Pale Silence

Yan Ruoming had already woken up.

Chen Mo's blood is more effective than the serum in the inventory, and his spirit is better than a few days ago.

Song Jian sat beside Yan Ruoming's bed, peeling apples in silence.

Yan Ruoming said softly, "Song Jian, thank Chen Mo for me."

Song Jian took a deep breath and said, "Momo doesn't want you to die either, he's just too afraid of pain, and he also wants you to save the world."

Yan Ruoming smiled softly: "Song Jian, you don't need to give me this kind of vaccination, I won't experiment on Chen Mo."

Song Jian said: "Ruoming, Momo gave you ten milliliters of blood yesterday, how long can it last?"

Yan Ruoming said, "I don't know, it depends..."

Song Jian said: "Momo will agree, you don't have to worry."

Yan Ruoming smiled wryly.

They were silent with each other for a while, Yan Ruoming said: "Song Jian, I need someone."

Song Jian said: "Okay, who is it?"

Yan Ruoming said: "My teacher, Shen Hewen. He used to be a professor at a medical university, and has been engaged in medical research with the support of Yan's Foundation. After you left the old city, I took someone there. He was found on the second floor of the clinic. He has mutated into a zombie, and his condition is very special. I suspect...he is the original source of infection of the zombie virus."

Song Jian said: "You need me to help you find him?"

Yan Ruoming nodded lightly: "This will be very dangerous, Song Jian. He is most likely hiding in the place where the zombies gather most densely. Perhaps the original virus strain on his body will allow us to find a way to completely destroy the zombie virus. You Discuss it with Chen Mo, I don't want you to take risks unprepared."

Song Jian said: "I will find the person you want."

Yan Ruoming nodded wearily and slowly fell asleep.

Song Jian got up to leave, and met Brother Li at the door.

Brother Li shrugged and said, "Twelve hours."

Song Jian said: "What?"

Brother Li said, "Ten milliliters of serum can last up to twelve hours in Yan Ruoming's body."

Song Jian didn't answer any more. He walked out of the room and said to the guards outside: "This kind of fence can't stop the mutated zombies at all. You'd better add a power grid to it."

When Song Jian returned to the room, Chen Mo had already woken up and was lying on the bed playing games.

Sure enough, it was a child's temper, anger and joy came and went quickly, all emotions were left behind, and he started playing Mario seriously.

Little red and blue people bounce around walls, dodging fireballs, rocks, and monsters.

Song Jian took a deep breath, leaned over and stroked Chen Mo's hair.

Chen Mo's fingers trembled slightly, Mario fell into the ditch, and the game ended.

Chen Mo didn't play any more. He turned on the game and lay silently on the bed without speaking.

Whether it's a game or life, as long as Song Jian touches him lightly, he will lose completely, and there is no other way but to admit defeat.

Song Jian said, "Momo, Yan Ruoming has found the source of the zombie virus."

Chen Mo raised his head and looked at Song Jian angrily.

Song Jian was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Chen Mo said, "Say it again."

Song Jian said: "Yan Ruoming has found the source of the zombie virus..."

Chen Mo buried his head in the pillow and said in a muffled voice, "It's not this sentence."

Song Jian was silent for a long time, and finally understood what Chen Mo meant.

He sighed, leaned over and whispered in Chen Mo's ear, "I love you."

Chen Mo said aggrievedly: "It's fake..."

Song Jian said, "It's not fake."

Chen Mo still lowered his head and refused to get up.

Song Jian simply hugged Chen Mo in his arms and murmured, "Momo, I won't lie to you."

Chen Mo's heart was sore, he curled up in Song Jian's arms, and muttered softly: "I don't like Yan Ruoming, I saved him for the vaccine."

Song Jian hesitated for a moment, sighed and murmured in Chen Mo's ear: "Me too."

There are not many people in the transfer station, only about [-] people left.

There are a few merchants, a few old, weak, sick and disabled refugees, and a dozen guards at the transfer station.

Song Jian wanted to pull another team to find Professor Shen that Yan Ruoming was talking about.

The owner of the transfer station is Liang Jianqiang, a big brother with a bald head and colorful arms. It is said that he has entered and exited the road to hell four or five times, brought a lot of food and crude weapons from the safe zone, and came outside in exchange for resources, and established this transfer station.

Liang Jianqiang is an ambitious man.

He could lead the team back to the safe zone at any time, and the reason why he stayed outside was because he wanted to do something that was not in the safe zone.

If Yan Ruoming could really develop a vaccine for zombies, when he brought Yan Ruoming back to the safe zone, he would become a god admired by all.

