Speed ​​Skating Survival [Apocalypse]

Chapter 118

Just as Xia Bing was about to poke the third needle, the tip of the dripping needle was about to touch Chen Zhong's skin. "You do it yourself? Is that okay?"

"I'll try." Chen Zhong had to sit up by himself, and stretched out his hand to Xia Bing, "I think, I can."

"You can't joke about this kind of thing, it's an injection." Xia Bing put the needle in Chen Zhong's hand, "Are you really good? If not, I'll try again."

"Don't try it, I'll do it myself." Chen Zhong really didn't dare to bother them any more, Liang Zi and Ping Hao worked hard enough, and in the hands of his boyfriend, they were simply amazing.

"Then... I'll disinfect it for you." Xia Bing had no choice but to act as a nurse and rub alcohol on a large area of ​​Chen Zhong's upper arm.Just now, the two needle holes were indeed pierced a bit deep, and the blood drops were more than the normal amount of bleeding after injection.

The high fever is like a ghost entangled in Chen Zhong's body, it seems that he will not stop until he is dragged to death. Chen Zhong has not completely burned up yet, but the exhaustion is completely lingering, and he just wants to rest.

His arm was chilly, and it was covered with alcohol cotton balls all over. He gave Xia Bing a puzzled look.

Xia Bing throws away the used cotton balls. "There are still three needles left, you can pierce it, change another place, this round can be pricked..."

"I don't want to do a full circle." Chen Zhong took the third needle to the skin, and it took some courage to prick himself for the first time.But after thinking about the heavy blows from his teammates and boyfriend, forget it, gritted his teeth, and punched himself.

Once the needle went in, a small pit was pressed out of the skin. Chen Zhong pushed the fluid slowly, and the pain was not as strong as before.

"Captain Xia." Chi Feiyang made a new discovery, "Luo Qinghui moved out a lot of paper figurines, as if to make room for the house. What's going on with him?"

Qi Xiaobao looked through the binoculars. "It's really moving out, these paper figurines are really scary... But Brother Feiyang, your telescope is really useful, you can clearly see the details on the paper figurines' faces. You can also see into the store from the door, Luo Qing Hui seems to be...he is turning on the TV!"

"Let me see." Chi Feiyang took a look through the binoculars, "Really, he turned on the TV...the announcement is still on the TV! Luo Qinghui is standing in front of the TV watching!"

"He should believe our words this time." Liang Chu watched as Chen Zhong gave himself an injection and helped Xia Bing get alcohol, "Look at what else is in his house, don't be another anti-social person like Zheng Ping and Zheng Li , turning people into zombies..."

Hearing the names of Zheng Ping and Zheng Li, Xia Bing's face turned cold as if being pulled down by gravity.The social system is normal and the laws are sound. These anti-social personalities dare not show too much. The society collapsed all of a sudden, and they became time bombs more dangerous than zombies.

"Keep an eye on Luo Qinghui, don't relax. Feiyang, check to see if there are any weapons in his store. I went in too fast that night, so I didn't have time to look." He was very worried, but Chen Zhong's situation is really serious now. Dare to leave the hospital rashly.

Chen Zhong glanced out, then bit the plastic cover of the needle with his teeth, and inserted the fourth needle into the skin.He couldn't figure out how deep the prick should be. If it was shallow, it might not work, but he was sure that it was definitely not as deep as Liang Zi and his boyfriend.

As soon as they started, the entire needle was about to go in.

"Let me take a look again..." Chi Feiyang held up the binoculars with both hands, "Weapon... I didn't see it. The main reason is that his room is too messy and it's made of paper everywhere. There are many photos on the wall, probably from his store. The product introduction here. He went to the back...he came back again, holding a mop in his hand, and was mopping the floor...no, he seems to have seen us..."

Just as he was talking, Luo Qinghui from the shroud shop poked the mop against the corner of the wall, turned off the TV first, then walked to the shop door, took a look outside and closed the door.

"He's closed." Chi Feiyang put down the binoculars, "I can't see his house anymore."

"How about... let's try it with a drone?" Qi Xiaobao said.

Lang Jian repaired the gun and was cooking for the children. "If you can't see it, don't look at it first. The doors are closed. What can the drone fly over to see? If Luo Qinghui gets into a hurry, he will grab the aircraft and then take it off. I don't think you two have a place to cry. "

It's okay not to say this, but after finishing speaking, Chi Feiyang sat on the sofa and huddled into a small ball.The scenes of being chased by Luo Qingsong and being blocked in the road were repeated in his mind. "Coach, I feel cold when you say that, really, I feel cold all over...Xiaobao, come here and give me a hug."

"Oh." Qi Xiaobao crawled over, the small team obeyed the orders of the big team, and hugged Chi Feiyang.

Chen Zhong had already shot all 5 of them. Several light blue blood vessels stood on his forearm, flowing from the wrist to the elbow fossa. For people with low body fat, the veins of the blood vessels are particularly obvious.He pressed the needle hole by himself and slowly lay down on the bed. Every time he got a fever, his back hurt and he couldn't lie down.

He simply lay down on his stomach, tilted his head, and watched Xia Bing busy beside him, looking for medicine for himself.

"Should I take stomach medicine now?" Xia Bing asked Liang Zi.I have always been in good health, rarely get sick, and occasionally have a cold and headache. Coach Lang always supplements them with a lot of VC, drinks enough hot water, and then kicks back to the dormitory to sleep for a day, so that he will be ready the next day.

He looked up and saw Chen Zhong lying on the quilt with his head slumped, and he was anxious again: "Why are you sleeping on your stomach? Turn around. In the past, when we slept on our stomachs in the dormitory, the coaches pulled them back one by one, saying that it was easy to hold back , and it's easy to press the heart."

