from my heart [last days]

The jeep drove them to Xiaji Town, ten kilometers away, before it was completely scrapped.

The town is not big, and it is one of the railway stations. Zhengzhou is [-] kilometers ahead along the railway line.

The direction Pei Ze chose in the breakout did not deviate from their established route.

The residents may have all fled. The wind swept the yellow sand in the town, and there was no one in sight, and the road was fairly clean.

I finally found the clinic in the central square of the town. It is a small single-family house with the words "Yuan's Clinic" in gold on the lintel. The anti-theft door outside is locked, and the inside is a wooden door. Go in through the security door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they stepped forward, the wooden door inside suddenly opened, half a face poked out from the darkness, and asked sharply, "Who are you?!"

Everyone was stunned, and Zhao Meng screamed in fright, and jumped behind Xie Congxin tremblingly: "Morning... Zombies?!"

Of course, the ones who can talk are not zombies, but I didn't expect to meet a living person again so soon.

But it's normal to think about it. The probability of natural infection is only one-fifth. It is impossible for billions of people to really go extinct. It is normal for some people to survive.Like Xie Yiming and the group of students, they fled to the big cities to seek protection, or like Fan Zheng took the children to hide in a hidden safe place, barely surviving on scarce food.

"What are you going to do?" asked the owner of the half face.

The living are better than the living dead. Cheng Yinshang hurriedly took out his military|official|official|certificate and handed it over with a very sincere attitude: "Hello, we are soldiers. We passed by here and got hurt. I want to use your clinic to treat it." Wound."

The man was dubious, Cheng Yin said: "We have food, we can exchange it with you, and we will leave immediately after treating the wound."

The appeal of the words was great, and the man asked, "Who was hurt?"

Cheng Yinshang took half a step back to let Pei Ze behind him. The blood hadn't stopped completely, and the bandages on his waist and abdomen were already bleeding red. It was obvious at a glance that the injury was serious.

When he saw Pei Ze's face, the man was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up slightly, but he probably still had concerns, he blinked and said, "I don't have anything here, don't try to grab it."

Cheng Yinshang hurriedly said no, and the man opened the door for them.

The sun shone into the clinic, and everyone could see his appearance clearly.

About 20 years old, about the same age as Peng He, but much thinner than Peng He, with a clean face, good-looking features, big eyes, light tea irises, short hair that is well-groomed, and temperament He looks a bit like Xie Congxin, he should be a student, he is very thin, and he can tell that there is a shortage of food at a glance.

Several people came in one after another, Pei Ze said: "Thank you."

The man raised his head and smiled a little shyly: "You're welcome."

It was difficult to hide his emotions in his tone, Xie Congxin was walking up the steps in front of the clinic, when he heard this, he looked up, but Pei Ze had already lost his sight, so he met the person squarely.

It is indeed difficult to hide the radar among the same kind, not to mention that Xie Congxin's observation ability is already keen, but at this moment he has no intention of exploring, so he said casually: "Thank you."

"..." The other party quickly pursed his lips, and smiled again: "It's okay, come in quickly."

"My name is Yuan Mingxia." He locked the door again and turned on the indoor light. "My brother is studying surgery. Please wait a moment. He has gone out to find food and will be back soon."

Cheng Yinshang quickly thanked him, not because he couldn't trust Xie Congxin, but of course it would be better to have a professional surgeon.

Yuan Mingxia saw that they were all filthy, so she took the initiative to ask: "Why don't you go upstairs and take a shower first? There is a bathroom up there, and such a dirty wound is not easy to deal with."

Cheng Yinshang hurriedly waved his hand to refuse, Yuan Mingxia glanced at Pei Ze who was on the side, and said with a smile: "It's okay, don't you have food? Change it with me, anyway, hot water is worthless."

Indeed, water and electricity are now more valuable than food, and their food reserves are still sufficient.

But Deng|zhou's incident has not passed for a few hours, and with the lessons learned from Zhao Meng, it is impossible for them to trust strangers easily. Pei Ze said: "No, we will leave after sewing the stitches."

Yuan Mingxia let out an "ah" with a disappointed expression.

Afraid of soiling the chairs, several people did not sit down and leaned against the wall to wait.

Yuan Mingxia was very enthusiastic in serving tea and pouring water, and wanted to talk to them, but none of them had recovered from Zhou An's sudden death. Cheng Yinshang reluctantly answered a few words, and he saw that everyone was depressed, so he was quiet When he came down, he just glanced at Pei Ze's profile from the corner of his eye from time to time, almost writing his thoughts on his face.

An hour later, Yuan Mingxia's brother finally came back.

