Become a battlefield medic in a survival game

Chapter 23 Alien Invasion 23
The fight ahead was inseparable. With just a few people and a few weapons, facing the beetles that kept breaking through the glass doors and windows, there would always be an end to the difficult resistance.

"I'm out of ammo!"

"I only have one clip left!"

Yue Yingying was about to pass bullets to the two when her right foot suddenly stepped on the air.

When she was startled, she saw a square opening in the ground.

What is this, the sewers of the city hall?
Taking a few steps back, he nervously pointed his gun at it, and after a while, a round ball came out.

"Cave two? It's me!" Gao Xi stretched out five fingers at her, "Five minutes! The first floor will be closed soon, retreat quickly!"

Yue Yingying still didn't hear clearly, but she probably understood when the two of them pulled her up.

"You go first!"

The fire by the door had been extinguished, and the glare of the blades had ceased.

Yue Yingying followed her memory and saw a pair of black gloves in the dust.

"Yueying!" Bo Yanjun called her.

"I'm fine! Go up to the second floor!"

The president is safe, there is still gunshots on the left, Yue Yingying has already retreated to the stairs, when she looks from a high place, it is actually Liu Xue who is still shooting foolishly.

Is she deaf?
"What are you doing? The first floor is going to be closed!" Yue Yingying shot a beetle in the eye, walked around and grabbed her, "Get out!"

In the dust and mist, there was a rumbling vibration sound, and many special alloy walls protruded from the ground. At the moment when it was completely closed, the two climbed over a railing standing on the stairs and successfully climbed into the safe area.

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"What do you mean? What do you mean!" Liu Xue pointed at the two and scolded, "Leave me there alone? Will you take a look if I leave or not?!"

Qiao Zhiwu retorted impatiently: "It's not that you are incompetent, who told you to be stupid and not go away? Are you here to blame me now?"

Qi Zixian bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, Liu Xue, I really didn't notice! I thought we were the last ones to withdraw!"

The sudden battle was over, and after checking that there were no wounds on Bo Yanjun's body, Yue Yingying went to deal with the wounded without stopping.

Minister Cheng did a good job and played a role. He not only sent people with poor psychological quality into the room, but he also asked someone to take care of the patients. Now the main passage on the fourth floor has been cleared out, and three girls are doing the final work. The bleeding was stopped, and the treated injuries were carried to the room for proper placement.

Yue Yingying praised him, said some official words for the country and the people, and then took out two chocolate bars and handed them to him: "I don't have any good things on me. When this is over, I will report your glory to the superior." Deeds."

"No, no, this won't work!" Minister Cheng said with a smile, "I still want to thank my superiors for giving me this opportunity. I will do my best in the future if there is something I can do!"

After thinking about it, there is really something.

Yue Yingying whispered to him, then patted him on the shoulder: "Minister Cheng, we are doing this for the people of the capital."

He nodded solemnly.

After the wounded were treated, Yue Yingying affirmed the actions of the three girls one by one: "From now on, you are also angels in white."

He said and took out the chocolate bar: "Eat it quickly, don't get tired, drink more water later."

The barren city government building, the spiritual rewards are greater than the physical rewards, Yue Yingying felt a little ashamed in her heart.

She thought of something again, and ordered Minister Cheng to take someone to throw the body on the fifth floor out of the window on the third floor, and then disinfect it with alcohol to avoid infection.

Someone told her to hurry to see the bloodletting person.

Yue Yingying came to an independent office, and that person was the first to be treated by bloodletting.

Feeling the pulse, the heartbeat is very weak, touching the forehead, the scorching temperature burns people, his face is pale, and he froze on the ground motionless.

Hopeless.

If these bugs enter the stomach along the esophagus like water with eggs, eliminating the option of hatching in situ and waiting for their digestion and absorption, then theoretically dialysis may start to work.

But where did the equipment come from?

Taking a step back, these people have difficulty breathing and rapid heartbeat when they are stabbed. If this is regarded as poisoning, if there is no medicine, they can only be bloodletted to detoxify and leave to fate.

Either choice is not good, whether you can survive or not depends on personal nature.

Touching the face with hands, the body temperature of the high fever is rapidly lost, lowered, and turned cold.

Frowning, he checked one by one, and the emperor paid off, and a young man with an arm injury was rescued.

"How do you feel?" Yue Yingying asked him expectantly.

"It's, it's okay..." The young man was very weak, "I'm dizzy."

This is a symptom of excessive blood loss, a trivial matter, as long as life is saved.

Two careful people were called to look after him, and not long after, a few more patients with mild symptoms woke up.

What they have in common is that they have not been stung in the face.

Several rooms of wounded, dozens of people were injured, and finally eight survived.

"It's cruel."

Looking at the glass door on the third floor, Yue Yingying watched the corpse being thrown out from above. Her mood was very complicated and indescribable.

Is it sad?Is it annoyed?
"Find something to block this place." She ordered calmly, "Take the recovering people to the fourth floor, and the injured ones to the second floor. Everyone...don't come near here."