Liang Jianqiang said to Song Jian: "I will let my brothers go with you. Dr. Yan will stay with me to recuperate. Song Jian, what do you think?"

Yan Ruoming sat weakly on the edge of the bed and said, "I must go with you."

Liang Jianqiang narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Song Jian said: "Your current physical condition is not suitable for going out for adventure."

Yan Ruoming said: "It is very difficult for you to bring Professor Shen back. His condition is very strange. I am his student and I know his character."

Liang Jianqiang said, "Dr. Yan, I'm afraid you will fall if you take two steps like this. Letting you out is to send you to your death."

Yan Ruoming said, "I must be the first person to meet Professor Shen."

Liang Jianqiang had a gloomy face.

If Song Jian took Yan Ruoming away and ran away after getting the blood samples of the initial zombies, wouldn't he have wasted his efforts and lost a lot of business because of it.

The negotiations have come to an impasse, and everyone's intentions are already very clear, but no one is willing to take half a step back.

Yan Ruoming said softly: "Liang Jianqiang, I know you want to keep me as a hostage to force Song Jian to come back, but I have to tell you that if I don't go, you will never be able to find Professor Shen, and you will all die among the corpses." .”

Liang Jianqiang said: "Okay, since we have spoken, let's change the hostage."

Song Jian's heart tightened.

Liang Jianqiang said, "Song Jian, that kid beside you is your lover, right? Keep him here, and I'll wait for you and Dr. Yan to come back to celebrate."

Yan Ruoming frowned slightly.

His body had to be injected with Chen Mo's serum frequently to survive, but he couldn't tell Liang Jianqiang that Chen Mo's serum was a vaccine.

Yan Ruoming looked at Song Jian somewhat at a loss.

Song Jian whispered: "I will persuade Momo to give you enough serum at once. It's okay, Momo is safe here, and I don't want him to go out with me to take risks again."

He was afraid that if he brought Yan Ruoming and Chen Mo with him at the same time, the situation where he had to choose between the two would reappear.

He couldn't make Chen Mo sad and disappointed anymore, but he couldn't leave Yan Ruoming alone either.

It is the best arrangement for Chen Mo to stay at the transfer station. It is very safe here. Chen Mo can read books, drink and play games here, and rest with the old man for a while.

After the negotiation was over, Song Jian and Yan Ruoming walked out of the conference room.

Yan Ruoming never spoke.

Song Jian asked: "What's wrong?"

Yan Ruoming said softly, "Song Jian, does Chen Mo hate me?"

Song Jian said: "He won't, he knows why he saved you."

Yan Ruoming said: "We don't have the storage conditions for fresh blood, and a centrifuge is needed to extract serum."

Song Jian said: "I will get it, don't worry."

Yan Ruoming nodded weakly, and walked to the place where he lived.

He walked a few steps, looked back at Song Jian, and said softly: "Song Jian, Chen Mo will hate me, let him hate me, I have no choice."

Song Jian didn't answer, just waved his hand: "Go back and rest."

When it was getting dark, Chen Mo went to give Yan Ruoming another blood transfusion.

This time, Brother Li took [-] milliliters of blood from Chen Mo at a time, wanting to make Yan Ruoming last longer.

This was requested by Chen Mo himself. He didn't want to come here again and again to have his blood drawn. One hundred milliliters of blood could keep Yan Ruoming from coming to trouble him for a few days, so he was happy to be at leisure.

During the blood drawing process, Chen Mo did not speak, and kept his head down the whole time, playing the game of eating snakes with one hand.

Brother Li finished drawing blood, looked at Chen Mo's indifferent and calm face, couldn't tell what it was like, so he took a piece of candy and handed it to Chen Mo: "Chen Mo, replenish your blood sugar."

Chen Mo didn't take the candy. He looked up at the blood bag, pressed the needle hole on his arm with absorbent cotton, and said in a low voice, "I won't eat it, I'm leaving."

He doesn't hate Brother Li.

Although the two-meter tall man has a bad temper, he has always been very kind to him.

He just didn't want to get in touch with anything related to Yan Ruoming.

Because of Song Jian's "I love you", he voluntarily made Yan Ruoming's blood bag, but he still hated Yan Ruoming.

Once he thinks of Yan Ruoming and their similar faces, he feels the pain and self-loathing of being a fake.

Only when he stays away from Yan Ruoming can he feel more relaxed.

Chen Mo walked out of the room and saw Song Jian standing outside smoking a cigarette. The second-hand smoke slowly rose in the night, outlining a precarious illusion among the dead branches and leaves.

Chen Mo was a little dizzy. He walked slowly behind Song Jian, and saw the skin exposed on the back of Song Jian's collar, extending the scars that Song Jian had left for him.

