Apocalyptic waste

When he arrived at the rented house, Li Muran had already packed the inside neatly.Apart from not being scrubbed with water, it looks more or less decent.The town has its own small hydropower plant, which is built right next to the river, so buildings like this are still supplied with water, but it is unpurified water, which is mainly used to flush toilets.If you want to use it for other purposes, of course no one will care.Electricity limit, one hour in the morning and evening every day.Water and electricity fees are charged separately.

As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Ruiyang ran around happily, not letting go of every corner, and even looked at the yard, exclaiming from time to time, his voice was full of happiness.What he likes most is the yard at the back, which is very wide, and there is an old-fashioned three-legged wicker chair inside. He got under the lame leg of the wicker chair, and called Dad, handsome uncle, and fat uncle into the house. And aunt, but only one person was called out.

In the room, Li Muran was already treating Routa Chen's wound, and Zhang Yi was helping at the side. Seeing that he couldn't help, Nan Shao heard Yang Yang shouting again, and went out.Seeing the little guy hiding under the rattan chair winking at him, giggling happily, he couldn't help stroking his forehead.When he didn't see anything, he raised his head and looked at the backyard.

The backyard is more than [-] square meters, half of which is covered with cement, and the other half is exposed, showing gray-brown soil that has been dried and cracked by the sun. There are withered plants lying on it, which will shatter when stepped on lightly. It should be from the past. planted by the owner.Apart from the broken rattan chair, there were some rotten mop brooms and other sundries in the yard.The courtyard is connected to the foot of the mountain, and there is a small door, which is locked from the inside at this time.The mountain should have been covered with shrubs before, but now it is all rotten, without any greenery.When he continued to look up, he saw a scene that surprised him. It turned out that there were three overpasses with a width of two meters connecting the roof and the mountain wall, leading directly to the middle of the mountain.I don't know if it was there from the beginning of the building, or it was built after the end of the world. No wonder those people want to live up there. There is such a way out.

Routa Chen's screams came from the room, and Zhang Ruiyang, who was having fun, was taken aback. He crawled out from under the rattan chair and was about to rush into the room, but Nan Shao reached out to catch him.

"Don't go in, Auntie and Dad are treating fat uncle's wound, don't disturb, we are playing outside."

"But, Uncle Fat is calling..." Zhang Ruiyang hesitated, stretching his neck and trying to look into the room from Nan Shao's shoulder, while saying.

"It doesn't matter, being able to call means that Uncle Fat is in good spirits and will get better soon." Nan Shao touched the little guy's head, then squatted down, put him on the ground, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Zhang Ruiyang's attention was immediately diverted, he shook his head, stretched out his small hand to take out the bag in front of his trousers, took out an apple-flavored lollipop, and handed it to Nan Shao, "Handsome uncle, I still have Lollipop, do you want to eat it?"

Nan Shao recognized at a glance that it was given to him by himself in the morning, and suddenly felt a certain indescribable taste, with a hint of doting in his eyes, he took the candy over, then tore off the sticky candy paper, and looked at it The child stared at his hand, smiled and stuffed the candy back into his hand, saying: "Eat it, uncle has a lot. But you can only eat one a day, or your teeth will be full of worms." In other words, he couldn't help but feel miserable. In the future, having rotten teeth may become a luxury disease.

Zhang Ruiyang held the candy in his hand and looked into the room hesitantly, as if he was considering whether to take it in for his father to taste first.

"You eat this one yourself. I'll give one to Dad, Uncle Fat, and Aunt Muran later." Seeing his thoughts, Nan Shao sighed and promised.

"Does the handsome uncle have any?" The child has a good memory, and he repeated it with his fingers, and immediately found that there was one less person who could get the candy.

"Yes." Nan Shao was very relieved, feeling that the little guy was not in vain.

So Zhang Ruiyang was satisfied, probably out of habit, he wanted to get under the rattan chair with sugar in his mouth, but fortunately Nan Shao's eyesight and hands quickly caught him, "From now on, you are not allowed to crawl on the ground while eating." Washing your hands now is no use It was convenient in the past, otherwise he would have carried the child into the house to give him a good wash.

Zhang Ruiyang blinked his big black eyes, twisted his body uncomfortably, and finally sat down on the stone ladder next to Nanshao, sucked the saliva that was dripping, and took out the sugar.