In case of a beetle attack, these planks will not be able to stop it.

After dealing with these, you can take a break.

Yue Yingying found a place, took out a ton ton of water from the space and drank half a bottle, she wiped off the marks on her mouth, when she turned her head, she saw Bo Yanjun standing behind her and looking at her.

"President?" She stroked her chest, "You scared me to death."

"There is something you need to deal with." He took Yue Yingying to the second floor, where a young man with a serious thigh injury was locked up.

"What's wrong with him?" Just as she was about to open the door, Bo Yanjun stopped her.

"I haven't been in it yet, but it's dangerous inside."

Thinking that the president's perception ability has always been very strong, Yue Yingying took out her pistol vigilantly, although she couldn't imagine how much of a threat a seriously injured patient could be.

Open the door.

In a trance, I thought that I had come to the virgin forest. There were black tree roots on the ground, emitting dark green light, winding on the ground, hovering on the wall, and laying layers after layers. The uninterrupted green light was sent to the center along the nodes. Lights up rhythmically.

What was the reason for not killing the youth in the first place?
I wanted to see what would happen to the first human being who healed himself after being attacked by a beetle.

Now that he has the answer, he will turn into a butterfly.

I tried to touch the tree roots on the wall with the gun barrel, poked it, it was very soft, nothing was stuck to the muzzle of the gun, and the roots didn't change much, so I wouldn't attack.

Yue Yingying kicked a tree root on the ground, and it felt like soft glue, and it would bounce back after exerting force.

How would she get in if she wasn't sure if it was safe or not.

Bo Yanjun walked around her and stepped on the tree root, and drew out his knife: "Don't be afraid, I'm watching."

The president's force value is really reassuring.

Yue Yingying relaxed a little, she came in front of the young man.

There used to be a table here, but now it is covered by tree roots. The sun could shine in before, but now you can't even feel the golden light in the gap.

The lower body of the young man was in the shape of a half pupa, wrapped in a round dark green bark, its length shrunk by half, and there were obvious blue lines on the skin, extending along the blood vessels.

The isolation suit has long been eaten away, and it can be seen that his chest is gradually translucent. The inside should be organs, but nothing can be seen. The dark green of all the roots has been transported into the heart. Following the start of the heartbeat, flickering, flickering, flickering, flickering, just like breathing.

The brightness of the entire room changes accordingly.

Yue Yingying fell into silence.

She saw that the young man's right hand had turned into the forelimb of a beetle. This was the worst guess, and it was verified at this moment.

"doctor?"

This sentence startled Yue Yingying, and Bo Yanjun was about to make a move, but she stopped her.

Holding the gun in her right hand, she asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"I...I..." The young man slowly opened his eyes. Its pupils were puzzling, dark green like the roots of the trees on the ground, and there was one more pupil.

"My body feels so heavy, and my mouth is so heavy, I can hardly speak."

As the young man narrated, his heart beat faster, and more tree roots scrambled to get in through the opening above the heart.

He looked at Yue Yingying, and said deliriously, "Why are you wearing this kind of clothes? Where's your white coat? I seem to have something wrong with my eyesight, doctor, can you see your eyes?"

Yue Yingying asked him: "What symptoms, can you describe?"

"Double image." He closed his eyes, "I saw a thousand of you."

Zerg compound eyes.

Yue Yingying took a deep breath, feeling complicated again.

It took her a long time to say, "Don't worry, I will cure you."

"Really? I thought I was going to die." The young man showed a sincere smile, "I feel so strange, like a ghost pressing a bed, I have no feeling in my lower body and right hand, and my heart hurts."

"Doctor, is there any help for me?"

Metropolitan Medical has a high success rate of surgery, except for terminal illnesses, most of the operations can be maintained above 80.00%.

Yue Yingying boasted: "Believe me, the probability of success is %."

"Really? That's great!" The young man's tone became visibly cheerful, "When I recover, I'm going to travel with my mother, then buy a skirt for my sister, and then plant trees with my father."

"I like greenery."

Yue Yingying took out a scalpel: "Yes, everything is fine."

"By the way, can you tell me your name?" The young man said in a small voice, grateful and shy, "Benefactor, I want to remember you."

Yue Yingying hung the scalpel over her heart with both hands, staring closely at the beating green object.

"My name is Yueyingying, the moon of the moon, the tassel of Changying, you can understand that there is a tassel of prayer hanging at the end of the moon." Her tone became light, just like the moment when she promised him to heal. , with a bright smile, "Where's your name?"

"My name is Wei Xiaochuan!" He remembered his benefactor's name in his heart, and he felt that his life had become brighter.

"Wei Xiaochuan?" Yue Yingying stabbed his heart with a knife, and she called his name.

The roots seemed to be alive, and they closed crazily after feeling that the host was in danger. The young man's smile froze at a certain moment, and the dark green of the roots faded.

"Good night, Wei Xiaochuan."

(End of this chapter)