useless vampire

"Meow~" A lazy meow sounded in the corridor. At this time, the central point was still silent, except for the guards, the rest of the people hadn't woken up yet.

He Zizhou fed the cat a small dried fish, and the little black cat rubbed against his calf after eating.He bent down and rubbed the cat's neck, the flesh was chubby, the fur was smooth and shiny.

Suddenly there was another "meow", the cat raised its head to look at He Zizhou's hand, took a step back, and scratched the hair on its neck with its paws, a very unobtrusive black line was exposed, as if there was something Something is tied to it.

"Good boy." He Zizhou patted the little black cat's head, and smoothed the raised fur on its neck. It then stepped forward to lick He Zizhou's hand, and then leisurely tiptoed on its pink meat pad to the exit. direction.

He Zizhou glanced at the time, it was 5:56 in the morning, and it was time for the little black cat to go out to breathe.

Fang Yu rushed into the room, suffocated, and saw that Que Zhiyu's mouth and chest were covered in blood, Jiang An hugged Que Zhiyu and cried helplessly.

"Let me do it!" Fang Yu took Que Zhiyu from Jiang An's hand, picked it up, and rushed out.

With a sudden "vomit--", Que Zhiyu vomited another mouthful of thick blood, which soaked Fang Yu's shirt red.

"Fang Yu... Fang Yu..." Que Zhiyu called Fang Yu in a low voice.

Fang Yu rubbed his bloody hair, and comforted him: "I'm here, I'm here, it's okay, I'll be at the hospital soon..."

As soon as he arrived at the hospital, Fang Yu sent him to the emergency room, followed closely by Jiang An. He was horrified to find that there were surprisingly many patients in the hospital, and all of them looked very bad. Some of them had already vomited blood in the hall, and a few A patient like Que Zhiyu was lying on the stretcher.

As soon as the door of the operating room was closed, Fang Yu leaned heavily against the wall, looked up at the white light tube, and his mind was in chaos.

"Dididi——" the ringtone of the mobile phone pulled him out of the chaos. He touched the mobile phone around and found that it was Que Zhiyu's mobile phone ringing, and the screen displayed "Mommy".

"Hey—where did you go, you dead child! Why did Adonis send a letter of employment to the house! What the hell did you do outside? Do you know how much effort I have spent to make you the president..."

As soon as Fang Yu got on the phone, Fang Yu heard the other party talking like a duck whose throat had been pinched. He frowned, and when she finished cursing in one breath and was about to curse luck for the second round, he said, "Auntie! , Zhiyu is sick, very sick, please come and see him, I will send you the address."

Que Zhiyu's mother was taken aback when she heard the strange voice, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that Zhiyu is in danger now, and you are his mother."

"...I'll go right away, but I want to ask first, what's wrong with Xiaoyu? He had a bad physique when he was a child, and he became seriously ill after a little ailment, so I wonder if it's not that..."

"He's vomiting blood."

"It's so serious! Okay, I'll go right away!" Que Zhiyu's mother immediately hung up the phone.

Fang Yu put down his phone, his face was pale, his dark green eyes were bloodshot, Jiang An had never seen Fang Yu in such a mess.

"Fang Yu...what's going on?" Jiang An asked.

Fang Yu took a deep breath and replied, "Some things we least want to see are happening now."

Jiang An was taken aback.

"Little kids born in peaceful times will never know what the world used to be like." Fang Yu sighed, anxiously took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and smoked them.

At this moment, Jiang An's cell phone rang, and he took it out. It was an important notice sent by the university group. After reading it, he said in surprise: "...Because there are too many students who are sick, classes will be temporarily suspended from today. Wait for the specific time?"

Fang Yu exhaled slowly, and said, "There is nothing surprising about this."

Jiang An was silent and sat beside Fang Yu silently. After a while, he said, "Can you tell me what happened? I'm not a child anymore."

Fang Yu glanced at him and said, "If you're lucky, the 26-year plague won't happen again, otherwise, a large number of people will die in the world."

Jiang An trembled.

