"Uncle, we are here."
Rushing to the door of Lu Yu's house in one breath, Xu Xiaoxiao put Ni Zhengou down, walked up and knocked on the door.
"Boss Lu, I'm back..."
As soon as the words were spoken, Xu Xiaoxiao remembered that Lu Yu seemed to be lying on the bed unable to move, so he immediately changed his words and shouted.
"Xiao Ran, I'm back, open the door quickly."
As soon as Xu Xiaoxiao finished speaking, the sound of unlocking came from behind the door.
"Sister Xiao Xiao, you are back. This must be the survivor we just rescued."
Xiaoran's pretty little face poked out from the crack in the door, and opened the door for the two of them to enter.
"Hello, grandpa!"
After closing the door, Xiaoran called Uncle Ni very sensibly, and immediately made the old man smile.
"Kid, you are so good. What is your name?"
Ni Zhengou stretched out his big hand, touched Xiaoran's head, and asked lovingly.
"Grandpa, my name is Wang Xinran, my king's king!"
After saying that, he made a very cute face.
This is not because Xiao Ran's childlike innocence is still intact, but because Lu Yu specifically told her.
At present, the only people who know the truth about Xiaoran's enhancement are Lu Yu, Xu Xiaoxiao and Xiaoran himself.
A 9-year-old girl with extraordinary wisdom.
Before the disaster, this could naturally be used as capital to show off.
But in today's unpredictable apocalypse, exposing all your trump cards to others is undoubtedly a slow suicide.
Therefore, if it is not necessary, let Xiao Ran maintain the image of a child, while relaxing the vigilance of others, it is also safer for herself.
"Hahaha, Xiaoran, you are so cute." Uncle Ni smiled happily. It was obvious that he liked the little girl in front of him very much.
"Well, if my unlucky son and daughter could get married and have children, I would probably have a granddaughter as old as you now."
As he spoke, the old man's eyes turned red, he lowered his head and sighed.
"Grandpa, don't be sad. From now on, Xiaoran will be your granddaughter and play with grandpa."
Xiaoran stretched out her little hand, held Uncle Ni's cheek, and said cutely.
"Uncle, let's eat some compressed biscuits first, and I'll help you cook some noodles."
Xu Xiaoxiao saw that Ni Zhengou and Xiao Ran seemed to be chatting well, so he went into the kitchen to cook noodles with confidence.
"Hey, no, no, sir. I'm a retired chef myself. How can I let you, a girl, help me cook? You sit down and I'll do it."
When Uncle Ni saw Xu Xiaoxiao going into the kitchen to be with him, he quickly stopped her, stepped into the kitchen first, and closed the door very carefully.
"Uncle, you are a chef..."
As soon as Xu Xiaoxiao was stunned, Ni Zhengou had already gotten into the kitchen and started tinkering.
His focused look didn't look like he had been hungry for several days.
After seeing Uncle Ni enter the kitchen, Xiao Ran and Xu Xiaoxiao looked at each other and returned to the room.
Xu Xiaoxiao understood that Xiaoran was looking for Lu Yu.
Although Lu Yu is now seriously injured and unable to move, the center of their team is still Lu Yu.
Of course, this team only includes three people who know the true situation of Xiaoran, not even Zhang Ning.
Soon, Xiao Ran walked out of the room and whispered a few words in Xu Xiaoxiao's ear.
"Okay, I know."
Looking at the cute little girl in front of her, Xu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but feel a little dazed, but she quickly woke up and got up and walked towards the room.
Lu Yu wanted Xu Xiaoxiao to move him from the room to the sofa. First, it was dinner time and he could have lunch outside. Later, Lu Yu wanted to meet this new survivor in person.
"Dong dong dong" came a knock on the door, followed by Zhang Ning's broken gong-like voice.
"Xiaoran Xiaoran, open the door quickly, brother, I'm back."
I saw Xiaoran skillfully opening the monitoring screen first, and after observing carefully for a while, he opened the door and let Zhang Ning and his party enter the house.
The original three-person team had now expanded to six people. Following Zhang Ning, in addition to two familiar faces, Ma Long and Zhang Jike, there were three other strangers.
At this time, Xu Xiaoxiao also carried Lu Yu out of the room and prepared to place him on the sofa in the living room.
Xu Xiaoxiao carried Lu Yu out like a princess, but Lu Yu was face down. This posture could effectively avoid pulling the wound on his back, but it looked a bit weird.
It's like carrying a dead person.
"Hey, you're back. You've worked hard. You've worked hard."
Lu Yu, who seemed to have died in Xu Xiaoxiao's arms, suddenly raised his head and greeted everyone at the door.
"Is your injury not healed yet? Do you still need someone to carry it out?"
Ma Long frowned when he saw Lu Yu in Xu Xiaoxiao's arms.
When he was cleaning Lu Yu's wound yesterday, he clearly found that healing granules had grown deep in Lu Yu's wound. According to that recovery speed, even if he is not completely healed today, he should be able to regain a certain degree of mobility.
You must know that Lu Yu has been strengthened by the virus and should have excellent recovery ability, but no matter how you look at it now, he looks like an ordinary person.
Even weaker than ordinary people...
