disaster sequence

Bright's outbreak of the virus lasted a very short time. He recovered around six in the morning. Except for the shocking blood scabs on his body and his slightly pale face, his demeanor and movements no longer showed the horrible appearance before.

Brett moved his body, and with his movements, dried blood clots fell down rustlingly. Brett frowned in disgust, took off his coat and threw it on the ground.

He walked to the cave and said to Francis inside, "Let's go."

Francis loosened the bandage on Karl's thigh for a while, and Karl's bleeding did not stop. In order to prevent him from losing too much blood, Francis tightly tied the bandage above the bleeding point, but he had to loosen it for a while to prevent the bleeding Poor flow leads to limb necrosis.

He didn't care about Brett's physical condition, but just tried to carry Carl up. Carl was about the same height as him, but slightly stronger than him. His movements inevitably stumbled, and he couldn't carry Carl up after several attempts.

Brett sneered, "Leave him to me." After finishing speaking, regardless of Francis, he took a step closer and lifted Karl up. The moment he lifted Karl up, Brett frowned slightly, and Francis was thinking Help, Brett has easily got Carl out of the cave, "Where is the hospital?"

Francis followed Bright. "It's not far from the research institute. Although it's a bit small, it has an independent power supply system and sufficient medicine. As long as we get there, Karl can still be saved."

Ye Chi led them to find the hidden military off-road vehicle again. Brett stuffed Carl into the back seat of the car and opened the door: "I remember you are a psychiatrist."

Francis carefully moved Carl's hands and feet aside, and sat in. "I studied medicine at first, but then I changed my major." He paused, and then said, "I studied for four years, and then I also did an internship. Pass."

Brett started the car and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry, since I promised, I won't go back on my word. Didn't you find this out?"

It took more than an hour from where they were to the hospital. Fortunately, there were no accidents on the way and they arrived at their destination smoothly.

This hospital serves all the facilities on the island, a small two-story white building with a wall is all there is, and it looks plain and shabby from the outside.

The door was open, and it was dark inside, apparently without electricity.

"The power supply should have been cut off in the chaos. The switch is on the far left of the first floor. There is a surgical operating room on the second floor, and the pharmacy is also on the second floor." Francis gave the general location as quickly as possible.

Brett considered for a few seconds before making a decision, "Let's go up to the second floor first, clean up the contents inside, and then prepare the necessary instruments. I'll go downstairs to turn on the power. How long will the surgery take?"

Francis moved his fingers, "If it goes well, the night will be over."

Bright nodded, and he said something softly to Ye Chi. Ye Chi took down the gun and handed it to Bright. Bright's own gun had already been left at the airport, and Ye Chi took out his saber.

Brett handed Carl over to the doctor. Considering that the doctor and Carl could not move flexibly, Brett and Ye Chi first entered the hospital to clear out a small clean area, and then expanded outwards around it.

Although the hospital has basically complete facilities, there are not many medical staff in it, including a few guards, there are only a dozen or so, which makes Brett's cleaning work not encounter any difficulties.

Brett frowned, blinked his eyes hard, and fired a shot before the mutant in front of him pounced on him. Compared to his previous level, this shot was abnormal, and it only hit the mutant's leg. The mutant was very insensitive to pain, it landed in mid-air, howled, changed direction and rushed up again.

Brett simply closed his eyes and narrowly avoided the attack. He felt the bloody wind blowing past his face. Although the speed of this mutant was fast, it was not as fast as the one he encountered in the previous research institute. The orangutan, Brett dodged a few times, hit the wall, he stabilized his body, and fired a shot by feeling, he heard the sound of the bullet entering the flesh, followed by the shrill cry of the mutant, this is called The sound was very short, and soon there was no sound around.

Brett opened his eyes, and the corpse of the mutant was lying not far from his feet. Blood slowly flowed out from under the corpse, probably hitting the main artery. Brett subconsciously covered his nose.After Ye Chi came down the stairs, he was also stained with blood, and the blood groove on the saber was full of minced meat.

In Brett's eyes, the texture of the minced meat and the traces of blood flowing down the blade were extremely clear, coupled with the extremely stench of blood, he couldn't help but feel nauseous, "I really want to take a good bath. he murmured.

Ye Chi sensitively sensed Brett's discomfort, he stopped approaching Brett, pointed to his eyes, Brett put away the gun, his ears were still buzzing, the mutant just before dying That sound pierced his eardrums, but even so, the subtle sounds around him still echoed in his mind, making his temples throb and hurt.

Brett wiped his face, and shook his head to Ye Chi who was looking at him worriedly, "I'm fine, but seriously, baby, how do you adapt, I feel like I'm in hell now." He While complaining, she walked towards Ye Chi, "Go and tell the doctor to go up, and I'll turn on the switch."