A halo of smoke hovered above the two of them, half a cigarette hadn't been burned yet, when Fang Yu's cell phone rang, this time it was Qiu's father.

"Uncle, um, um, I see, I'll go right away, you...don't be too sad," Fang Yu put down his phone, pressed the remaining cigarette, and said to Jiang An after a moment of silence, "Qiu Yingying is dead .”

Jiang An's breath was suffocated, "Why... how..."

"I'm going to help with some funeral affairs. You are waiting here. If you have any situation, please contact me."

Jiang An's voice was hot. At this moment, all his awkwardness towards Qiu Yingying disappeared, and he just wanted to say something not so sad, but Fang Yu's back had disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The hospital is full of patients, and it takes a while to get from the operating room to the hospital gate.Fang Yu finally drove the car on the road, and the road was also blocked.

Almost all passers-by on the street wore masks, but they could still see weakness and weakness from their eyes. Occasionally, some people suddenly vomited blood, and the masks were immediately soaked red, and blood seeped out from the gaps.The blood on the sidewalk here and there was shocking, and the people in the pharmacy lined up far outside the door.The prices of those snapped up masks and hemostats are skyrocketing.

When they arrived at the destination, Fang Yu got out of the car wearing a mask. Qiu's family was still in grief, but the grief didn't last long, because Qiu's mother who was present suddenly fell to the ground, and blood sprayed on the face of a guest, who screamed and covered his face. Face ran out, and the scene became chaotic again.

Fang Yu helped Qiu's father control the situation and sent Qiu's mother to the hospital, which was the last sincerity.

Qiu's father held Fang Yu's hand and said solemnly: "You are a good boy. Although I couldn't let Yingying marry you, in my heart, you are already my own son. I can't stay here any longer. I asked someone to find a group, and they have set up a safe area, as long as you pass the physical examination, there will be a special plane to send you to the safe area. I have already contacted the middleman and booked a place for your family, go quickly."

"I still have something to do here, so I can't go, thank you very much." After Fang Yu finished speaking, he hurried back to the hospital.

There were more and more people in the hospital, and there were not enough hospital beds. Fang Yu squeezed from the crowd to the operating room. When he saw the three bright words "in operation" at the door, his eyes suddenly blurred and he almost fell down.

He touched his forehead, the temperature was a little high, and his intuition told him that he had been infected.He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists.

"Fang Yu—" Seeing him coming, Jiang An stood up from his chair and ran to meet him.

"Put on the mask first, don't talk to me, don't approach me." Fang Yu stuffed the mask into Jiang An's hand.

Jiang An put on the mask silently, seeing that Fang Yu was more anxious than when he left, he didn't want to offend Fang Yu again, so he waited for Que Zhiyu to come out with him.

After a while, the operation door opened, and the doctor said with no sadness or joy on his face, "The patient is still not sure whether he is out of danger."

The doctor arranged Que Zhiyu in a relatively quiet ward, with Fang Yu and Jiang An guarding the side. The two of you exchanged for me and I for you, and talked to Que Zhiyu, because the doctor said that he should be able to hear the outside world at this time.

At night, Que Zhiyu's mother finally came. She was wearing thick protective clothing, a thick mask and a protective mask, so that people could not see her original appearance.

Before she reached Que Zhiyu's side, she started crying, "Xiaoyu...Xiaoyu...it's my mother who is sorry for you...Mom has treated you badly, you will leave mother alone at such a young age..."

"Auntie, Zhiyu is not as serious as you said." Fang Yu interrupted.

She choked, "But..."

"Zhiyu can still hear your voice, but can't speak." Fang Yu added.

Que Zhiyu's mother's red eyes looked at the red spots on Que Zhiyu's body, which were spreading to her neck little by little. Get better, one, it will definitely get better! When the time comes, I must come to find my mother... Mom, let's go first..."

As she spoke, she took a few steps back, and when she touched the doorknob, she suddenly withdrew her hand like an electric shock, took out a small bottle from her body, sprayed her hands repeatedly, and then rushed out of the door.