shit.
Allen cursed silently, and quickly took two steps to the side. The leaves of the plant covered the pool of blood, gradually forming a knot, wrapping all the blood in it.
"This thing drinks blood?!" Allen whispered in disbelief.
Dong Zheng suddenly remembered the rotten flakes and half a test tube found in the dead plant in the corner of the mortuary, and suddenly realized, "We need blood to lead them away. Go ahead and bandage the wound on the fourth floor. I remember that this floor happens to be the blood collection place, look. Let's see if we can get a blood sample."
They immediately went to the fourth floor. There was a small medicine station behind the nurse's desk. Allen pulled out a box of dried cephalosporins and swallowed two tablets. With the help of Dong Zheng, they wrapped them with hydrogen peroxide disinfectant bandages. Dong Zheng got a flashlight and a knife for cutting fruit in the drawer.
Now there are lighting tools, and the two temporarily rested for three or four minutes. During this time, Dong Zheng found the schematic diagram of the hospital structure that had fallen to the ground. There is indeed a blood collection center in the north area of this floor.
It is not yet known the proportional relationship between the secret realm and the outside time. In the Labyrinth of Time, they have a total limit of four hours. When entering this place, there are only a little more than two hours left. Calling Kars back would be a big loss.
Allen's wound didn't seem to bleed anymore after bandaging. Dong Zheng and him found the blood collection place. It really is the place where the most plants gather. The dense mint has filled the entire window, and the situation inside can't be seen at all.
Mint is better than vines, at least it has no thorns, and the stems are soft. Dong Zheng used a knife to barely clear a passage for one person to pass through, and Allen drilled into the laboratory.
All the test tube racks outside were empty, and countless broken test tubes were scattered on the ground. Mint smelled a little too much, and Dong Zheng shook his head, only to feel that his brain had turned into a puddle of mush.
The headache has continued, and the brain has made the most basic protective response, which makes Dong Zheng's feeling of pain dull. Since the first time he felt dizzy, he has been calling on Cui Zuojing to make him come back, but the boy did not. No response was given to him.
Dong Zheng was very depressed, and he was quite worried that something would happen to Cui Zuojing against such a terrible executioner. Under the contradiction, he could not take any effective measures, so he could only endure it.
"There's a safe here," Alan shouted.
Dong Zheng hurried over, it was an electronic password safe, placed in the corner, covered with a layer of mint leaves, a four-digit password, the indicator light was dimly lit, indicating that it was still working.
Dong Zheng is very familiar with this kind of safe. There are many such things in his company, but they should be more advanced.
He said to Allen: "Looking for the password, just bring the information with numbers and letters and study it."
Alan is not stupid, he made an OK gesture and started searching. Dong Zheng opened the dusty filing cabinet, covered his mouth and nose, glanced at it, and pulled out a journal from the corner closest to the cabinet wall.
Dong Zheng turned two pages and wrote four numbers on the page on September 27: 1753.
So simple
He paused, crouched down in front of the safe, and tried to enter 1756.
The indicator lights up green, and with a soft click, the safe opens.
Allen was still rummaging through the doctor's stuff, and when he saw Dong Zheng opened the box in a blink of an eye, he was shocked: "Hold the grass, did you get the password so soon?"
Dong Zheng snorted and showed him the numbers on the logbook: "The date on the doctor's medical record when he was still on the first floor was September 30th, and this is the password from three days ago, usually the password for the access control in the hospital or the general control room. It will change every day, in order to facilitate memory, many will use the cumulative method, as long as you remember one password every week, I often do this in the company."
Allen said "Oh" in a long tone, "Okay, I've increased my knowledge."
The temperature in the safe is quite low. There are two rows of test tubes, all of which are filled with blood samples, with a layer of pale yellow serum floating on them. The plasma is almost coagulated and has been stored for a long time.
Dong Zheng didn't know whether such blood was still attractive to plants. He took one of them, shook it, opened it and put a few drops on the top of the safe. After waiting for a while, the mint leaves illuminated by the flashlight became visible to the naked eye, and all rushed to the few drops of blood.
Dong Zheng was relieved: "It's useful, let's go, go upstairs."
The two of them divided ten test tubes and entered the stairwell again. The blood that Allen had left on the ground had been sucked dry. The vines were blocked on the only way, and the fungus completely occupied the wall at this moment, and the white palm had completely become their nourishment.
Dong Zheng took a deep breath, opened the test tube and poured the blood on the corner of the stairs, huddled and waited far away from Alan.
The plant was awakened by Allen's blood just now, and responded quickly. It climbed up following the smell of blood, and naturally gave way to a narrow passage.
Dong Zheng and Allen took the opportunity to go up, and a few leaves smelled the bloody smell left on Allen's body, eager to get closer, Allen hurriedly smashed another test tube in the corner, and was finally safe for the time being.
However, at this moment, a headache that was too strong to ignore hit Dong Zheng again. The pain in his eyeballs and the unprecedented nausea caused him to close his eyes suddenly, and his body would shake twice, if it wasn't for Ai Lun's eyes quickly helped him, and he almost fell.
