The world is broken, the cubs mend it

"It's just a tube of blood. What's so good about drawing it?"

Jiang Rang didn't bring any blood-drawing equipment today, so he didn't understand where he came from.

"You'll know when the time comes. Remember what you promised me, don't tell anyone about Yuanyuan's existence."

Qi Siyue agreed to let him draw blood and asked him to help examine the child to see if there was any way to alleviate the symptoms of fear of cold.

Sometimes when the weather is too cold, children’s hands and feet will turn red from the cold. In severe cases, they will swell like small buns, even when they are kept as warm as possible.

Jiang Rang had no medical equipment with him, but he had learned some Chinese medicine and was able to feel the child's pulse by pinching it.

There is a lot of cold in the child's body, and there are no other major problems.

"Maybe the virus caused her physical condition to be affected. Next time I'll bring her some medicine to drive away the cold."

He knew that Qi Siyue didn't want to go to the base, otherwise he would have taken the child there long ago, and he would come to find him then.

"Why are you here?"

Qi Siyue was relieved to see that the child was not seriously injured.

"I came here to collect herbs. I was worried that they would wither in this weather, but I didn't expect them to be so tenacious."

Jiang Rang patted the transparent glass box on the table, picked up the hot water and took a sip.

He originally worked in a research institute in H City, but was transferred to the army after the virus broke out.

The country has organized various bases to select outstanding scientific researchers and to organize a new medical research team to jointly study drugs to resist the zombie virus.

He was fortunate enough to pass the selection and come to the capital, and has been in charge of the project at the base ever since.

The current blocking vaccine was developed by him from advanced zombies, but it is useless against zombies that have already mutated.

The first zombie sent to the base for research was called Zhang Jianwei. He was captured in H City. Many subsequent high-level zombies sent for research came from the H City base.

It is said that it was reported by a kind-hearted wanderer who would be the first to contact them whenever he saw such zombies.

But he didn't expect that this kind-hearted wanderer was actually Qi Siyue.

The brazier outside the RV was burning red, and everyone gathered together to keep warm, their bodies gradually warming up.

Just after dawn, several green cars from the base drove over. Jiang Rang said goodbye to the father and daughter and agreed that they would come to see him after the snow stopped.

“Dad, is Uncle Jiang a good person?”

Maybe there were too few good people they met along the way, Yuanyuan waited until the car drove away before coming out, and her cold little hand grasped his fingers.

"Yes, don't be afraid."

Qi Siyue will wait for him here as promised, and he also needs to get medicine for the child to heal.

"Is he a doctor?"

“It’s kind of…”

"Can he heal everyone?"

Yuanyuan looked at her father with her sparkling eyes. In the books she had read, doctors were the saviors of difficult and complicated diseases.

"I don't know, I'm sure they can."

Qi Siyue believed that Jiang had enabled them to develop drugs to fight the virus and put an end to this tragedy that had cost countless lives.

The heavy snow lasted for more than ten days, and the next day it was sunny again. The melted snow flowed in the forest, making a pleasant sound.

As promised, Jiang Rang was escorted here in the base's car and brought a lot of supplies with him.

He applied for these supplies in his own name, and the base used special cultivation techniques to grow some vegetables and fruits.

There were not many fruits and vegetables, mostly rice, flour and coarse grains, filling up nearly half a car. These staple foods were enough to feed the father and daughter for a long time.

Captain Lei was still the person in charge of the escort this time. Unexpectedly, not long after he returned, he wanted to come out again in the name of meeting friends.

The base rejected his application at first, but could not resist his constant application, and finally he made a fuss and got the opportunity to go out for half a day.

Jiang Rang's parents also hold military posts, so the whole family is safe.

However, every researcher has the authority to apply for supplies for their family members, and there is a fixed quota every month.

Jiang Rang also had a share, but he had never received it before. This time he took it all out at once.

In principle, there is no waiting after the deadline, and he can only receive supplies for nearly three months at most. But since his team has made great contributions, he was given some special treatment.

Captain Lei originally planned to command others to move the supplies onto the RV, but was stopped by Jiang Rang, who told his friend to move them himself.

"Dr. Jiang, is your relationship good or bad?"

If that young man were asked to carry so many supplies by himself, wouldn't he be exhausted?

Why don’t so many people use it when it can be used?

"He has no other hobbies, he just likes to do hard labor, just let him move it by himself, please wait for me outside."

Jiang Rang got into the car, closed the door, took off his coat, and took out the sealed blood drawing equipment from it.

The father and daughter sat on the sofa waiting for him. Yuanyuan saw him take out a thin syringe, pursed her lips and was a little scared.

"Don't be afraid, uncle will only smoke a little."

Jiang Rang made preparations, applied iodine to the child's arm, and then held the needle between his fingers and pierced the child's skin.

The needle did not go in smoothly when it touched the skin. He thought it was because he did not use enough force, so he applied a little force with his fingertips but it still did not go in.

He suddenly wondered if he had muscular dystrophy until he poked the needle so hard that it bent.

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Jiang Rang looked at the bent needle and began to doubt his life. He finally understood what it meant that her blood was not that easy to draw.

They knew each other too well. Even if Qi Siyue told him that he couldn't pierce through, he wouldn't believe it, so he was asked to try it himself.

"What did you feed her?"

Is this the skin that can be grown by carbon-based organisms?

"Nothing. She could still feel the pain at first, but then it became much less painful. Her skin's defense ability became very strong."

Qi Siyue looked at the child's unharmed arm. This was the most special thing about the child.

At first, when he bathed the child and rubbed the color off her body vigorously, she could still feel the pain.

"How strong is it?"

Jiang Rang threw away the needle in his hand, luckily he brought a spare one.

"Bullets can't hurt her."

"WTF?"

Jiang Rang dropped the spare needle in his hand to the ground and pinched himself hard. Was he really not dreaming?

"Send your children to be special forces soldiers. The country needs such geniuses."

She has a body of iron and steel, yet she is afraid of being caught for research. Her body cannot be hurt even by bullets, so what knife can be used to dissect her?

"Is she okay like this?"

An old father has countless worries, some of which are ridiculous.

Qi Siyue was worried that his child’s sensitivity to pain was too low, and what would happen if he couldn’t feel anything if he got hurt in the future.

"Great! Who says this is bad? She's just great like this!"

Jiang Rang didn't know what to say. After his collapse, he thought about how to get some of her blood.