Always taken a fancy to by dog ​​bloody paranoid male characters [Quick Transmigration]

Jiang Zhuyu blushed immediately from his actions, and was about to sneer a few more words, but unexpectedly met Fu Shengwang's gaze.

Jiang Zhuyu was a little frightened by the indifference in his eyes, and finally could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Fu Sheng withdrew his gaze, and walked towards the hospital with Su Wangxi on his back.

Jiang Baiqing, who was standing beside them, naturally also saw this scene, looked at their intimacy and teased: "So spoiled, be careful to spoil the heavens, and I can't control it anymore."

Fu Sheng laughed lightly, and turned Su Wangxi upside down: "I don't favor my own wife."

Jiang Baiqing looked as if his mouth was stuffed with dog food, and he turned his head away and didn't want to see them show their affection again.

Su Wangxi glanced left and right, seeing that they were not paying attention, he quickly flicked his legs slightly, and yelled fiercely, "Who is your wife!"

Fu Sheng supported his buttocks with one hand, and stretched his other hand back to rub his head: "Whoever is on my back will be the one."

Su Wangxi immediately remembered the scene of throwing himself on his back just now, he buried his head on Fu Sheng's shoulder uncomfortably, and hummed lightly.

"It's not just to be angry with that..."

Fu Sheng stretched out his hand and rubbed it again, then set off again with Su Wangxi on his back.

They finally stopped at a distance of about ten meters from the hospital. Fu Sheng gathered the people together and repeated the previous plan.

"Two people, carefully observe the route and the location of the medicine depot, come out immediately if you feel something is wrong, don't take risks."

Everyone nodded, and then walked through different doors according to the previously planned route with their backpacks on their backs.

Fu Sheng was naturally in a group with Su Wangxi, and the route of the two of them was the passageway of the emergency room. Although there would be more people in the emergency room than other places, the first aid medicines on the surface there were less than those in other departments. There will be more.

It was the morning when the virus broke out, and it was the time when there were many people, and the people had no time to react and fell directly.

When the two approached the door of the emergency room, they unconsciously lowered their footsteps. Fu Sheng held a gun in front of Su Wangxi, and approached the emergency room cautiously.

Inside the emergency room, both the walls and the floor were covered with bloodstains, some of which had turned a light brown color due to exposure to the air for too long, but there were still some bright red marks that were obviously just covered.

If there is no mistake, those fresh ones should be traces left by the last group of people who came to investigate.

Fu Sheng's expression became more serious, and his hand holding the gun tightened a lot.

The air in the emergency room was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant, mixed with an inexplicable and dangerous smell.

The two of them hadn't been inside for long, when Fu Sheng saw bandages, cotton balls, and some incomprehensible medicines scattered on the medical cabinet.

Fu Sheng stretched out one hand and gestured to Su Wangxi.

Su Wangxi understood what he meant in an instant, took off the backpack and took out a bag from it, swept all the medicines on the medical cabinet into the bag, and stuffed it into the backpack.

Fu Sheng led Su Wangxi inside for a long time, but he still didn't see any zombies.

An inexplicable sense of vigilance rose in Fu Sheng's heart. He stopped and pulled Su Wangxi to a corner, leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Hold on tight, it's too quiet here. I can't even see the shadow of the zombies, and I always feel something is wrong."

Su Wangxi froze for a moment, then nodded slightly.

Fu Sheng's voice was like a sharp arrow piercing the silence, and just as Su Wangxi finished nodding, there was a zombie's roar not far away.

In the next second, Fu Sheng saw the pale and blue-skinned zombie rushing towards where they were.

As if awakened by that roar, when Fu Sheng was dealing with this zombie, several zombies appeared behind him.

Fu Sheng rolled over to avoid the attack of the zombies. He took advantage of the opportunity to touch a scalpel that fell on the ground, and then put the gun back into his waist.

Talking in a low voice attracted several zombies. If they shot, it would probably trigger a wave of zombies. With Su Wangxi, Fu Sheng didn't dare to take the risk. He could only choose the safest way to cut their necks with a knife.

While dodging the attack of the zombies, Fu Sheng stabbed them backhanded. He gestured to Su Wangxi, signaling him to get under the bed and hide.

Su Wangxi also understood that he was a burden to Fu Sheng at this time, he didn't hesitate at all, and directly got under the bed without causing trouble to Fu Sheng.

Su Wangxi's safety was guaranteed, and Fu Sheng let go a lot. He stopped avoiding and took the initiative to meet the zombies.

The low-level zombies moved slowly, and Fu Sheng took care of them without much effort.However, just when Fu Sheng was about to stop, a gust of cool wind suddenly blew behind him, and a fierce attack also hit Fu Sheng.

Fu Sheng turned around quickly, but it was too late. The zombie's five fingers were clenched into claws, and it was about to touch Fu Sheng's skin, but it stopped before his eyes.

It was Su Wangxi who was hiding under the bed and grabbed the zombie's ankle.

Fu Sheng didn't miss this moment of opportunity, instead of stepping back, he stretched out his arm suddenly and slashed the scalpel in his hand towards the neck of the zombie.

