Chengbei Museum.
Monitoring room on the top floor.
"sorry..."
Xu Qing looked at Lu Zhengming, who had been silent for a long time, and began to blame herself again, and apologized to Lu Zhengming with a full face.
She thought that it was because of her overflowing sympathy that Lu Zhengming was in this half-dead state.
"What are you sorry for? It's not your fault..."
Lu Zhengming raised his head and glanced at Xu Qing, while speaking weakly, he sat on a chair nearby.
"You are hurt?!"
Xu Qing followed and came closer, and suddenly found that Lu Zhengming's leg was injured, and half of his leg was stained red with blood.
Lu Zhengming nodded without saying anything, and slowly took out a photo from his pocket. It was a family portrait, with his wife, children, and elderly parents on it.
It was taken with the family when his father celebrated his birthday last month.
It had only been so long before the family was separated, and he realized what it means to have a family broken up.
"Team Wu, do the supplies you brought back include gauze and medicine?"
Xu Qing hesitated for a moment, turned to look at Wu Jun aside, and asked softly.
"Yes, I'll get it for you."
Wu Jun nodded, agreed, turned around and walked out of the monitoring room.
Xu Qing breathed a sigh of relief and silently stayed by Lu Zhengming's side, checking the injuries.
Yao Yongkang, who was squatting in the corner, saw Wu Jun leaving. He looked at the food and drinks on the table and swallowed. However, his mouth was dry and there was almost no water in his mouth. The more he swallowed, the more uncomfortable he became. Then he couldn't help but stand up. He stood up and walked towards the table.
Xu Qing was checking Lu Zhengming's injuries and didn't notice Yao Yongkang approaching. Then she suddenly heard footsteps and turned around to see that Yao Yongkang had eagerly picked up a bag of bread and tore the bag crazily.
It looked like he was starving.
"That's not for you!"
Xu Qing frowned and said loudly, and wanted to reach out to grab it, but thought that Yao Yongkang had not eaten or drank, so she took her hand back.
Just because she doesn't stop it doesn't mean no one will.
Just when Yao Yongkang opened the package and was about to take a bite, the two soldiers guarding the door suddenly walked over quickly, snatched the bread from Yao Yongkang's hands, and pushed him aside.
"What are you doing?! Give it to me!"
"I am the director of the Biological Research Center! I developed the 13th generation Lowe reagent! Without me, you would all die!"
"If I starve to death, Duanmu Feng will not let you go!"
Yao Yongkang struggled to grab the stolen bread and shouted excitedly.
"Shuai Feng has an order. You can't eat or drink without his permission!"
One of the soldiers looked at Yao Yongkang expressionlessly and said coldly. As he spoke, he pushed the mineral water on the table to the side.
"Step aside!"
But Yao Yongkang, who had been hungry for a long time, could no longer care about so much. He tried his best to snatch it, but he couldn't listen at all!
Seeing this, another soldier directly picked up the gun in his hand and pointed it at the excited Yao Yongkang!
Seeing the black muzzle of the gun, Yao Yongkang instantly turned pale, took a few steps back in horror, and quickly closed his mouth.
"Guns are not meant to be used against your own people!"
At this moment, Wu Jun opened the door and walked in. Seeing this scene, he said dissatisfied.
"Captain Wu, he is causing trouble."
The soldier hurriedly put away his gun, turned to look at Wu Jun and said.
"If you don't want to make Feng Shuai angry anymore, I advise you to be more honest. Maybe Feng Shuai will change his mind. Don't make it difficult for everyone."
Wu Jun looked at Yao Yongkang and said in a deep voice.
Yao Yongkang hesitated for a moment, then turned around helplessly and returned to the corner, squatting down again, but he was cursing Duanmu Feng in his heart, feeling that Duan Mufeng was crossing the river and burning the bridge.
"Give."
Wu Jun signaled the two soldiers to return to stand guard at the door, and then handed Xu Qing the gauze and medicine he had taken.
Xu Qing took the gauze and medicine and began to clean Lu Zhengming's wounds skillfully, without any fear even if her hands were stained with blood.
"You are very professional."
Seeing Xu Qing's skillful movements, Wu Jun couldn't help but praise him.
