from my heart [last days]

Kong Minghui had already chased after him. Pei Ze closed the door of the blood transfusion room and locked it. Xie Congxin pressed Dr. Xu's forehead and motioned him to go inside.

Sure enough, Feng Yun was there.

The three of them opened the door and went in. There were two side-by-side single beds in the blood transfusion room. Feng Yun was tied to one of them by a three-inch-wide black belt. consciousness.

His skin is fair, and he is wearing a hospital gown with a black leather belt, and even if he is tied up in two or three loops, he still has a strange aesthetic feeling.

Xie Congxin raised his eyebrows: "Feng Dong is very interesting."

His body had already started to go stiff, Feng Yun tugged at the numb corners of his mouth, and replied: "It feels pretty good, academician Xie, do you want to try it?"

"No need, I'm not interested in this area, so why not play with Feng Dong." Xie Congxin handed the gun pointed at Dr. Xu to Pei Ze, walked over and pulled the belt on his body, it was still tightly tied.

Feng Yun said with regret: "I thought I could be a patient in the next bed with Academician Xie."

Xie Cong smiled innocently, "Sorry, I don't have this kind of interest either."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside, Xie Congxin took out the needle in his pocket and said, "To make a long story short, is this a vaccine?"

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Academician Xie, guess what?"

Xie Congxin glanced at him, went around to the end of the bed, and pressed his leg. The skin under the patient's clothes was as hard as a stone, because of excessive congestion, nerve stiffness, and no sense of touch.

Xie Congxin took out a pair of rubber gloves from the storage table next to the hospital bed and put them on, then said suddenly, "I'm ashamed to say that I haven't done a human dissection yet."

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows, and saw him pick up a scalpel, lightly pressed the back of the knife on Feng Yun's leg, and smiled: "Why don't you try Feng Dong?"

"..."

Feng Yun coughed and said, "It's a vaccine, yes, but it's a failed product left by your father. The success rate is very low, less than one tenth."

"What else?" Xie Congxin said, "I want to take all the things he left behind."

Feng Yun sighed and said, "No, you don't know how cunning he is. Before he escaped, he destroyed all the materials of the past few years."

After finishing speaking, he paused again, looked at Xie Congxin and said with a smile: "You are a bit alike, the old fox and the little fox, but you are still a bit worse than him."

"..." Xie Congxin was silent for two seconds, not angry, and said calmly: "Then tell me what Director Feng knows, as much as you can, anyway, there are still seven or ten minutes—"

Bang!

The door panel of the blood transfusion room was completely removed, and Kong Minghui broke in panting heavily, followed by a few men in black clothes, who were obviously tossed about by the thirty zombies upstairs.

With several guns pointed at them, Pei Ze hijacked Dr. Xu and stood beside Xie Congxin, and the guns were instead pointed at Feng Yun's temple.

"Boss!" The person behind Kong Minghui wanted to step forward, but Kong Minghui stopped him.

Feng Yun tilted his head, smiled at them, and comforted him: "Don't get excited, I'm fine."

Although Kong Minghui's expression did not change, his clenched hands loosened a little.

Xie Congxin glanced at the ring on his ring finger, and said, "But it's hard to say if something will happen next, Manager Kong better calm down."

Kong Minghui glared at them, the shards of glass on his shoulders were still shaken off, "If something happens to him, none of you will be able to get out of here."

"Even if he's fine, we can't get out of here." Xie Congxin picked up Feng Yun's trousers with a scalpel, and with a light stroke, the sharp blade cut a wound a few centimeters long. "I don't mind if you die together." .”

Feng Yun no longer felt the pain, but the bloodstains were unusually bright, Kong Minghui shouted: "Stop!"

In fact, they all understood that Xie Congxin would not really do anything to Feng Yun.

But concern is chaotic, Kong Minghui can't see Feng Yun getting hurt.

"Okay," Feng Yun swallowed a lot of saliva secreted in his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, and his vision began to blur, "Let them go out first, I will say a few words to Academician Xie, it's okay, it's still early."

Kong Minghui stared at his profile, and after a while, he waved to the people behind him.