Feeling the pain from his neck, the zombie's eyes widened suddenly, but no sound came out of his throat. The next second, he saw that his body was growing taller, and finally fell slowly to the ground.

His head was chopped off abruptly.

After doing these actions, Fu Sheng felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat at some point, he took a few breaths, then looked in Su Wangxi's direction and smiled.

Su Wangxi had also crawled out from under the bed at this time, his hair was a mess under the bed, and there were a few gray marks on his face where he didn't know where.

Su Wangxi walked up to Fu Sheng and knelt down, looked at him and asked, "Are you all right?"

Fu Sheng smiled at him: "Thanks to you, otherwise I wouldn't be sure."

As he said that, Fu Sheng raised his hand and wanted to touch Su Wangxi's face, but when he saw the red blood on his hand, he withdrew his hand and rubbed it on his clothes a few times.

It wasn't until the blood on his hand was wiped clean that Fu Sheng stretched out his hand again. His fingertips lightly touched Su Wangxi's cheek, and then gently wiped off the dust on his face.

Su Wangxi shrank his neck uncomfortably, but was stopped by Fu Sheng.

"Don't move, your face is dirty." Fu Sheng chuckled again, "Like a little cat."

Su Wangxi snorted and looked away, but he didn't avoid his gaze anymore.

After Fu Sheng wiped off the traces on his face, he stretched out his hand to straighten his messy hair a few times, and then stood up on the bed.

"Let's go back first. It won't work if there are only two of us in there. Let's talk to the higher ups when we get back to the base."

Su Wangxi nodded in agreement, then turned to get the backpack.

While Su Wangxi was arranging his backpacks, Fu Sheng also collected them on the nearby medical cabinet. In the end, the harvest was not small, and the two of them filled two large backpacks.

After Fu Sheng tidied up his backpack, what he saw was Su Wangxi standing in the middle of two hospital beds in a dazed state.

He frowned and called him softly: "Wangxi?"

After hearing his voice, Su Wangxi regained consciousness instantly, and looked at him quickly.

Fu Sheng asked again: "What's wrong?"

Su Wangxi shook his head: "I'm a little tired."

Fu Sheng: "Then let's go quickly, and I will carry you after we get out."

The two walked out of the hospital with their backpacks on their backs, and this time there was no accident.

As soon as he got out of the hospital, Fu Sheng moved the backpack to his chest and leaned slightly towards Su Wangxi: "Come on, brother carries you."

After hearing the address he gave himself, Su Wangxi was stunned for a moment, then pursed his lips and said in disgust: "Smelly shameless."

Fu Sheng smiled and did not refute.

Although he said he disliked him, Su Wangxi still leaned on Fu Sheng's back. It's wet and cold in the first hand.

Fu Sheng supported his hip with one hand, raised his other hand to look at him, but it was these two eyes that stopped Fu Sheng's footsteps completely.

The palm of his hand was stained with bright red blood, and it seemed that it had just been stained.

Fu Sheng carried Su Wangxi to a milk tea shop. He put Su Wangxi on a chair, then squatted down and held his ankle.

Seeing his movements, Su Wangxi asked in confusion, "Why?"

Fu Sheng raised his calf and put it on his own, pointed to his trousers and asked, "What's going on? Why don't you know if you're injured?"

Su Wangxi looked in the direction of his fingers, and what caught his eye was a large red bloodstain on the bottom of his trousers near the ankle, which didn't look completely dry.

Su Wangxi understood in an instant, he retracted his feet a little, and directly pulled up his trouser legs: "I'm not injured, believe me, I probably got it somewhere while hiding from zombies."

The skin on the calf under the trouser legs he opened was fair, but there was still a small patch of blue on the ankle and hand, and if you look closely, you can still see a reddish scratch.

Seeing that he was indeed not injured, Fu Sheng's hanging heart sank completely, but his brows were still slightly frowned looking at the green patch on his ankle.

"Why is it still not good? How long has it been?"

Fu Sheng rubbed the skin on his ankle with his fingers, giving Su Wangxi a tingling sensation.

Su Wangxi licked his dry lips, then pretended not to care, he broke free from his palm, pulled down the trouser legs again, and said, "It just doesn't look good, I don't have any influence on myself, this may be what happened before. What is said on the Internet that tends to leave scars?"

Fu Sheng let go of his hands, got up and sat beside him, then took out the water bottle from his backpack, opened it and handed it to Su Wangxi: "You're thirsty, drink a little."

Su Wangxi was also polite, took a few big gulps from the kettle.

After the two rested in the milk tea shop for a while, Fu Sheng carried Su Wangxi on his back and walked towards the agreed place.

However, in the emergency room where no one saw, a large red blood slowly flowed out between the two beds where Su Wangxi was standing in a daze.

If you look further, you can even see a zombie with a broken head and arm. His head was obviously chopped off with a knife, but his arm looked like it was trampled hard, leaving only a piece of it. Bloody flesh and blood.

It was the hand that attacked Fu Sheng from behind that was crushed.

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