I bowed my back in the last days

When Yang Chu was watching, Liu Zhiyu who was next to him must have been watching too.But his point of observation is different from Yang Chu's. He saw a line of small characters under the photo.

My little sun, he is gone.

Yang Chu whispered to Liu Zhiyu: "He should have worked very hard to look at the past so calmly. I thought he was a person who was not very serious, but now I know that he is a person who is very good at packaging himself. .”

Liu Zhiyu put down the mirror, put his arms around Yang Chu's shoulders, and rubbed his ears together: "Don't try to dialysis others, you dialysis me."

Yang Chu's ears are already sensitive, especially for a person like Liu Zhiyu who already has a very sexy voice, talking in his ear is even more fatal, all the cells in his body jumped.

"How long will this process take?" Yang Chu leaned in Liu Zhiyu's arms, pinched a small mirror in his hand, looked at the black curtain, and changed the topic with a guilty conscience, "Will he also be bitten by zombies, and then get vaccinated?" go in?"

Liu Zhiyu planned to tease Yang Chu because he saw that he was not in a good mood, so he changed the subject, and he went along with it.

"Yes, let him be bitten by a zombie first, and then inject it to kill the virus before he mutates."

Yang Chu touched the tooth marks on Liu Zhiyu's arm, "Then, what if the blood doesn't work?" His voice was so small that he seemed to be talking to himself, "Will he die?"

"Yes." Liu Zhiyu put his head on Yang Chu's shoulder, the two's movements were not ambiguous, only warm, he said sullenly: "I will die, this is a good result, the worst result is a virus If you can't kill him, he becomes a zombie."

Yang Chu nodded, "The best case is to kill the virus and not mutate."

The people outside were waiting anxiously, and the people inside were also waiting anxiously.Huang Ji had already fallen into a deep sleep at the moment, his left arm was bitten by a zombie who was bound for an experiment.

The wound was bloody and had not been treated, in order to facilitate the observation of the wound.

At this time, the wound was still exactly the same as when it was bitten, bloody and bloody.

Huang Ji's forehead was covered with sweat, and his whole body was a little restless, trying to break free. His brows were wrinkled together, and the fine sweat gathered together and turned into big beads of sweat.

"Injection time, 5 minutes later, no changes visible to the naked eye were found in the wound. The experimenter seemed to be in pain, with convulsions all over the body."

"Injection time, 8 minutes later, no visible changes were found in the wound, and the experimenter suffered even more. He began to struggle, as if trying to break free."

"After 10 minutes of injection, no visible changes were found in the wound. The experimenter stopped struggling and seemed to calm down. This is not a good sign."

"Twelve minutes after the injection, the fresh blood from the wound turned bright red, but the experimenter remained unchanged, as if he had fallen asleep."

"Injection time, 15 minutes later, the blood in the wound began to coagulate, dark red to black, and the pulse of the experimenter became weaker and weaker."

"Injection time, 8 minutes later, the wound had scabbed over, no new blood flowed out, and the pulse of the experimenter was less than 1 times a minute."

"The injection time, 10 minutes passed, the experimenter's wound has healed visible to the naked eye, but the tooth marks are still there, the experimenter's heartbeat has stopped."

"Injection time, three and 10 minutes later, the experimenter, the experimenter was declared dead."

The black curtain was pulled back, and what Yang Chu saw was the dazzling white cloth, which was covering Huang Ji's body on the operating table.

Fang Jian and the old professor sat beside the equipment exhaustedly. They were still holding the ventilator in their hands, and there was a defibrillator beside them. The old professor looked even older. looking at his own face.

Fang Jian sat decadently on the seat, staring at the operating table, as if waiting for some miracle.

And the reaction on the instrument has always been a straight line.

Yang Chu just pinched the small mirror, the tears in his eyes kept spinning, and everyone outside fell silent. For a while, no matter whether it was outside or inside, everything was extremely quiet.

Yang Chu thought of Huang Ji when he saw him for the first time, such a gentle person, his words were not gentle at all.

Yang Chu couldn't see Huang Ji's appearance on the operating table, but he seemed to have returned to the time when Huang Ji was young and vigorous, seeing Huang Ji being chased and beaten by a group of friends, and they were sweating recklessly on the playground.

About 3 minutes passed before Fang Jian opened the door. The zombie inside had been stabbed in the neck by the old professor and stopped struggling.The blood remaining on the mouth is yellowish.

Fang Zhizhi cried and hugged Fang Jian. Fang Jian patted her on the back and apologized deeply to Chief Guo.All hope seems to be gone. Antibodies against the virus and tests seem to be gone.

They can't see the future, endless struggle.

"There must be a way." Liu Zhiyu hugged Yang Chu in his arms and forced Yang Chu not to look at the yellow collection covered in a white cloth in the laboratory. His voice was also a little choked up, "Maybe my blood is not good, But Professor Fang and the others must have a way."

Yang Chu stared straight at Huang Ji, how he wished that the person lying inside would suddenly sit up and tell everyone that he was just playing a joke on everyone.

