Pale Silence

Chen Mo is not sensitive enough to pain.

Even for a well-trained special soldier, it is difficult for him to be sober and goug out a piece of his own flesh with his own hands.

So he wasn't afraid of torture, nor was he afraid of being hurt, what he was afraid of... was just the pain that would never heal.

He was afraid that he would die like this.

In a daze, Chen Mo broke free from the quagmire of drowsiness again, and slowly opened his eyes.

Brother Li went to sleep, Gu Pan was guarding here.

Gu Pan changed the bottle for him and sighed.

Chen Mo was trembling with fear in his heart, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Sister Gu...I...Is my condition not very good..."

Gu Pan hurriedly comforted him, saying: "You are very well now, and the fever has subsided. Among the people who have been bitten by zombies, I have never seen anyone in better condition than you."

Chen Mo looked up at the ceiling.

There are already some cobwebs in the corners, and no one has cleaned them for a long time.

When he first came here, there were many such spider webs in Song Jian's house.

So he took a broom and tied a wooden stick to clean up the cobwebs in the house bit by bit.

Sweep the ground, wipe the dust off the tables and chairs, and put a pot of wild flowers in the window.

My mother said that no matter how difficult the day is, as long as you are not alone, you must live like a family.

He met Song Jian, he was not alone.

He wants to run the family well with Song Jian.

Gu Pan said softly, "Momo, you will be fine."

Chen Mo whispered, "Sister Gu, I want to see Song Jian... is he... free..."

Gu Pan didn't know what to say.

The entire base knew who Chen Mo was from Song Jian.

Song Jian never avoided people, and it was common for him to cuddle and play with Chen Mo in full view.

There is no Civil Affairs Bureau in troubled times, and there are two people in the base who see each other and live together, and no one will say that they lack etiquette.

Chen Mo belonged to Song Jian, but no one knew who he belonged to Song Jian.

Gu Pan had heard some rumors.

When the zombies first broke out, Song Jian escaped with the young master of the Yan family. It was the young master who rescued him, but he himself died among the corpses.

For this reason, Song Jian suffered for three full years, and only slowly walked out when he met Chen Mo.

Gu Pan is not a gossip person, and he has no intention of inquiring about the love stories of the boss in his past and present lives.

But when she saw the unconscious young master in the infirmary, she finally understood why Chen Mo didn't say a word that night and kept avoiding Song Jian.

That face... so much like... so much like...

Gu Pan couldn't help but feel sorry for Chen Mo.

The counterfeit has touched the truth, but the real body has already returned.

Where can this thin and taciturn boy have room?

Gu Pan said: "Dr. Yan was also injured, and he was dragging his injured leg to dispense medicine for you. Brother Song went over to see it."

Chen Mo said softly, "Yes."

But there was a voice in his heart that whispered softly: "He is with Yan Ruoming..."

Gu Pan hesitated for a while, and said, "Dr. Yan brought a batch of medicine from the laboratory. They said it was a vaccine or something, and it was a semi-finished product. So I will do the experiment first, and I will use it for you after confirming it is safe."

Chen Mo was startled, and asked Gu Pan: "Sister Gu, am I not infected now?"

Gu Pan said: "Dr. Yan also wants to save you, who knows that you are fine now, what will happen in the future?"

Gu Pan felt sorry for Chen Mo, but he also had his own worries in his heart.

Chen Mo seems to be fine now, but if the zombie virus is lurking in his body and suddenly breaks out one day in the future, the entire base will be wiped out.

Compared to Chen Mo's own physical condition, she trusted Yan Ruoming more, and hoped that Yan Ruoming could cure Chen Mo completely, so that the base could continue to exist safely.

Everyone in the base thinks like her.

In the laboratory, Yan Ruoming cleaned up the petri dish, carefully put the test tube containing the immune catalyst into the medical box, and said, "Song Jian, you know what I'm thinking."

Song Jian said, "Yes."

Yan Ruoming got up and limped to sort out other things.

Although his calf was not broken, he fell from a high place but fell hard, and he looked very embarrassed and fragile when he walked.

Song Jian subconsciously supported Yan Ruoming's body: "Don't do it."

Yan Ruoming said: "Chen Mo may be fine now, and he may be fine tomorrow. But as long as the zombie virus survives in his body for a day, he will always have the possibility of mutating. Even if you don't care about his life, you should also think about your base." The safety of everyone else in the room!"

Song Jian said: "I didn't forbid you to treat him."

Yan Ruoming looked up: "Song Jian, you were not like this before. You are kind, generous, and loyal. Because of your loyalty, you promised my father, so no matter how dangerous the situation is, you still ran to the city center to find me. Because Kindness, because you want to save the world, so you risked your life to accompany me back to the laboratory to retrieve the samples. Now, you see, the zombies are evolving, and they are becoming stronger and stronger! Humans can no longer survive, And the zombie vaccine is right in front of you and me, you tell me, you choose to give up, don't you?"

Song Jian took a deep breath of the cigarette: "Are you using Chen Mo as a test sample?"

