Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 480: Bones crack at Yin hour, skin stiffens at Wu hour

Azhi was carrying a bag of fruit and looking at her phone in front of the butcher shop.

The butcher held a kitchen knife over a whole rack of ribs, eager to try, like the old man who bought the cake, eager to cut an extra one for her, urging her:

"Azhi, one piece isn't enough for you and your dad. The pork is fresh today, how about taking a couple more? I'll chop it for you."

"Ding dong~"

A text message comes in.

【2 spare ribs! 】

She has known Axiang, the pork seller, since she was a child, and Azhi is not afraid that he will cheat on the weight.

After smiling sweetly and making a "2" gesture to him, Azhi lowered his head to study the text message.

When her father sends text messages, he usually doesn't say a word of nonsense.

The same is true today, just four simple words.

The only difference is a rare exclamation mark.

This exclamation mark was like a dangerous signal, making Azhi's skin tighten.

What's going on? Is this?

She was kind enough to leave Jingzhi's phone number with him, so he shouldn't be angry with her.

After studying the text message, the fruit in her right hand seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and it hurt her hand.

Azhi put away her phone, changed into a handbag of fruit, and waited for Axiang to chop ribs for her.

He swung the sharp kitchen knife with great vigor. Ah Zhi pouted as she watched.

I'm afraid she will no longer be the only one her father loves, alas.

A sudden sense of loss grew from the girl's heart.

Ah Xiang cut a small piece of lean pork into a plastic bag, then covered it with a clean bag before handing it to her. "Okay, 38 yuan."

"Oh."

As I was taking out the money, a familiar voice suddenly came from the stall next door.

"Boss, how much are the lychees?"

The voice was familiar, gentle yet a little energetic.

Azhi turned around with the meat in her hand and happened to meet Jingzhi's eyes.

Jingzhi smiled and waved at her, "I was just saying that your back looked familiar, what a coincidence."

"One pound is 8 yuan, two pounds is 15 yuan, how much does it cost, pretty girl?"

The fruit shop owner pulled a red plastic bag down from the wall and handed it to Jingzhi.

When Jingzhi was buying a gift for Lin Zheng, she was seen by his daughter and felt a little embarrassed.

She stuck out her tongue at Azhi and pointed at the white car parked on the roadside not far away:

"Wait for me, I'll take you back later."

As she spoke, she took out a mint candy from her pocket, walked over and put it into Azhi's empty hand, "Please have some candy."

Ah Zhi looked at the candy in her hand, then at the woman bending over to carefully select the fruit, and pursed her lips:

"Buy less, I've already bought some."

Jingzhi pretended not to hear and continued moving.

Azhi bought it herself, but it’s different from what she bought.

This is the etiquette when she asks someone to do something for her, she can't mess around.

Jingzhi took the things from Azhi's hand, and with his other hand, he pulled her back to the fruit stand and asked in a somewhat flattering manner:

"What kind of fruit does your dad like? What about you? I'll buy you whatever you like."

Jingzhi's eyelashes are long and curled, and her dark eyes are still sparkling even under the fruit shed.

Azhi's pretty face was secretly hot, and her eyes seemed to be sucked into Jingzhi's beautiful eyes.

She finally managed to look away, and the sense of loss in her heart had disappeared without a trace.

No wonder her father likes her.

This woman is beautiful, sweet-spoken, and capable, and she likes you if you want her.

Ah Zhi replied softly:

"I, I like eating mangoes."

"My dad... also likes sweet food."

Azhi is half a head shorter than Jingzhi.

The pretty face has smooth contours, and the facial bones are all wrapped in just the right amount of skin and flesh. It looks delicate and innocent, but not too fat.

The way he answered Jingzhi obediently made people feel pity for him.

Jingzhi almost couldn't help but pinch her face.

She moved her fingertips slightly, coughed lightly, raised her hand and pulled Azhi, half of whose body was exposed to the sun, into the big parasol set up by the store to stand.

