Bi Jinye held a large box of medicine and turned it upside down.
The hemostatic drug was used up just now.
Fu Anan was startled when he heard this, and then he found the disinfectant alcohol he had stored, rolled the bandage into a thicker string, and stuffed it all into the bottle, leaving only a little outside.
ignite.
A pale blue flame began to burn.
Fu Anan loosened his grip on the wound, and with trembling fingers covered in blood, he picked up the alcohol lamp.
Bring it to the wound.
Bi Jinye watched her movements and swallowed nervously. In addition to medication, another simple and effective way to stop bleeding is to burn it.
However, the side effect that comes with it is immense pain.
The flames burned the wound, and Fu Anan scratched the ground with her fingers in pain. The flames licked the blood around her wound, and the blood and skin tissue began to burn, and even emitted bursts of fragrance.
"ah!"
With a suppressed growl, Fu Anan threw away the bottle of alcohol, and his whole body was soaked as if he had just been pulled out of the water.
Bi Jinye witnessed the whole process.
He always thought that Fu Anan was a girl who relied on the help of a big boss to rise to the top. He was very envious of the big boss's care and guidance that she could get at any time.
Now I suddenly feel that it would be unfair if she wasn't strong.
"Teacher Fu, are you okay?"
I've experienced having my whole body burned to charcoal, but I can still endure this little bit of pain.
Fu Anan glanced at him and said in a hoarse voice, "Have someone find me a stretcher."
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They accidentally stumbled into a hospital, where it was easy to find a stretcher.
Besides stretchers, the hospital was most likely to have viruses. However, it was the second to last day of the game, and it took at least six days for the virus to develop and die, so it was actually the least threatening thing.
Just as they were about to lift her up and leave, they suddenly discovered that the people brought by Xi Yi were searching everywhere.
The frightened players scattered.
The only one who had a conscience was probably Bi Jinye, who remembered to take her with him when he escaped.
"All their S-rank players are dead, why are you running away?"
Fu Anan watched their actions, feeling a little disappointed. The players who had just finished their second game here had poor mental qualities.
She was carried around the hospital. The desolation and dilapidation inside came into view. There were beds everywhere.
Unlike what they imagined, the beds were full of patients. Seventy percent of the patients had died, and the remaining thirty percent were in very bad condition.
No one was taking care of them, and they were emitting a foul odor. They were skinny and dry, and the red sores all over their bodies were festering.
Seeing Fu Anan and the others coming, these people stretched out their black fingers and grasped in the void, begging for their salvation.
The players passed quickly with the stretcher, not daring to look up as they approached them.
Under the light, the hospital looked pale, with no hope, only despair.
Go to the first floor lobby of the hospital
The glass at the medicine dispenser was smashed, and all kinds of Chinese and Western medicines were mixed and scattered all over the floor. Various printed documents were placed on the front desk, including [Matters on the Prevention and Treatment of Acne], [Registration for Acne Treatment Project], and [Volunteer Work System]. These documents were written in black and white, and were sticky with black blood and yellow pus.
They walked all the way from the building to the hospital gate. Hundreds of corpses were piled outside, including those of medical staff in white coats and nurse uniforms.
A leaflet was posted on the door—
[Notice: The First Hospital will no longer accept infected people. ]
(End of this chapter)