Hong Tao had thought about this method a long time ago, and it had also been rejected long ago. Technically speaking, it is easy for bullets to crush bones, but it is also easy to leave irregular trauma surfaces and bone fragments, which are more difficult to deal with. From an emotional point of view, after Chu Qiu broke his hand, he accompanied him all the way, the hopeless look in his eyes was too tormenting.
"This is fate!" With a long sigh, accept fate.
I have other ways to save this girl, without bloodshed, and without letting her lose half of her leg. After running away for ten years, turning around and returning to this problem, it would be too tiring to run again.
"You, you don't plan to control me Can you give me the gun, I will do it myself! I don't want to die, I want to see my sister, I still want to go home"
This sigh made Zhumabayi despair. She thought she was not afraid of death, but when she was about to die, there was such a glimmer of hope, and her previous firm belief immediately disappeared.
"No, I have another way Don't move, Yuro will definitely not lie to you!" Throwing away the cigarette butt, Hong Tao picked up the cold mask and put it on the little nun's head, deliberately blocking her eyes.
? Then he unbuttoned his coat, pulled his left arm out of his underwear, turned around and opened the metal box, took out the stainless steel syringe, bent his fist, and pinched it in at the exact location of the vein.
It is true that one's own blood has the function of suppressing the zombie virus, but it is limited to oneself, and it has no effect on others. I have been looking for opportunities to try these years, but it is too difficult to find candidates. You can't walk around the streets with a needle every day, let alone let healthy people be bitten by zombies on purpose, that's too cruel.
Now I finally found a chance to do this experiment. I took a tube of venous blood and injected it into Zhumabayi's vein, and carefully observed her changes. Of course, plan b and plan c have also been prepared.
When a healthy person is infected by the zombie virus, the whole body will gradually turn gray, and the black eyes will gradually shrink. Within a few minutes to ten minutes, the virus will quickly infect the whole body, and eventually occupy the brain and become a zombie.
According to Fan Chunling, this is the process in which the virus spreads throughout the body along the blood circulation, gradually occupying healthy cells and rapidly replicating. In this process, a large amount of nutrients and water will be consumed, so the zombie's body has almost no body fluids.
However, the current symptoms of the little nun are somewhat different from those of healthy people bitten by zombies. Her infection process is very slow. I don't know if the virus has mutated or her immune system has produced antibodies.
If her own blood can't suppress the zombie virus in her body, the pistol in the other hand is plan b. If the little nun was poisoned to death because of human body rejection, it would only be her fate. Scientific experiments always fail more, this is called plan c.
"What did you give me?" Zhumabayi, who had finished the blood transfusion, looked at the needle hole on his arm a little strangely.
"Special medicine, the special medicine of the East Asian Alliance!" Hong Tao's nonsense came as soon as he opened his mouth.
"" Even in the name of Yuro, this answer still did not convince Zhumabai.
The specific medicine is a very precious material. The Redeemer had to spend a lot of effort to get a little bit from the East Asian Alliance. All of them are in the hands of the Bishop, and only a few real high-level people can inject them.
"It was given to me by people from the East Asian Alliance, thanks to me for saving them in Licheng!" It's still nonsense, but it sounds reasonable. This thing was originally produced by the East Asian Alliance, so it is not too much to save a life in order to get rid of the adjudicator's pursuit.
"Bizes, thank you My name is not Zhumabai. My real name is Irina Kharitonovna Kharidonova. You can also call me Iyushka."
Zhu Maba believed it, and was so moved that he burst into tears. Now it's not the old world, when we meet by chance, no matter how beautiful they are, they won't be worth a shot of life-saving medicine. I have nothing to report, I can only tell the truth.
"I'd better call you Zhuma. This name is more Chinese, and it sounds nice" Hong Tao can accept but can't empathize with the little nun's frank treatment, especially the name Iyushka, which must not be called. This is a nickname for the Russians, which is similar to the nickname for the Chinese. Whoever is called is a relative and a buddy.
"Well, it's okayBiges, I know that my identity cannot convince you completely, but you are my savior. In this world, besides my sister, you are the only one who treats me best!"