Then he lowered his head again to pick the fruit and said:

"Give me two minutes, I'm quick."

"I can carry the things myself." Azhi pinched the mark on his hand that had just been squeezed, feeling a little embarrassed.

It's so heavy, it's not good for her to carry it alone.

Jingzhi didn't even raise her head.

With drooping eyelashes, he looked intently at the big yellow mango, and the hand that was picking the fruit twisted it upwards in a cocky manner.

"Did you see my biceps? I knocked your dad and the door off that day. Have you forgotten?"

Ah Zhi used his thumb to pick at the candy in his palm. When he thought of the scene that night, he couldn't help but chuckle.

She is quite cute and not arrogant.

If she could make things work with her dad, the two of them should be able to get along happily...

……

The chirping of cicadas in July, wrapped in the heat waves rising from the asphalt road, hits you in the face.

The sign next to the Chinese medicine shop has been turned off, but the camphor wood sign above the door is shining warmly under the scorching sun.

While talking to Jingzhi, Azhi moved all the bags in her hands to the same hand.

Just when I was about to open the door.

A breeze carrying a rotten smell suddenly blew from the side.

The man who jumped out from the shadows looked like a beast that had been hungry for a long time and was dying.

The faded light blue jacket was wrinkled, as if it hadn't been changed for several days.

As he stumbled through the shadowless gap between two shops, the 10 o'clock morning sun shone on his left arm -

"what-"

A strange cry.

The man bent his waist, pulled his hands in, and lowered his head as he rushed over here.

"Get out of the way!" His voice was hoarse and mixed with the sound of phlegm in his throat.

The man's arm, as hard as iron, hit Azhi's shoulder hard.

Azhi was not paying attention for a moment and was knocked to the side by him.

"Tsk." Jingzhi frowned, tightly grasped the bag in his hand, opened one arm, and hooked back Azhi who almost fell.

"It's him..." Ah Zhi rubbed his sore arm and groaned, "Why is this guy so hard? It hurts so much."

As soon as she finished speaking, she opened her mouth slightly, an idea popped up in her mind, and she looked at Jingzhi suddenly.

The cold air in the basement that day seemed to spread up her spine at this moment, making her feel cold all over.

And what her father said to her after he came back:

"If the corpse poison has entered the bones, the bones will crack at yin and the skin will become stiff at noon."

Although it's not even twelve o'clock yet, the man is already quite stiff.

"Let's go in and take a look first." Jingzhi looked alert, took a step forward, and took the lead in blocking the little girl behind him.

……

Inside the drugstore, a brown clay pot in the corner was bubbling on the stove.

The refreshing sweet fragrance was overwhelmed by the increasingly strong stench of decay on Awei's body.

Lin Zheng was standing behind the examination table at this time.

His sharp eyes were fixed on the blue spots that had already appeared on his neck.

When he saw Azhi and Jingzhi coming in together, he couldn't feel any joy at all.

This fat guy came at a really bad time.

He came out from behind the table, leaned back halfway to avoid Awei's entanglement, and walked quickly towards them.

The three of them were positioned very well.

Lin Zheng stood in front of Jing, facing Awei.

Jingzhi stood in front of Azhi and looked at Lin Zheng's back.

Jingzhi's vision was mostly blocked by him, and she couldn't see Awei's current condition clearly.

She had no choice but to take a step forward and whispered behind him:

"What? Is there a problem?"

The hot air exhaled while speaking condensed into extremely small water droplets on the back of Lin Zheng's neck.

The water droplets were carried into the air by the fan's rotation, causing a cool sensation on the exposed skin on the back of his neck.

Lin Zheng's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed the trembling sound, steadied his low voice, turned his head slightly and whispered to her:

"The medicine I gave him has helped to calm the situation a bit, so it won't cause any immediate problems. But if he doesn't get treated in time, he'll be dead. Sorry, I promised to treat you to dinner, but it might not happen again."