Yan Ruoming said, "How long can he live? How long can you and I live?"

Song Jian was silent, his fingers unconsciously stretched into his pocket in anxiety, but he touched a piece of candy.

When he patrolled with Chen Mo, he would always carry a few pieces of candy or chocolate in his pocket, and sometimes a packet of snacks.

Chen Mo is still a child with a temper, he likes to eat snacks, and he can laugh happily when he is coaxed with snacks.

But... that child...

Vaccines, the hope of all mankind, Chen Mo, a zombie that has begun to evolve.

Also, Yan Ruoming's request...

Song Jian couldn't tell which of these reasons was more important to him.

He liked Chen Mo, and he even fell in love.

But how much is that little love worth in such a world?

Song Jiangan was smoking a cigarette.

Yan Ruoming didn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he tried not to smoke in front of Yan Ruoming.

After talking so much, Yan Ruoming seemed a little tired, sitting on a chair and fiddling with the test tubes.

Song Jian said, "Let's go."

Yan Ruoming asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Jian said: "Go to see Chen Mo and explain it clearly to him."

Chen Mo felt that he was slowly getting better.

His physical strength is slowly recovering, and his fever is gradually subsiding.

Chen Mo struggled, but his hands were still tied.

He knows that in the eyes of others, he is now like a time bomb whose numbers cannot be seen clearly, and must be closed carefully to prevent others from being injured when it explodes.

What about Song Jian...

Is Song Jian also afraid of him?

The door opened, and Song Jian helped Yan Ruoming in.

A ray of sadness appeared in Chen Mo's eyes.

Song Jian said: "Dr. Yan was injured in the tunnel, I had to rescue him first."

Chen Mo's fingers trembled slightly, and he said, "I know."

Song Jian saw Chen Mo's distress, he was silent for a while, and explained: "I thought you could come out by yourself, Momo, you have always been strong, you are not a kid hiding behind my back, you are my comrade in arms. "

Tears overflowed from Chen Mo's eyes, and he choked up and questioned Song Jian for the first time: "Can comrades-in-arms not count their words?"

Song Jian said: "Momo, I never thought of giving up on you."

Chen Mo's heart trembled.

Song Jian said: "I will save you at all costs, Chen Mo, you are my man, and I will be responsible to you for the rest of my life."

Chen Mo closed his eyes with tears in his eyes.

what can he do...

If he doesn't want Song Jian anymore, no one in this world will love him like this anymore.

Standing by the bed, Yan Ruoming slowly drew the immunocatalyst medicine into the test tube.

The bright red potion made Chen Mo tense up uneasily: "What kind of medicine is that?"

Song Jian said: "The immune catalyst can save you."

Chen Mo's heart seemed to be clenched, and intense fear instantly eroded his entire body.

He shouted in fear, "I don't use his medicine!"

Song Jian said: "Momo, Dr. Yan is an expert in research on zombie viruses, he can save you."

Chen Mo said: "I don't need him to save me! I'm fine! I'm not infected by the zombie virus!"

Yan Ruoming held the syringe calmly: "Chen Mo, I'm a doctor."

Chen Mo's voice trembled slightly, and his tone was full of panic and resistance. He said, "I don't need you!"

Song Jian said a little irritably: "Chen Mo, I know you have resentment, you blame me for not saving you first, don't you? I apologize to you, Momo, I didn't have a choice at the time, and I will compensate you, but only if you I can still live!"

Chen Mo was stunned by Song Jian's roar.

He tried to calm down, tensed his nerves, and said, "I don't believe Dr. Yan, he just wants to use me as an experiment, he wants to use me to research zombie vaccines!"

Song Jian said: "Momo, Dr. Yan is a doctor, he will not inject drugs that will harm you into your body."

Chen Mo said: "If the vaccine has been successfully developed, why doesn't he give everyone an injection in advance? Yan Ruoming just wants to use me as a test subject, Song Jian, Song Jian, stop him! Stop him!"

Chen Mo was about to cry in the intense fear and helplessness.

He was tightly tied to this bed, unable to struggle or resist.

Yan Ruoming by the bed was holding a half-finished medicine, like a demon looking down on its prey.

Chen Mo cried and begged Song Jian: "I don't need this medicine! Song Jian! I don't need it! I calculated it. Three years ago, the latent time of the zombie virus was three hours. It was shortened to two hours. Half a year ago, it took only four and ten minutes for my sister to transform from being infected to being transformed, and it has been almost five hours since I was bitten, but there is no reaction. I don’t need serum, I am not infected at all! Song Jian !"

Song Jian listened to Chen Mo's cry in silence, and after listening for a long time, he roared angrily, "So what!"

Chen Mo was frightened, and stared blankly at Song Jian's gloomy face: "Song...Song Jian..."

Song Jian turned around and stopped looking at the pale and thin boy on the bed.

The boy loved him with all his heart and was attached to him as the whole world and his last resort.

But he... he was in this cold world, honing his indifferent heart.

Song Jian said, "Dr. Yan, cure him."