered her head and squatted on the ground: "Your uncle."

"Slap!" Another loud slap, palm numb, Wang Yimeng clenched his fists, anger gathered on his face: "Song Lei, I will teach you what your mother didn't teach you when you were young!"

The "skeleton" on the window stopped, blinking its eyes and watching the infighting inside with interest, its mouth was wide open, and its yellow teeth were fighting up and down.After looking at it for a while, it seemed that it was meaningless. The "skeleton" fell backwards and slammed into the glass with all its strength.

Spider lines cracked on the glass, and the noisy people fell silent instantly.