"It's okay, you go ahead and do your work."

As a doctor who was used to seeing corpses and strange ghosts, she had never seen a creature like a zombie.

Jingzhi's curiosity finally defeated her fear.

Or maybe it was because Lin Zheng was blocking her that made her feel a little safe.

She stood on tiptoe and looked forward, past Lin Zheng's straight shoulders.

Probably because he couldn't find Lin Zheng to prescribe medicine these two days, Awei has been enduring his physical discomfort.

Afraid that the matter would be exposed, he did not dare to seek medical treatment everywhere.

Compared to the past two days, he has changed a lot.

The thick lenses could no longer hide the dark circles under his eyes.

Others have rosy cheeks and look full of energy.

His cheeks were pale and he looked completely unpopular.

The eyes that were previously cloudy and vague now began to gather light, a terrifying green light.

It seems like he is afraid of being seen.

Awei covered his denim jacket, dodged and slumped over the seat with his body trembling slightly.

"Doctor Lin, please prescribe me two more plasters, no, four!"

Lin Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said to A Bing:

"Add aged glutinous rice and snake gallbladder, and increase the amount of other herbs by 2 grams each. Divide it into four portions and give it to him."

"Thank you, please be quick." Awei's fingers seemed to be almost stiff. He put his right hand into his pocket to take out the money for a long time. His tense fist was stuck in the pocket and it took him a long time to pull it out.

The moment his palm loosened, several crumpled banknotes fell onto the table!

He once again tightly pinched the half-long nails with a gray-purple tint and hid them in his palm.

Of course Azhi, a little girl who had just reached adulthood, was scared.

After receiving Lin Zheng's signal, she took the things from Jingzhi's hand, walked around in a big circle, and moved towards the back kitchen almost sticking to the wall.

Once inside, she immediately slammed the door shut.

Jingzhi also received Lin Zheng's glance, but as an eagle-like woman, she was first and foremost one word - heroic.

She raised her phone and flashed it at Lin Zheng, then glanced at A Wei warily and whispered:

"Master, I put the talisman you gave me in my phone case. If he dares to transform into a zombie, I will stick it on him."

The talisman he drew was carried close to her body...

This incident made Lin Zheng embarrassed, and at the same time, he was left in a state of confusion by her aggressive words.

Master? He didn't want to be called Master by her.

As their status rises, the distance between them becomes more apparent.

If possible, he hoped Jingzhi would call his name.

……

Awei obviously didn't want to communicate with them.

Seeing Jingzhi pick up the phone, he hid even more, curling his neck, wishing he could tuck his face directly into his collar.

Lin Zheng could only lift the swaying bead curtain and take Jingzhi to stand outside the pharmacy.

The smell of corpses in the house became thicker and thicker.

Lin Zheng walked to the door and opened it completely, letting the hot and dazzling sunlight into the room.

The scorching sun was just a bit of a burn for normal people like them.

But to Awei, that light was like a monster.

He simply tucked his legs onto the chair, squatted down, covered his face, and kept urging:

"Hurry up, I have something urgent to do."

"A Bing is already working on it, just wait a moment." Lin Zheng said.

He put his hands behind his back, observing him secretly, and asked casually:

"According to the severity of your infection, three plasters are more than enough. Wouldn't it be a waste to buy four?"

Awei's body stiffened, and he mumbled something incoherently.

Jingzhi could only hear a few words here and there.

"It's better to be prepared... Leave me alone... I've already paid you."

At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Awei was frantically taking out his cell phone, and his ankle was accidentally exposed to the sun, which stimulated him and made him scream.

The person on the phone seemed to be scolding him and kept urging him to find something.

Awei's strange eyes still had some human rationality at this time.

He stole a glance at Lin Zheng and the other man, hung up the phone in time, and covered his chest with his hands.