He came in through the back door, didn't see the car in the front yard, was startled when he saw everyone in the living room, how old was Yuan Mingxia, and he looked much smarter, he immediately warned: "Who are you? Why in my house?!"

"Brother!" Yuan Mingxia hurried up to explain.

After hearing this, Yuan Mingqiu's face did not soften much, and he said angrily: "I said that no one can open the door. Do you think my words are deaf ears?"

Yuan Mingxia said: "But they are soldiers. They just came to bandage the wounds and promised to give us food. They are not bad people!"

Yuan Mingqiu raised her voice: "Bad people will write the word 'bad' on their faces? You are 19 years old, not nine years old, do you need me to teach you this kind of truth?!"

"You don't need to teach me!" Yuan Mingxia probably felt a little embarrassed, and stared back at him not to be outdone, and also shouted, "Anyway, what can you do if I let it in!"

Yuan Mingqiu: "..."

A quarrel broke out in a few words, and it seemed that the relationship was not very good, Pei Ze interrupted: "If it's inconvenient, we'll leave now."

"Don't leave!" Yuan Mingxia immediately turned her head and said, "I'll sew up your wound, leave him alone!"

After saying that, he walked over aggressively, pulled Pei Ze's sleeve and walked to the disposal room. Yuan Mingqiu shouted: "Yuan Mingxia! Let me go!"

Yuan Mingxia poked her neck and said, "Don't let me go! What do you want? Do you still want to hit me?"

Yuan Mingqiu raised his hand immediately, Yuan Mingxia didn't expect him to make a move, he was stunned for a moment, seeing the hand fall, Pei Ze quickly pulled him, Yuan Mingqiu missed.

The two brothers turned their heads together, Pei Ze pulled the clothes out of Yuan Mingxia's hands, and said to Yuan Mingqiu, "Let's go now."

He was so polite, but he didn't look like a bad person. Yuan Mingqiu realized that he was overreacting, and his expression softened a little: "Sorry, there are other clinics two blocks away, you can go there."

After Pei Ze thanked him, he turned around. The few people were embarrassed to meddle in other people's family affairs, and followed Pei Ze in silence and left the same way. Behind him, Yuan Mingxia shouted: "Brother!"

"To shut up!"

"I do not!"

Xie Congxin stopped and looked back at Yuan Mingqiu.

Yuan Mingqiu happened to be looking at them too, met Xie Congxin's eyes, was taken aback for a moment, then nodded apologetically after realizing it.

He thinks that his heart is not bad. If it is normal, he will help whenever he can when he encounters an injury, but at this time, he can't take care of himself, so how can he care about other people's business?

What's more, Yuan Mingxia's purpose, as an elder brother, how could he not see it.

Xie Congxin didn't leave, and said, "Actually, it doesn't make much sense to drive us away. We will stay in town for a few days."

Yuan Mingqiu immediately became nervous: "What do you want?"

Xie Congxin smiled: "It's nothing, I just wanted to ask if I could exchange food for your sutures, so we don't have to make another trip. I think there is a hotel next door."

They wanted to live next door, and it could be seen that Yuan Mingqiu was very reluctant.

But no matter how reluctant he was, the next door was not owned by his family, so he had no right to drive them away. In the end, Xie Congxin exchanged six cans for suture props and a tetanus needle.

Yuan Mingxiashuang beat the eggplants, sent them out with a bitter face, followed behind Pei Ze and asked in a low voice: "Can your people sew? Do you want me to help you later? I have learned a little sewing at school." .”

He has learned it, even if he has no actual combat experience, but he is better than a layman. He gave Xie Congxin a distrustful look.

"No need." Pei Ze sensed his thoughts to some extent, he was not good at words, and even less good at dealing with such things, so he quickened his pace and took two steps forward, arriving at the car a little earlier than Xie Congxin, and drove for him the door.

Xie Congxin raised his head in surprise, and Pei Ze turned around and got on the co-pilot.

It's not that he was surprised that Pei Ze would open the door for him, but that a person like Pei Ze, who is so indifferent, is not slow in this regard.

There is a hotel 20 meters away. It is a self-built private house. There are not many rooms. There are two standard rooms with two big beds. Except for the falling dust, it looks clean.There was a small patio at the back, and the body of the owner's family was lying in the yard, rotten and emitting a stench.

Peng He took gasoline and poured it over, cremated on the spot, the ashes were blown away by the wind, leaving nothing behind.

The car was no longer usable, so I simply removed all the things in the trunk and locked the door on the first floor.