Regarding Hong Tao's prevarication, Zhu Mabayi did not force it on the surface, but she changed the way, playing the emotional card instead, trying to slowly melt the gap between the two from a human perspective.
"Eat the porridge and sleep for a while, resting is more important than chatting now!" Without this set, Hong Tao picked up the lunch box that was kept warm on the stove and handed it over.
This little nun has a superb appearance and a superb figure, it's hard not to be tempted. I did relapse and save her by blood transfusion, which is beyond the scope of ordinary people from an emotional point of view.?
But you must restrain your desires. After all, she is a professionally trained agent. What is professionalism? It means that it has willpower and delusion that ordinary people cannot imagine, and everything cannot be deduced according to common sense.
? Seeing that the man was unwilling to continue the chat, Zhuma didn't force her. She obediently drank the porridge and was still tied up like a rice dumpling all over her body. She closed her eyes with a sleeping bag on top of it.
Hong Tao sat on the edge of the kang, and after a while, he opened the lower corner of the sleeping bag to look at the wound, his face gradually became less solemn. The blood was indeed effective. There was no change in the stitched wound of the little nun, but the surrounding gray lines disappeared in less than an hour, without leaving any traces, and her skin was still fair.
"Eat it, my legs are saved, and my life is saved. Don't think about anything, get a good night's sleep." Hong Tao was completely relieved after observing for more than half an hour. Find two anti-inflammatory drugs, and untie the rope by the way.
"Good night, Bigers!" Even a well-trained agent would be moved when he heard the news.
Zhuma's expression was very Russian. He opened his arms to embrace Hong Tao who was holding warm water, kissed the left cheek once, the right cheek, the left cheek and then again. Left and right, this is an important gift between relatives in Russia, and it must be a relative with a particularly good relationship.
According to the routines in movies and TV, it is time to enter the 18-ban period. The hero saves the beauty and makes a promise with his body. The two people reach the collision of souls through skin-to-skin contact, and the plot takes a turn.
Enemies become lovers, opponents become helpers, and the righteous side launches a major counterattack. If the time is not enough, let the hero and heroine separate and setbacks again. In extreme cases, one may simply die and earn a vote of tears.
And whenever the music sounds, even the enemy will stop chasing and killing, giving the hero and heroine enough time to sublimate their emotions, and by the way, let the audience appreciate the fusion of soul and flesh, and get a beautiful look.
However, when it came to Hong Tao, he would not be passionate about anything. He just enjoyed three kisses silently, and then there was no reaction, and he went to pack three backpacks. Now that Fang Wenlin is gone and the little nun is injured, most of these things will be on his shoulders, so it must be streamlined.
In addition, he still has something on his mind. He needs to review what he has done these days, and find out the places that are likely to arouse others' suspicion.
?Zeng Zi said, I should examine myself three times a day, am I not loyal to others? Don't believe in making friends? Don't you know how to pass it on? When you look at people, they think of noble things. Hong Tao also thinks three times a day, all he can think about is how to harm people, deceive people, and fool people.
I don't know if it's because the immune system is tired from tossing around with the virus, or if it's a bit too relaxing to return to the world from the gate of hell, Juma's breathing soon became steady and rhythmic.
After Hong Tao packed his backpack, he added some firewood to the hearth, and went to sleep on the kang. But he didn't lie down, and he didn't go to Zhuma's side. Instead, he sat on the kang and leaned against the backpack, holding the handle of the gun tightly in his hand.
Having nothing to say all night, and I can't say nothing, Zhuma got up once in the middle of the night, climbed off the kang and tried to open the door with a limp, but was stopped by Hong Tao. Save it, find a bucket from the room next to the sundries, and solve it in the room.
Juma hasn't slept so deeply for many days. Ever since she knew that the nun was going to send her to infiltrate the rebel-controlled area to perform top-secret missions, she always had nightmares, and she always dreamed about her sister. But today I really slept until I woke up naturally, except for waking up once in the middle of the night, I didn¡¯t have any dreams.