Ye Chi touched Brett's cheek to express comfort, "Don't think about..."

Ye Chi adapted very quickly to the transformation of the virus. It was not just a matter of physical fitness. His spiritual world was different from ordinary people. No matter how much information he received, he could accurately pick out what he needed and discard the parts that were not of interest to him. He has been doing this almost since he was a child. When the five senses were extremely sharp due to the virus, it only bothered him for a while. Soon he learned how to ignore the useless information brought by the five senses, so it did not hinder his actions. At most It's just that the sense of smell magnified several times made him smell more smells that he didn't like.

But Brett couldn't do what Ye Chi said "don't think about it". Now his head is full of information that has exploded, and he almost wants to hit the wall with a headache. His five senses that are too sharp actually drag down his battle. In his eyes, the movement of the mutant is as clear as a slide, and the subtle movements of every muscle can be seen at a glance; and its breathing, the sound of its claws rubbing against the ground are also drumming in the ear canal, and these information make his movements more vivid. He had to be hesitant. When he finished processing the information, the best time to attack had already passed.That's why he's so overwhelmed by a small mutant that he ends up having to close his eyes.

Ten minutes later, Francis and Ye Chi brought Carl into the surgical operating room on the second floor. Brett pushed the switch on, and the whole hospital lit up.

When Brett returned to the second floor, Francis had already started the operation. For the sake of safety, the door of the operating room was not closed. Brett could clearly see Francis' movements and Carl's condition, and the sound of the scalpel cutting flesh was clearly heard. Giving a chill down his back, he rubbed his neck and sat down by the door.

Ye Chi followed him and sat down. He took out a needle and a small bottle of medicine from his pocket and handed them to Brett. Brett glanced at them and laughed, "Anaesthesia?"

Ye Chi nodded, and stuffed it into Brett's hand. Brett took it, and the slender needle rolled a few times in his slender fingers, and it was crushed with a "click", and the glass shards scratched the cloth. A little blood dripped from Wright's skin.

Ye Chi immediately became nervous. He was about to observe Brett's wound, but Blatt had already licked off the blood bead without hesitation. There was no trace on the skin, as if he had never been scratched.

Brett stared at his hands. He was convinced that he had mutated just like Ye Chi. He had noticed the changes in his body since he picked up Carl. Along the way, his five senses sharpened at an astonishing speed. When he arrived at the hospital, he received The large amount of information made him have a splitting headache, and his face was even paler than before he set off.

If he couldn't adapt, he might be driven crazy, Brett thought calmly.

Ye Chi pulled his hand over, Brett could feel Ye Chi's cold and delicate skin, and the feeling of touch was magnified, Brett gasped uncontrollably, he turned his head to stare at Ye Chi, his eyes looked The change was not as great as Ye Chi's, only the darker pupil doubled in size, and at this moment, it was unconsciously expanding due to the stimulation brought by the skin-to-skin contact.

Ye Chi lowered his head and stroked Brett's fingers. His movements were slow and steady, and almost attracted all of Brett's attention. Brett was fascinated by this simple movement, and he suddenly returned to it after a while. Come on.

His fingers twitched like a spasm, Ye Chi stopped and looked up at him, "Does it hurt?"

Brett took a breath, and the messages that he had rejected just now flooded in again, he frowned, resisting the nausea brought by the pain, "What was that just now?"

Ye Chi observed Brett's expression, and said in a low voice, "When I was young, school, teachers, did this."

Brett was silent for a moment thoughtfully, then smiled slightly, "Thank you, dear."

The operation lasted for more than five hours. When Francis put down the instruments in his hand, his vision went dark and he almost fainted.

Brett supported him behind him, "It's not comfortable to fall down here."

Francis only felt dizzy and dizzy. He waved his hands, his throat was so dry that he could barely speak. He managed to stand still, took two steps, found a stool and sat down softly.

Brett glanced at Carl who was still lying on the operating table, "How is it?"

Francis closed his eyes and rested for a while before saying, "I can't die, but the infection in the thigh is serious and needs to be observed."

Bright asked, "How long will it take for him to recover?"

Francis frowned, and he glanced at Brett, "Look at your physique, what do you want to do?"

"Don't do anything." Bright turned and walked out, "Ye Chi and I went to the base to bring vaccines and some necessities. The place has been cleaned up, and I left you weapons, that's all."

The doctor groaned, "Can't I just rest for a while?"

"No, think about vaccines and airplanes, doctor." Brett laughed lazily, put the pistol on the stainless steel table by the door, and left with Ye Chi who was standing at the door.

The author has something to say: Longevity, Bright has mutated! (Kidding……)