"I know, grandma didn't let me crawl on the ground before." The child replied loudly, but when he talked about grandma, his mood suddenly became depressed.

Nan Shao couldn't help but put his arms around his small shoulders, and used the great method of changing the subject again, "My name is Nan Shao, and I will be called Uncle Nan Shao from now on, and don't call me Uncle Shuai anymore."

"Uncle Pumpkin!" Zhang Ruiyang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he looked up at Nan Shao, but he could only see his chin covered with blue stubble. His palms were itchy, so he giggled. "Same as Dad's."

Uncle Pumpkin... Nan Shao's face froze instantly, and it took him a long time to say slowly, "It's Uncle Nan Shao." It's fine to call him by his full name.

The child said oh, retracted his hand, and concentrated on licking the candy.

Nan Shao was relieved, but he didn't know that he was relieved too early, so that the name Uncle Pumpkin followed him for a long time.

In the room, Li Muran was wearing gloves, skillfully suturing Routachen's left wound.The wound on the left side was scraped by the bullet, so no bullet casing was left in it, and no major blood vessels were injured. Although it looks terrible, it can be stitched up after cleaning up. As for the right side, it is relatively more troublesome, so it is left. Deal with it later.

When the apocalypse happened, Li Muran was an intern at Zhongzhou Provincial People's Hospital. He had just been in general surgery for a few days.I have done a lot of debridement and dressing changes, and I have also performed many surgeries. Although I always do three-aid and four-aid work, knotting and suturing is common. Move the knife.Of course, this is the first time I have done something like dealing with gunshot wounds, so I really don't know what to do, but in the current situation, I can only do my best.

Sweating profusely, Li Muran rubbed his head sideways on his shoulder, clamped a few pieces of gauze to cover the stitched wound, and handed it to Zhang Yi, who asked him to stick it with adhesive tape, and then took off the dressing towel and reapplied it On the wound on the right leg.In the past, she would definitely be scolded by the teacher for doing this, but there is only one debridement kit, so there is no condition for her to perform strict aseptic operations.

The wound on the right leg had to be cut open, and then the necrotic tissue was removed along the trajectory of the bullet to find out the bullet or shrapnel left inside, and at the same time, check whether the femur was broken.This series of tasks may seem simple, but it is extremely cumbersome to do. It is necessary to be familiar with the anatomical structure of the legs so as not to injure blood vessels or nerves. Even experienced orthopedic surgeons will spend a lot of time, let alone Li Muran. .

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Li Muran had no confidence at all to finish it before dark, and even adding another hour of power supply might not be enough, so he could only say to Zhang Yi: "Find some candles for me, the more the better. "

Li Muran was too busy here alone, so Zhang Yi called Nan Shao in again and gave him the task.

Nan Shao was stumped. Even before the end of the world, he might not know where to get candles, let alone now.

"You look in this room first, if there is no one, go to the trading market to see if there is any exchange." Hearing his question, Zhang Yi thought for a while and said.

Nan Shao resolutely followed his instructions, rummaged through the corners of the room, and the drawers of the chests and cabinets, and he really managed to find two pieces of white candles that were as thick as thumbs.But this is not enough for surgery, so he grabbed a few corpse crystals and prepared to search for them in the trading market.When he was about to walk out the door, he backed up again, poured the remaining water in the bottles of several people into the basin of the original owner, cleaned the bottles by the way, took them with him, and looked into the house with the The yang and yang are piggybacked on.

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to look at it? Why do you want to peek?" Nan Shao asked, carrying the little guy on his shoulders.

"I didn't peek." Zhang Ruiyang immediately shook his head in denial, but he was a little guilty, so he added in a low voice: "I just watched a little bit."

"Are you afraid?" Nan Shao was helpless.

Zhang Ruiyang shook his head, but soon found that Uncle Pumpkin couldn't see, so he said, "Don't be afraid, I have seen monsters eat people, and my father killed monsters." When Zhang Yi was sick and unconscious, he would often carry a small stool to the window, Look at the scene of zombies gnawing on people outside.Later, Zhang Yi escaped from the county with him on his back, and such scenes are indispensable.He was still young and couldn't understand what those meant, so even if he was afraid, he was very limited.