Chen Zhong didn't want to turn around, and the words weighed heavily on his tongue.He never showed weakness, no matter how he was beaten up by his parents, or when he was squeezed out by others in the team when he was a child, there was never a word of pain coming out of his mouth.In Chen Zhong's view, to say that it hurts is to compromise with some irresistible force, to admit that he was beaten to the ground, to admit that he can't do it.

But in the arms of the aunt of the neighborhood committee, he said that he was hurt by the beating.It turned out that I didn't feel nothing, but I just wanted to compromise with a specific person, and after I was sure that this person would comfort me, I would give in.

"Is it okay to sleep on your stomach?" Chen Zhong exhaled forcefully, exhaling through his nose, like a fire-breathing dragon, even his breath was scorched with sparks, "My back hurts."

As soon as Chen Chong said that, Xia Bing stopped pulling him.People who don't say it hurts easily, once they say it, it really hurts. Chen Zhong is still young, and he hasn't learned to pretend to be pitiful to lie to himself. "Then you wait." He went to the bathroom, took a new dry and soft towel, folded it into the size of a palm, and placed it on Chen Zhong's heart when he came back.

The back of the hand and Chen Zhong's pectoralis major slipped, and Xia Bing's fingertips seemed to touch something hard. The brat's muscles are really well trained. "Put this on, don't press your heart..." As soon as he finished speaking, his fingertips were pressed down by Chen Zhong.

Xia Bing looked over suspiciously.

Chen Zhong looked over innocently.

"What are you doing?" Xia Bing squatted beside his bed and asked.

"Captain Xia, can you lie down with your boyfriend for a while?" Chen Zhong seized the opportunity to ask.

"No, don't be so delicate when a child is sick." Xia Bing pulled out his hand and snored down his back. In fact, he wanted Chen Zhong to have a good rest, but the hand that was about to withdraw was pulled again. He had no choice but to say, "I'm going to cook and I'll be back in a while."

Only then did Chen Zhong let go, lay down on the pillow again, and pressed the towel that Xia Bing had folded for him tightly under his chest, feeling the thoughtfulness of this person.He lay on his side and looked towards the kitchen. Liang Zi, Ping Hao, and Xia Bing surrounded the coach and were cutting meat. Fei Yang and Xiao Bao held binoculars and watched Luo Qinghui's movements. All of this made Chen Zhong feel... safe.

The apocalypse outside is no longer scary.

He wanted to look at it for a while longer, but sleepiness hit him, and he gradually closed his heavy eyelids.

When he opened his eyes again, he didn't know what time it was. The lights in the car had been turned off, and he didn't even turn on the flashlight.He glanced to the side, the roller blind of one of the car windows was not closed, and he could see the light outside.

The light outside the car is white and red, reflecting the profiles of Feiyang and Xiaobao white and red.

"We have to keep an eye on Luo Qinghui at all times, he's so fucking wrong..." The person who spoke was Ping Hao, and Chen Zhong looked closer, and the person sitting next to him was Xia Bing.

"Okay, let's wait until tomorrow... If Chen Chong's fever subsides, let's leave here immediately, the farther away from him the better." Xia Bing didn't realize that Chen Chong had woken up, and kept wiping his body with a cold towel, After putting down the towel, he followed Ping Hao to the window to have a look.

Across the street, the street lights looked around, and there happened to be one near the shroud shop.Luo Qinghui didn't turn on the night light yesterday, but now he turned on the night light in the shroud shop, it turned out to be red.

Red light leaked from the outside of his window covered with gold paper, like a weird will-o'-the-wisp, and also like an entrance to the underworld.Under the shroud store's signboard, two big crimson paper lanterns were hung, covering the two areas in front of the store in red light.

A group of paper figures stood on the other side of the road, looking at the side of the RV.

"Listen, is there music?" Xia Bing pricked up his ears.

"I didn't hear it..." Liang Chu and Lang Jian didn't hear it, and when they opened the window with a gap of 1 cm wide, the voice became obvious.

It came from across the road from the shroud shop.

The voice was not low, intermittent, like an old record playing, Xia Bing listened for a while: "What is this?"

"This is an old song, where have you kids heard it before?" Lang Jian listened carefully to these few lines, "The flowers fall into the water, the spring flows away without a trace... This song is called haunting old dreams..."

"Why is he singing at night?" Chi Feiyang asked, then turned his head to look at the door of the store, where two red lanterns and paper figurines were blown by the wind.Although the paper man is made of paper, the clothes seem to be made of real fabric, swaying in the wind, as if his smile is frozen and he is waving at the RV.

Suddenly, a zombie came from the rear of the car, and was attracted by the lights with only half of its arms swinging.At first, he just walked towards the light. Slowly, he heard the music in the shroud shop, his footsteps changed from slow to fast, passed through the paper crowd, and finally rushed to the door of the shroud shop.

Broken limbs thumped on the glass door, knocking against the door.Everyone in the RV looked dumbfounded, and picked up the weapons in their hands immediately.

But the door of the shroud shop opened at this moment.

Luo Qinghui had already combed her hair, and the moment she opened the door, she helped the zombie who fell forward due to inertia into the room.Like a person waiting to welcome guests, with a shroud on his arm, he helped the zombie into the shop, then walked back to the glass door, and took a meaningful look out.

Just at this glance, everyone in the first speed skating team felt that he was looking at them.

Everyone didn't speak, they didn't understand Luo Qinghui's intentions, they could only hear that the haunting music had stopped.But the lights in the house were not turned off.

The red light, like blood, flowed out of the cracks in the doors and windows, and coated every paper figurine with a red border.

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