Song Jian turned his head, gently hugged Chen Mo into his arms with a cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, and the smoke slowly dispersed along Chen Mo's fair ears.

A childish grievance suddenly filled Chen Mo's heart.

He choked with sobs and whispered, "Song Jian, I want to eat candy."

Song Jian felt in his pocket, there was no sugar, but a piece of chocolate.

Song Jian peeled off the chocolate and put it in Chen Mo's mouth.

The cheap cocoa substitute is greasy, and the sweet taste chokes the throat.

But Chen Mo carefully licked the slowly melting chocolate in his mouth, and wrapped his thin arms around Song Jian's waist. He was a little dizzy, his little head wobbled, and bumped into Song Jian's shoulder. .

Song Jian had something to say to Chen Mo, but he couldn't say it to Chen Mo like this.So he picked Chen Mo up, walked back slowly, and said the most important thing at the moment: "Momo, I'm going to the city hospital."

Chen Mo said, "It will be very dangerous."

Song Jian said: "Yes, but I have to go, I'm going to the hospital to get some equipment."

Chen Mo asked, "Is it Yan Ruoming's research?"

Song Jian hesitated for a few seconds and said, "It's a centrifuge."

Chen Mo still retained this term in his distant memory and common sense, he thought, it was probably the equipment Yan Ruoming needed for his experiments.The centrifuge seems to be used to extract the serum.

Chen Mo hugged Song Jian's neck and whispered, "I'll go with you."

Song Jian said: "I think you are not in a good spirit."

Chen Mo poked the gun on Song Jian's back and said, "It won't affect my fight, I want to go with you."

Being hugged by Song Jian and walking back like this, he was actually a little happy, even the discomfort caused by the low blood pressure disappeared.

Song Jian looked down at Chen Mo's face.

The handsome young man looked at him earnestly under the moonlight, his bright eyes filled with joy and anticipation, as if nothing had happened, and he still loved him as much as when we first met.

Although this boy has grown up, his soul is always left in his youth like the sudden doomsday, expressing his love purely and passionately like a child, never holding grudges, and always carrying love.

How could he live up to such a teenager.

Song Jian said, "Momo, I'm afraid you'll get hurt again."

Chen Mo said: "I'm afraid too, so I want to follow you, I can protect you."

Song Jian no longer refused, he carried Chen Mo up to the second floor, put him on a chair, squatted on the ground and began to organize weapons and ammunition.

Chen Mo leaned over and poked Song Jian's back: "Song Jian, does your injury still hurt?"

Song Jian said: "It's okay, it's all flesh and blood injuries."

Chen Mo poked his heart, and there was a dull pain in it, but he didn't know why the pain came from.

Song Jian was counting the bullets with his head down, and he didn't see Chen Mo's little gesture of disappointment.

There are centrifuges in urban hospitals, not only centrifuges, Yan Ruoming also needs a lot of test tubes, infusion tubes, microscopes, petri dishes, reagents and medicines.

Liang Jianqiang's people would follow them, so the centrifuge was only said to be used for Yan Ruoming to extract the serum of the zombies, and Liang Jianqiang must not let Liang Jianqiang know that Chen Mo's blood was the vaccine.

This Liang Jianqiang is not easy to get along with. If he finds out that Chen Mo's blood is a life-saving medicine, Chen Mo will be in danger.

The day was set on a sunny day, seven or eight people brought their weapons and equipment, took advantage of the dawn to make a quick decision, went to the hospital to get things and came back immediately.

The people at the transfer station had never seen those mutated spider zombies, so everyone was very optimistic.

They often go to the urban area to search for resources, and they have almost emptied out everything that can be eaten and used in this city.

A younger brother under Liang Jianqiang patted Chen Mo on the shoulder and said, "The kid is afraid and just stays in the car. Let's go in for a while and come out."

Chen Mo was busy testing the gun, and there was a click. He looked up at the man and said seriously: "If you are afraid, you can come in after I go in and clean up the zombies."

The man was amused by Chen Mo, and smiled and gave Chen Mo a smoke bomb: "The little thing is quite fierce, can it bite?"

Chen Mo knew that this person didn't mean anything malicious, but he just seemed bored and wanted to tease him. He took the smoke bomb and said, "Thank you. If you are in danger, I will save you."

Song Jian waved not far away: "Momo, come here, let's take this car."

They drove an off-road, a truck.

Because the instruments that Yan Ruoming needs are big ones, they need to be installed in the truck bed.

The sun rose slowly, and the gray morning light fell on everyone's faces.

Song Jian sat in the driver's seat, picked up the unfamiliar walkie-talkie, and said, "Let's go."