Not to lie to Yuan Mingqiu, they really want to live in this town for a period of time, and it is very difficult to move forward without bullets. The wounds need to be healed, the supplies need to be replenished, and the clues need to be sorted out.

After getting things settled at noon, each took a bath, Cheng Yinshang and Peng He went to make lunch, Pei Ze lay on the bed, and Xie Congxin sewed stitches for him.

After removing the dead meat and cleaning, the needle pierced the skin. Pei Ze looked at his side face, the expression in the pupils under the half-drooped eyelids was serious, completely different from the usual sharp and sharp focus.

He held the needle very steadily, and the suture distance was precisely controlled at about 3mm. Four stitches were completed, and the stitches were neatly tied, which is no different than a professional surgeon.

After getting a tetanus shot, Xie Congxin threw the dirty gauze and bandages into the trash can, and said casually, "Lie down, don't move around for the next two days."

Pei Ze nodded, but Xie Congxin didn't see it. He took the trauma spray and plaster from the bottom of the medicine box, sat on another bed, lifted his left trouser leg and rolled it up to his knee.

The calf has turned purple, and the injury is not serious.

He let out a "tsk", and after spraying the medicine, he pushed it against his fist twice hastily.

Obviously, the sewing technique is comparable to a professional, but this kind of handling is futile, Pei Ze said: "Don't use force."

"..." Xie Cong glanced at him from the corner of his heart.

Pei Ze clutched his wound and got up from the bed, and went into the bathroom.

After a while, he came out with two wet towels, and knelt on one knee at the end of Xie Congxin's bed.

Just now he told him not to move around, Xie Congxin frowned and stared at the wound on his waist and abdomen.

Pei Ze said lightly, "It won't crack, leg."

"..."

Xie Congxin stretched his legs over.

Bruises within 24 hours should not be rubbed or pressed.

When the cold towel was attached to his skin, Xie Congxin was unprepared, flinched, and Pei Ze grabbed his ankle.

He changed his posture and sat at the end of the bed, put Xie Congxin's feet on his lap, pressed a cold towel around the bruise and then spread it out. Xie Congxin's legs were thin, and the towel was wrapped twice just to finish.

Finally, after spraying the spray through the towel, Pei Ze looked up: "I'll change it in half an hour, and I took off my shirt."

"..."

Considering the overall sad atmosphere, there was nothing charming in this habitual commanding tone, and there was no other meaning in Pei Zeshen's eyes at all, but Xie Congxin still felt a little subtle discomfort in the posture of the two.

So much so that he hesitated for two seconds, unable to decide whether to withdraw his judgment that Pei Ze was 'not too slow'.

Two seconds later, Xie Congxin pulled his legs back, turned his back and took off his shirt.

The meaning of this action is also very obvious - I can't reach you behind me, you can help me, I can do it myself in front.

Pei Ze didn't say anything, and pressed a cold towel on his neck.

The pores shrank instantly, and Xie Congxin resisted the urge to tremble physiologically.

In front of Pei Ze, he always has a stubbornness that doesn't want to show weakness.

But this is actually an unnecessary emotion, and he knows it very well intellectually.

He once said to Zhou An that the same kind repels each other. It is a sense of crisis that people are hostile to their superior kind.

This sentence can be fully interpreted in the present.He thinks that Pei Ze is of the same kind, and he rejects Pei Ze because of the difference in physical fitness between the two sides. Instead, his approval of Pei Ze is another level of weakness.

Both of them were shirtless, and the difference in stature was obvious. Sitting face to face would aggravate his psychological anxiety, but turning his back to him could relieve it a little.

Pei Ze applied it to his shoulders, changed the towel, and pressed it on his back.

It was not clear when I saw it from a distance, but now it is more intuitive when I look up close. The bruise on the back spread from the shoulder to the center of the shoulder blade. Under the wing's skin, it may break out of the cocoon at any time.

Compared with his own, the untrained back is thin and smooth, and the straight spine is like a branch of a butterfly resting on it. It is engraved on the white skin, and it has a quiet and strange beauty.

Even when he was injured, it was very "Xie Congxin".

"Learned about sewing?" Pei Ze asked suddenly.

"...Well," Xie Cong didn't move, and lowered his head so that he could spray the medicine, "Recover the corpse during the autopsy."

Yes, he is a scholar, Pei Ze thought.

To become an academician of the National Academy of Sciences at such an age, what is contained under the exquisite skin is a wealth of knowledge that ordinary people cannot imagine.

He should be wearing a white coat, wielding a knife in the dissecting room, reading between the bookcases in the library, drinking his coffee in the laboratory late at night, instead of following them struggling to survive in this bloody storm.

He should have sent this person back to Beijing without stopping.