Hearing this sentence, Nan Shao finally realized that his thoughts were a bit hypocritical. People who are still alive, whether adults or children, are afraid of blood, how can they live for a long time.He suddenly thought of Nan Wei, and felt a little worried in his heart. He had protected him tightly before, but now that he was gone, how would he survive.Immediately, he had already died once, so why worry about it again, given how much Nan Wei disliked him, it must be that he would rather die than accept his care.

"Nan... Uncle Pumpkin, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Zhang Ruiyang felt uneasy, thinking that he was angry with him.

The sticky little hand touched his face, and the dumbfounding address instantly wiped away the discomfort that had just emerged in Nan Shao's heart. He raised his hand and grabbed the little hand covered in sugar water, and wiped it from his face. Take it away, and reiterate again: "It's Uncle Nan Shao."

"Oh." Zhang Ruiyang obviously didn't take it seriously. He turned his eyes, saw the front, and became excited, "Look, Uncle Pumpkin, there are a lot of people."

Nan Shao was speechless, but the trading market had already arrived, so he couldn't care less about continuing to make corrections.

At this time, there are more and more teams returning to the town, so the trading market is more lively than before. There are everything from food to various daily necessities and weapons.Nan Shao led Zhang Ruiyang to squeeze through the crowd for a long time, and finally let him find a candle changer.

Now the days are long, it gets dark late, and it gets light early. In addition, people have to go out of the city to hunt corpses during the day. People usually go to bed after dark. Few people use candles, so there are several large packages of candles, and no one cares about them at all.Nan Shao directly exchanged all of them with a corpse crystal, and was about to take Zhang Ruiyang away when he was attracted by a black stone the size of a fist on the stall.

"What is this?" Pointing to that thing, he asked.

The stall owner is an ordinary person, so the things he exchanged are not very useful. Looking over, he couldn't help showing an embarrassed smile on his face, "I don't know, I picked it up in the woods outside the town. If you like it, give it to me." Two biscuits will do... one will do."

Nan Shao didn't bring anything to eat except for a few corpse crystals, but he also felt the fluctuation of life energy in the black stone, and he really didn't want to let it go. When he was thinking about exchanging it with a corpse crystal, he felt something in the corner of his eye. Things shook, and Zhang Ruiyang, who was sitting on his shoulder, stretched out his hand, holding a biscuit impressively.

After successfully getting the black stone, Nan Shao didn't ask until he left the crowd, "What else do you have with you?" It was sugar and biscuits, and he suddenly had the urge to rummage through the child's bag.

"There's nothing left." As if feeling his thoughts, Zhang Ruiyang took out all his purses and said, spreading his little hands.

"Uncle will return you a bag of biscuits next time." Nan Shaodun felt guilty, so he made a promise.

"Okay." Zhang Ruiyang was not polite at all.

By the time the two returned home with candles, water and bran cakes in exchange, it was already dark, and the light in the room was on, a [-]-watt incandescent lamp. Liang was blocked, making Li Muran always turn his head away to wipe the sweat and dazzled eyes.

Seeing how many candles Nan Shao brought back, Zhang Yi immediately asked him to light a few around them, barely functioning as shadowless lamps.

"Fortunately, you are fat, with a thick layer of fat, which offset part of the impact of the bullet and didn't hurt the bones." After touching the incision carefully with his fingers, Li Muran heaved a sigh of relief. Meat Tower Chen said.Due to lack of anesthesia conditions, she only used two tubes of lidocaine in the debridement kit for local infiltration anesthesia, and the suffering she suffered can be imagined.

Routachen grinned, gasped and said, "That's... our body... can't grow in vain... right... haha..."

Li Muran didn't speak anymore, his eyes returned to his hand, and he carefully picked out a small piece of shrapnel from it.Because it was a pistol shell, it exploded as soon as it entered the flesh, and the wound inside was much more serious than it looked outside.The shrapnel is not in one place, and you need to find them all, otherwise, if you miss one or two pieces inside, it will be enough for the meat tower to suffer.

No one knows exactly how long it took. Anyway, the electricity was cut off, and the second round of candles was lit. Zhang Ruiyang was already lying on the bed and fell asleep, so Li Muran put the drainage strips and called it a day.