Jingzhi tsk-tsk-tsk at him.

His gaze shifted to Lin Zheng's back.

She gently tapped Lin Zheng's arm behind his back and whispered to him:

"His condition is a bit like rabies. He suddenly becomes irritable, is afraid of light and cold, and sweats and shivers. It's also a contagious disease."

As they were talking, Jingzhi quietly asked the most crucial question: "If he's like this and isn't treated, how long will it take for him to turn into a zombie?"

Lin Zheng: "It depends on the situation. If it's bitten in the neck, there's no hope."

"If it's just a flesh wound from the nails, it can still hold out for a while."

Jingzhi frowned, "A period of time is too general."

"..."

Lin Zheng turned his head to look at her.

I found that she looked like an old scholar, with nothing in her eyes except a thirst for knowledge.

He couldn't help but curl his lips, soften his eyes, and even his voice changed from steady and serious to gentle:

"Without my intervention, if the wound is small, it will take 1-2 days. If the wound is large, it will take half a day."

Lin Zheng's eyes darkened, and he began to stick to the facts, half-threatening her:

"Also, those two zombies have regained consciousness. Cognitive zombies are the most vindictive, so..."

Jingzhi opened her eyes wide and repeated his words, "So..."

Oh, she is so cute.

So, she could ask him for help.

Lin Zheng suppressed the corner of his mouth that was about to curl up and said seriously: "So either they die or we die."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

Jingyi tightened the sleeves of his gray shirt and said, "Even if those two zombies drank a large amount of inertia drug, the effect will eventually wear off."

"I..." Just when she was struggling and didn't know what to do, Awei suddenly received another call.

Less than half a minute later, after hanging up the phone, he kept yelling that there was no time left and he had to take the medicine away.

A Bing told him with an embarrassed look that he had only made two stickers.

Awei really couldn't wait any longer.

He grabbed half of the money and the two medicine tablets on the counter and rushed towards Lin Zheng.

Lin Zheng quickly pulled Jingzhi away and made way for him.

"Is it okay for him to go out like this?"

Lin Zheng stood at the door, looking at A Wei's stumbling back with a serious face, "There's snake gall in the plaster. As long as he applies the medicine properly, he won't die for a while."

Jingzhi: "Okay."

He turned back and gestured towards the room, "Come in and sit down?"

"How can we even sit down?" Jingzhi dug her nails into the phone case and said, "You just said that those two zombies are conscious. Once they wake up, the patients in the hospital won't be able to withstand a single blow from them."

"Hospital??"

Lin Zheng raised his voice in surprise.

Jingzhi nodded and told him in detail what she had seen and heard that morning:

"When I went to the hospital to pick up my car this morning, my friend Aqi told me that the police and the museum have been arguing over the matter and there has been no result yet.

The two bodies will have to be temporarily stored in our hospital morgue."

This is bad.

He thought the police would be more considerate and could dispose of the body.

Lin Zheng's face was heavy:

"Do you have a way to get me in? We can't just leave those two zombies like this. Once they wake up, the entire hospital will probably become their blood bank."

"Yes, yes, but..."

Before he could finish his words, Lin Zheng turned around and rushed back into the house.

Jingzhi sighed and murmured softly:

"However, I really hate going to work during holidays. I don't make any money and I have to hide from people."

"gone!"

Lin Zheng came quickly from the stairs, holding a cloth bag, like a gust of wind.

Azhi pushed the door open and the aroma of food from the kitchen gradually rolled outside as she opened the door.

"Where are you going? Don't you want to have lunch first?"

Lin Zheng didn't even turn his head and waved his hand behind him, "You and A Bing take care of the store! I'll be back soon!"

"Come back soon?" Ah Zhi muttered, "You didn't say where you were going, are you going on a date?"

A Bing, who had listened to the entire process, retorted softly, "Miss Zhi, no one would choose to go on a date in the morgue."