"If I knew Academician Xie was willing to come here by himself, I wouldn't need you to pick him up," Feng Yun sighed again, "Have you hurt a lot of people?"

If people have no humanity, such hypocritical concern is just disgusting, Xie Congxin smiled ironically, and said to Kong Minghui: "Manager Kong should go out too."

"I'll stay," Kong Minghui threw away the gun, handed the dagger in his pocket to the last person who left, and raised his hand to indicate that he was out of weapons, "I won't do anything."

Xie Congxin glanced sideways at Pei Ze, who nodded.

"Then take a step back," Xie Congxin said to Feng Yun who was lying down, "I can try to save you while ensuring my own safety."

Feng Yun twitched the corner of his mouth, "How do I know that you will really save me?"

"I'm different from Xie Lin." Xie Congxin threw away the scalpel, changed to a pair of scissors, and cut his trouser leg to the knee. The blood vessels on it had already protruded, making the skin almost transparent. "I abide by the agreement."

Feng Yun blinked hard, "Do I still have a choice?"

"No," Xie Congxin said, "Either live together or die together."

"Then let's make a deal," Feng Yun sighed, and said again, "Actually, I'm more suspicious. If I can, I would rather kill you directly to take blood."

"You can do the same, but if the blood exchange fails, you won't have a second chance," Xie Congxin said, "I'm alive, so you have room for failure."

When it comes to negotiations, few people can beat him, and what he said is indeed the truth.

Feng Yun calmed down.

He knew that Xie Congxin's purpose in coming to Zheng|zhou was for the semi-finished vaccine left by Xie Lin, and he could also see that Xie Congxin was not someone who would stay and continue researching on his legs just because he offered favorable conditions.

So he decided not to do one thing, but to change his blood before Xie Congxin escaped. It would be good if he could succeed, but if he couldn't, it would be just one life.

He has already arranged all funeral affairs.

If the exchange of blood is unsuccessful, Kong Minghui will become his successor. His power in Zheng|zhou is enough for Kong Minghui to survive in this apocalypse.

Of course, no one wants to die if they can live. Kong Minghui closed the door of the emergency room, walked up to him, and took his hand that was secured by a belt.

The two rings were stuck together, Kong Minghui lowered his eyes, Feng Yun couldn't see his expression clearly, so he smiled at him: "Are you injured?"

"No." Kong Minghui replied.

In fact, there was an injury. Pei Ze was superior in skill, but he had the advantage in weapons and numbers, so the injury was not serious and did not require emergency treatment.

But Feng Yun knew him too well, and knew that since Xie Congxin and Pei Ze were able to get here, Kong Minghui must have gotten nothing from them, so he greeted Dr. Xu: "You show Minghui first, I'm still early here." .”

Dr. Xu was clasped by Pei Ze, and looked back at Xie Congxin, as if asking for advice. Xie Congxin signaled Pei Ze to let him go, and said to Dr. Xu, "Let him deal with it too."

Dr. Xu rubbed his almost dislocated wrist and nodded, but he sighed in his heart, thinking that these young people really don't know how to write the words "respect the old and love the young", how could they be so rude to an old man like him?

"Then give it first..." Feng Yun realized that he didn't know Pei Ze's name, so he changed his words, "Let's show it to Academician Xie's boyfriend first."

Xie Congxin was not polite, hooked up a doctor's chair, asked Pei Ze to sit down, and went to the drawer to find alcohol and gauze.

The emergency room was quite complete, and Feng Yun had already made sufficient preparations for a blood exchange.

Xie Congxin came back with something and put it on the operating table next to him. Pei Zeshentong glanced at him, as if he had something to say.

But Xie Congxin looked down at him, and he looked away again.

The wound on the abdomen was a bullet bruise, and the burn marks were nearly five centimeters long. Fortunately, the bullet did not enter the body, otherwise Pei Ze would not have survived until now.

Dr. Xu treated him here, and Xie Congxin looked for other places. There were not many injuries visible to the naked eye, and there was a scrape on his left arm, which was left to the more professional Dr. Xu to deal with. Others were small wounds. There are more on the arm, and there is also one on the back of the hand. It is wiped with alcohol cotton, and there is no need to bandage it.