After mopping the wet floor twice, the exhausted people ate something and rested.That night, Rou Tachen slept on the sofa, Li Muran and Zhang Ruiyang slept on the bed in the bedroom, Zhang Yi and Nan Shao found mats in the house, and spread them out in the yard to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Zhang Yi opened his eyes vigilantly, and found that Nan Shao who was sleeping next to him was resting his hands behind his head, his eyes were open, and he did not feel sleepy at all.

"What? Can't sleep in the open air? You can sleep in the house after cleaning up tomorrow."

He had just slept, his voice was a little hoarse, and he looked inexplicably sexy in this dark night.Hearing this, Nan Shao's heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily glanced sideways at him. Instead of answering the question, he said in a low voice, "I'm thinking, if this goes on, how much we still have to survive."

Hearing this, Zhang Yi was silent for a long time.

"Are we going to go on like this in the future? Being bullied by people with supernatural powers, and being bullied by people who are not people with supernatural powers, like a dog..." What happened during the day has been stuck in Nanshao's heart, and in the dead of night, Without the interference of other things, they all surfaced again.He used to be at the top of society, and only others rushed to curry favor with him, how could he think that one day he would fall to this level.Even in the post-apocalyptic period, he never suffered such humiliation.Even though he is well versed in the rules of the law of the jungle, he still cannot accept this psychological gap for a while.

"Live first before you can talk about other things." Zhang Yi smiled, stretched out his hand to touch his leg that had never stopped in pain, his smile contained indescribable desolation.When he was in prison, in order to get out alive, he was like a dog. He had scary sharp teeth and knew how to flatter and please.Even the team members he had led happened to see him when he was in the prison for something, and they couldn't believe that it was him who was upright. He still remembered the disappointment and contempt in his eyes, but he no longer cared.Passing hard is easy to break, and the words of the ancients need to be taught with blood and tears before they can be truly understood.

"Can you survive?" Nan Shao asked.

"Hmm." Zhang Yi actually didn't know, but he still answered without hesitation.As long as he didn't go to the last step, he would keep answering like this.

Nan Shao's mood improved, and he found that Zhang Yi seemed to have the power to make people feel peaceful and stable.Turning over, he supported his head with his hands and asked, "Brother Yi, how old are you?"

"34. What about you?"

"29." Nan Shao finally felt that Brother Yi's yelling was not wronged, although no one forced him before. "How did your leg hurt?" He suddenly had an urge to know this man.

"I was interrupted in prison." Regarding the past, Zhang Yi is actually not that shy, but he doesn't like to mention it a lot of the time.

"Ah?" This answer was beyond Nan Shao's expectation, because he couldn't tell that Zhang Yi seemed to have been in prison.

"I've been in prison for five years, and I didn't come out until the end of the world..." Zhang Yi smiled and said, but after talking about it, thinking of the scene he saw just after he got out of prison, his heart was so sad that he suppressed his voice.

"Why did you go in?" It was dark, Nan Shao didn't notice his abnormality, and continued to ask.

"Dereliction of duty." After a while, Zhang Yi replied.

"Did you offend someone?" Nan Shao's first reaction was this.

Zhang Yi chuckled twice before humming, "It's all in the past, it's meaningless, so I won't mention it. Go to sleep, you won't be able to sleep when the sun comes out." As he spoke, he turned over and made a sound after a while. There was a soft snore.

Nan Shao also lay down, but his heart could not be calm for a long time.He didn't know that there was another person in the bedroom with his eyes open and his mood fluctuating.Li Muran woke up vigilantly when they started talking. Since she awakened her powers, her eyes and ears are much more sensitive than ordinary people, so even if the two of them lowered their voices, she still heard everything.

She finally knew that she was not the worst one. Her parents divorced, and her father wanted a son, so he threw her to her mother.The mother remarried and gave birth to three children for her stepfather. The stepfather treated her badly, but she still protected herself completely and went to college.As long as she graduated from university, she would be able to leave that so-called home completely.Unexpectedly, the end of the world would come suddenly. Mother and stepfather went to school to pick up a few younger siblings and returned to the ancestral house in the country of stepfather, but left her alone in the same city.So, not knowing where to go, she could only flee with other survivors...

She raised her hand to cover her eyes, unwilling to think about what happened later.The sound of Xiao Yangyang's sleeping breathing came from her ears, which gradually calmed her down, and she didn't realize what Zhang Yi said before.

Live first, then talk about other things.Yes, you have to live first!