"Is the wound inflamed?"
Ma Long, who was confused, looked at Lu Yu who was lying comfortably on the sofa, and this idea suddenly flashed in his mind.
"Wait a minute, I want to check your wound. It may be infected."
Regardless of Lu Yu's objection, Ma Long immediately started to remove the bandage on Lu Yu's back.
"Hey, please be gentle, oh, shit, it hurts..."
Lu Yu on the sofa was like a lamb at the mercy of others, constantly exclaiming.
Soon, Ma Long removed the bandage on Lu Yu's back, revealing the wound.
When everyone saw the wound, they took a deep breath.
I saw many pustules of different sizes popping up around the wound that was originally sutured by Ma Long, and the wound in the center was swollen, showing an oozing purple-black color.
"Sure enough, it's infected..." Ma Long looked at the shocking wound in front of him, and it took him a long time to say a word.
"Let me see, let me see..."
With the mentality of watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously, Zhang Ning got out of the crowd and squeezed to the sofa.
"Damn it, Brother Yu is awesome. To tell you the truth, your back is as good as a toad's."
Just as Lu Yu was about to ask about the wound on his back, Zhang Ning described it first.
"Uh..." Lu Yu felt a little tight in his chest for a moment, and rolled his eyes at Zhang Ning feebly.
Whether it was due to the worsening of the wound or the psychological shadow caused by Lu Yu after listening to Zhang Ning's description, Lu Yu seemed to feel that the wound on his back was even more painful.
"The wound needs to be treated again, and the pus needs to be drained out first."
The soldier Ma Long is not as talkative as Zhang Ning, but he is still very reliable at critical moments.
When everyone saw that Ma Long was about to re-debridement the wound on Lu Yu's back, they all consciously stepped aside to leave him enough room to move.
Only Zhang Ning was still standing in front of the sofa, his nose twitching, wondering what he was smelling.
"What are you smelling? Help me get the needle and tweezers."
When Ma Long saw that everyone was moving away, Zhang Ning was still there sniffing around like a wolf dog, and he couldn't help feeling anxious.
"Wait a minute, don't you smell a fragrance?"
Everyone was confused when they heard this. Only Ma Long, Zhang Jike and Xu Xiaoxiao raised their eyebrows, with a look of surprise on their faces.
"Do you smell that faint osmanthus fragrance again?"
Ma Long looked at Zhang Ning beside him nervously, his voice was lowered due to nervousness, as if he was talking about a terrible thing.
"No, this time the fragrance..."
Zhang Ning said and sniffed the air again.
"A bit like an orchid..."
"Where is the source?" Ma Long swallowed.
Earlier in the fire escape, Zhang Ning also said that he smelled an aroma that none of them could smell. It was finally determined that the aroma came from the black mucus in the zombies' brains.
So this time, does it also mean that there are things similar to zombies lurking around them?
Although this inference is very hasty, after all, it is related to his own life, and Ma Long does not dare to be careless.
Zhang Ning closed his eyes and smelled around again. Finally, he slowly squatted down and came over Lu Yu's wound.
"Huh? Yes, it came from his wound."
Opening his eyes, Zhang Ning's nose was almost pressed against one of the pustules, and he sniffed hard again.
Immediately afterwards, he let out a burst of happy sighs, like a smoker who has had his fill of cigarettes.
"Come here, get me a straw!"
Zhang Ning waved his hand in the air and said something out of ten.
"What are you going to do..."
Ma Long, who was still squatting next to Zhang Ning, looked at Zhang Ning in front of him like a monster.
"What else can I do? Let's suck the pus out of him."
After a pause, as if aware that his words might cause misunderstanding, Zhang Ning immediately explained.
"Oh, I won't eat it. This thing is so disgusting. No matter how fragrant it is, I won't eat it..."
"Just don't eat..."
Ma Long said in a low voice, thinking in his heart.
"Originally, I planned to release the pus from Lu Yu's back, but now that Zhang Ning is willing to do it for me, I'll be happy and free. It seems I'm thinking too much."
Soon, a plastic straw was delivered to Zhang Ning's hands. Without any ink, Zhang Ning directly inserted the straw into the largest pustule and sucked it up with his mouth.
With Zhang Ning's movements, the pustule on Lu Yu's back gradually shrank, and all the yellow-brown pus entered Zhang Ning's mouth with the straw.
But Zhang Ning didn't seem to mind. After sucking one pustule, he immediately inserted the straw into another pustule, and at the same time motioned to Xu Xiaoxiao to bring him a washbasin.
Although Zhang Ning looked calm on the surface, his heart was in turmoil.
Because the moment the pus entered his mouth, his tongue tasted an unparalleled fishy-sweet taste.
It's not that it tastes very delicious, but it is definitely a taste impact that he has never experienced in his life.
And from the moment the pus enters the entrance, the desire to swallow everything in the mouth becomes more and more swollen!
But Zhang Ning still maintained his rationality and kept telling himself that what was in his mouth was not something good, but disgusting pus.
Fortunately, Xu Xiaoxiao quickly fetched the basin and handed it to Zhang Ning.
At this moment, a violent explosion came from the window, breaking the originally quiet atmosphere...