But Huang Ji didn't sit up.

Chief Guo left with Professor Fang and the old professor, and they were going to find a new method.Wei Mo took the people out first, leaving Yang Chu and Liu Zhiyu outside the laboratory.

Yang Chu was a little agitated. If he had to say that he was the one who got along with Huang Ji the most.

Holding the small mirror in his hand, he thought, Huang Ji gave him even the last bit of support.

"Brother Liu, he was still talking to me just now."

Liu Zhiyu kissed the top of his relative's head, "Yes."

Yang Chu choked up and said, "I shouldn't have taken away his little mirror, I should have given him something to think about, save it, save it so fast."

Liu Zhiyu didn't know what to say, he just hugged him in his arms, kissed the top of his head from time to time, and silently told Yang Chu that he was always by his side.

Yang Chu kept looking at the laboratory, his eyes were blurred by tears, he seemed to see the straight line suddenly turned, rose a little, and then returned to calm.

Yang Chu wiped away his tears in disbelief, and forced his eyes to open a little wider.

He just stared at the straight line, until the straight line suddenly popped up again, followed by irregular wavy lines, he seemed to hear Huang Ji's heartbeat.

"Brother Liu! Brother Liu, he, he is alive!" Yang Chu excitedly patted Liu Zhiyu who was hugging him.

Liu Zhiyu's back was facing the laboratory, so only Yang Chu saw all these changes.He turned around in disbelief and saw the white cloth on Huang Ji's body slipped to the ground.

The two reacted at the same time and rushed into the laboratory. Yang Chu was about to go up to him, but Liu Zhiyu grabbed his wrist and brought him back, "Be careful, what if you get sick?"

Yang Chu was more excited than nervous at the moment.

The two of them stood three meters away from the operating table. They watched Huang Ji sit up slowly. He lowered his head and couldn't see his eyes, but he didn't let out a zombie-like roar.

Huang Ji's mind was in chaos right now, buzzing like a muddy mess.

He shook his head, as if his senses were good and his eyesight hadn't developed yet. He raised his hand a little stiffly, but he couldn't even see the teeth marks on his arm.

He shook his head again and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

However, his series of movements were not that simple in the eyes of Yang Chu and Liu Zhiyu. Huang Ji's movements looked like a person with limited mobility, or a zombie who had just turned into a dead body.

Liu Zhiyu looked at the scalpel next to him, took one in his hand, held Yang Chu with his left hand, and slowly approached Huang Ji step by step.

Huang Ji's mind was full of buzzing, his vision was blurred, and when he raised his head slightly, he saw two black shadows approaching him, although he couldn't see what it was or who it was.

He didn't know if the other party was hostile. He squinted his eyes hard, but he couldn't see the face of the person who came, but he saw the murder weapon in the person's hand first!He jumped out of bed with a jerk.

But his body didn't seem to listen to him. He originally planned to turn over handsomely, and then kick the bed towards the person who wanted to attack him. In the end, he just turned over, and then successfully made intimate contact with the ground.

He hissed in pain, he didn't have time to feel sorry for himself, he pushed the operating bed and was about to hit his attacker, but the opponent's strength was obviously stronger than his.

"Yellow set!"

He seemed to hear someone calling him. He paused when he pushed the bed, and then he was pushed back on the bed and his hands and feet were bound.

"Can you hear me?"

Huang Ji turned his head, thinking, there is no such a pleasant voice in his friends, like a clear spring, beating on his heart.

Who would that be?

His consciousness recovered a little bit, and his eyesight also recovered a little bit. He could see clearly the man who was pressing him down, an extremely handsome man. If he was forced to speak, it would be a little bit worse than when he was not disfigured.

Why?Why is it not disfigured?

Huang Ji's thoughts came back a little. He thought of the upper bunk that jumped in front of him to protect him from being bitten when the virus broke out, and thought of his roommate who was eaten by seven or eight zombies.

He thought of his brother on the opposite bed who suddenly became estranged.

Zombie, the bed opposite him turned into a zombie, and in an instant, he bit his comrade in the next bed.When the incident happened, Huang Ji and the others were training, ten of them lived in a dormitory.

He sat on the edge of the bed and watched his comrades kill each other.

Until a comrade rushed in front of him and blocked the bite from his comrade on the opposite bed for him.

He was protected in the corner by his comrades, who were bitten bloody in front of him, his upper bunk, the youngest of the ten of them.He exchanged his own life for a glimmer of life.

His youngest, his little sun, disappeared in front of him.

Huang Ji's vision became clearer, but the tears gathered in his eyes were once again blurred.

He said hoarsely, "My little sun, he's gone."

After Yang Chu understood this sentence, Liu Zhiyu let go of his hands, they knew it.Huang Ji woke up, no, he came back to life, he didn't mutate, and he didn't die.

The vaccine works.

Huang Ji passed out again, his heartbeat continued, but his whole body fell into a sleep state.Yang Chu didn't know how he got out of the laboratory, he only knew that when Huang Ji's heartbeat resumed, at that moment, he felt that he saw a bright future.