Feng Yun watched their actions for a while, then turned to look at Kong Minghui: "Is it inconsiderate of my boyfriend to be so capable?"

At such a time, he was the only one still in the mood to joke around. Kong Minghui clasped his hands even tighter, and replied with difficulty: "...it's okay."

Feng Yun sighed: "What 'it doesn't matter'... you are still blaming me?"

Kong Minghui pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I want to touch your face," Feng Yun said, "Unfortunately, I can't move."

Kong Minghui lowered his head and pressed his cheek against his palm.

The warm and affectionate movements are completely different from the fierceness when fighting. With the beautiful appearance, it looks like a tamed clouded leopard.

Feng Yun touched his lips with the back of his finger that could only move, and said with an inch: "I should still kiss you."

"..." Kong Minghui quickly glanced at Xie Congxin and the others.

Dr. Xu's old spirit was there, and he turned his back at an angle, pretending he didn't hear them, but Xie Congxin didn't look at them at all, and was lowering his head, disinfecting the wound on the back of Pei Ze's hand.

Kong Minghui bent down quickly, and lightly touched Feng Yun's lips.

Feng Yun's vision was completely blurred, and he said the last sentence when his pupils were out of focus: "The rest is owed first..."

Then the words were replaced by a vague voice from his throat, his irises suddenly enlarged for two weeks, his eyeballs were bloodshot, his limbs tried to get up, but he was buckled back to the bed by the belt!

Kong Minghui stood up abruptly, and the chair fell to the ground with a bang——

"The incubation period is over." Xie Congxin stopped.

Dr. Xu put a bandage on Pei Ze, nodded and said, "Wait another hour."

"What's his blood type?" Xie Congxin asked.

"A," Dr. Xu replied, "I know you are type O, you can have blood transfusion, can you draw 1500ml first?"

"1200," Xie Congxin said, "My blood pressure is low, prepare a blood bag for me."

"I can't give you a blood transfusion until he wakes up," Dr. Xu refused, "it will dilute the antibodies in your body."

"So you plan to drain me all at once and give him a whole-body blood exchange?" Xie Congxin sarcastically said, "The blood type is different. Even if he didn't die from the virus, he would die from a transfusion reaction."

Dr. Xu said: "The temporary strengthening effect of the virus on the body should be able to help him resist the transfusion reaction."

Xie Congxin smiled coldly, "1200ml, take it in batches, otherwise I will be in danger."

Doctor Xu looked at Kong Minghui.

To be honest, he doesn't want Xie Congxin to die. The antibody in this person is the best hope for the end of the world.

But he was favored by Feng Yun in the early years, and after the end of the world, his whole family relied on Feng Yun's protection. He knew that if Feng Yun died today, his son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter who was less than five years old would all be killed. Send it down to be buried with Feng Yun.

This is Feng Yun.

Even though he smiles every day, seems to have a good temper, and can be regarded as tolerant of his subordinates, he is still the black leader who has dominated the Central South region for nearly ten years, and he can still sit firmly in this position with a pair of lame legs. There should be as much ruthlessness as methods.

Even for Kong Minghui, what he said was love and what he did was cruel enough.Doctor Xu wondered if Feng Yun had thought about how Kong Minghui would live alone if he died today.

Fifty knows the destiny, he sees through the world, and today he gambled his wealth and life to stand here.

The doctor is benevolent, and he knows that he has fulfilled these four words. How can the invisible and intangible lives of thousands of people in the world be as important as the family members who are connected by blood?

Kong Minghui nodded to Dr. Xu.

His eye sockets were already red, and it could be seen that he was suppressing the heat.

Feng Yun on the bed was rapidly turning into a zombie, his handsome face was twitching with blue veins, his mouth was wide open to the limit of his muscles, and a meaningless hoarse growl came out of his throat, because he couldn't move because of the belt restraint, and his vigorous struggle made the whole bed shake.

"1200 milliliters," Dr. Xu sighed, "I will draw it three times..."

——Before he finished speaking, the lights in the emergency room suddenly went out!