“I studied professional nursing before and didn’t know much about it, but I didn’t expect it to come in handy now.”
Xu Qing smiled bitterly and said slowly.
When she was in college, she once minored in nursing. It was purely a personal hobby. Who would have thought that she would actually use it.
But she would rather she never have to use this skill.
It didn't take long for Xu Qing to clean Lu Zhengming's wound, apply medicine, and bandage it carefully and professionally, making Lu Zhengming no longer look so embarrassed.
"Thanks."
Lu Zhengming looked at his leg and hesitantly thanked him. He, who had been immersed in sadness, seemed to feel the pain from the wound just now.
"fine."
"What happened to you?"
Xu Qing shook her head with a smile and asked softly again.
Everyone saw the sadness on Lu Zhengming's face and knew what must have happened.
"I'm home..."
"My wife, children, and parents are all missing. There is blood everywhere in the house. They..."
"Maybe he has turned into a monster, maybe he is dead..."
Lu Zhengming hesitated and finally told the truth. At the end of the sentence, tears burst out of his eyes and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
After holding it all in, he finally couldn't help but release it.
Hearing Lu Zhengming's answer, the smile on Xu Qing's face disappeared instantly, and her eyes were slightly red.
In fact, during the time Duan Mufeng was out, the three of them had been using Xu Qing's mobile phone to contact their families, but they couldn't reach them. At that time, they felt that their family might have been in danger.
Xu Qing also watched the news on her mobile phone. The area where the three of them lived had the most people infected by the virus, and it was basically impossible for anyone to survive.
Even if he was not infected, he would probably have been attacked by zombies long ago.
Duan Mufeng had been an orphan since he was a child, so he ignored Xu Qing and his family. He only wanted to rescue them and did not take the initiative to let them contact their families. Moreover, he never thought of saving their families.
The cruelty of the apocalypse has already forced him to become cold and even a little inhumane.
But in the last days, if you rely on favors to live, you will have to wait for death!
Wu Jun and the two soldiers standing aside were also silent, because they had also received the exact news that all their family members had been killed.
"Deputy Director Lu, I know you are in pain, but when something like this happens, there is nothing anyone can do."
"You have to cheer up. I believe that if your family knew that you were alive, they would also want you to live well."
"Besides, you are a professional in the field of agricultural research, he is a professional in biological research, and I am also a graduate student in geological monitoring. Brother Feng must have had his intentions in rescuing us immediately."
"While we are alive, we may be able to do more and save more people."
Xu Qing patted Lu Zhengming's shoulder and comforted him patiently.
"I know..."
Lu Zhengming shook his shoulders, nodded and said, trying to calm down his emotions.
Wu Jun glanced at Xu Qing, who spoke in an orderly manner, and nodded approvingly, feeling that the girl in front of him was a bit extraordinary.
After a long time, the crying Lu Zhengming finally calmed down, and under Xu Qing's persuasion, he picked up the food on the table and started eating.
Seeing this scene, Xu Qing finally felt relieved.
"Girl, you should eat some too."
Wu Jun looked at the food still placed on the windowsill not far away and said slowly.
"I'm not hungry."
"Where's Brother Feng? I want to talk to him about something."
Xu Qing shook her head with a smile and asked softly.
"In his room, I'll take you there."
Wu Jun pointed to the door, turned around and walked out.
Xu Qing followed behind silently.
In the innermost office on the top floor, Duan Mufeng sat at his desk. There was some food on the table, but he had not touched it yet.
This is a fairly large office, a suite, and a bedroom inside, so Wu Jun picked this place as Duan Mufeng's room.
In addition, Wu Jun has found suitable rooms for everyone. The rooms of Xu Qing and the three of them are also on the top floor. As for him and his men, as well as Tang Jun and his men, they basically live on the first and second floors. It's also easier to get up.
Except for him and Tang Jun, who were in a separate room, the others were in a four-person dormitory, with temporary beds set up and some daily necessities distributed in the room.
Now, they have regarded this place as their temporary home, and everyone feels lucky to have a safe place to survive in the apocalypse.
Duan Mufeng has already given this temporary home a name, called Safe House...