"What's going on? It won't be a headache again, will it?" Allen was holding him, obviously feeling that Dong Zheng could hardly exert any strength, and all his strength was on him.
If headaches are committed so badly regardless of time and place, isn't this guy in danger in the box in the future
The plants are still moving, and danger may occur at any time. Wang Ailun can only try his best to help Dong Zheng to climb to the fifth floor. He doesn't care about smashing the test tubes to divert the plants blocked in the stairwell. He pushed the door and entered the corridor. rest.
Dong Zheng couldn't say a word, and he couldn't even give Alan a response of shaking his head. In an instant, fine cold sweat oozes from his forehead, his breathing was short, and his consciousness was completely scattered. In the previous twenty-six years of his life, he had never experienced such pain.
Cui... Cui Zuojing!
Cui Zuojing climbed up from the ice lake, and colorful swimming fish with the texture of glass flew over his head. The lake water poured upwards into the same glass-colored sky, stirring up the ripples of the rainbow, forming a big backward waterfall.
He was drenched all over, and the water droplets rolled from his skin and immediately turned into colorful spherical gems when they fell on the ground, and rolled into the lake with a tinkling tinkling. The executioner is still struggling, the tentacle in its left eye has been severed from the root, and only half of the right leg is left. The meat saw was left somewhere, and it was dripping with blood, so it was very embarrassing.
The moment he heard the call from the bottom of his heart, Cui Zuojing staggered a few times unsteadily, and the irresistible exhaustion came from the depths of his soul, so that he almost lost the strength to raise his hand.
Has Dong Zheng overdrafted
The executioner was still swimming with difficulty in the lake, trying to get up. The blood from the countless wounds on its body almost dyed the lake pink. Where can I see the frightening majesty when it first appeared
Cui Zuojing took a deep breath and played enough. It is estimated that the executioner's appearance could not last long.
Well, it's time to go back.
He closed his eyes, and listened to the call of his heart in the flow of colorful clouds, and his figure gradually became transparent.
The executioner let out an unwilling roar, and Cui Zuojing raised the corners of his lips in schadenfreude.
"Bye-Bye."
Dong Zheng almost fell into the corner, Allen threw the infusion stand and bit the flashlight in his mouth, and hurriedly helped him sit up against the wall.
"Hey, brother, are you okay?"
Dong Zheng took a deep breath and trembled uncontrollably. He closed his eyes tightly, pressed his head as if it was about to explode in the next moment, and answered Allen's question with practical actions.
What should I do.
Allen was at a loss, he couldn't leave Dong Zheng here alone, but he didn't seem to get better for a while, there are so many ghost plants outside, maybe they will come in at some time!
He squatted beside Dong Zheng anxiously, and after rummaging through his body, he couldn't find any medicine that could be used. He could only put the infusion stand on the ground temporarily, and watch the surroundings while waiting.
The fifth floor already belonged to the inpatient department. The doors of the wards were closed, the windows were pitch black, and the situation in the wards could not be seen. The electronic signs above the corridor were entangled with plants, and small black pieces were scattered all over the floor.
The corpses of two nurses lay in the nurse's station, which has become a shelter for plants. The thick leaves that can't be named stretch out and grow unscrupulously in this dull corridor.
Stopping in this dangerous environment, Allen felt chills just thinking about it.
Dong Zheng frowned, rested his head against the wall for five minutes, and was finally able to speak. He took a deep breath to try to ease the pain, and forced himself to say to Alan: "You should explore the situation on this floor first, I will rest. It'll be fine in a while, don't waste time with me."
Alan hesitated for a moment, then stood up and said, "Well, you have a good rest, and wait here and don't move, I'll come when I go."
Dong Zheng couldn't bear the pain anymore, and was taken advantage of by Allen again. He resisted the urge to kill and gritted his teeth: "Go away."
Ellen swiftly went to investigate the situation.
Allen's footsteps gradually disappeared, but Dong Zheng had no energy to pay attention to them. He finally couldn't help but let out a painful low moan. He couldn't hold it any longer and fainted.
A few seconds later, the imprint of the prisoner card on the back of Dong Zheng's left hand shone slightly, and Cui Zuojing appeared in front of him out of thin air. , sprinkled on the messy floor of the hospital corridor.
Finally back to the master, Dong Zheng's mental state of complete overdraft also made Cui Zuojing extremely uncomfortable, and the connection between the two has become very weak.
Cui Zuojing strongly resisted the thought of wanting to hide in the prisoner's space to rest immediately, and immediately squatted down, took out a tablet of medicine from the inner pocket of Dong Zheng's clothes, pulled out the last one on it, and separated the man with two cold fingers. With tightly closed lips, he stuffed the medicine into Dong Zheng's mouth.
After doing all this, Cui Zuojing breathed a long sigh of relief, his body relaxed, and finally he felt fear.
The slaughter power he is most proud of has been gone for too long, even if he recovers after returning to the pure white world, it is far from the same as it used to be.
In the process of dealing with the executioner just now, he was completely addicted to the pleasure of refilling his body with power, and he ignored Dong Zheng's call several times, which directly led to the current situation.
Although this emotion was very weak, Cui Zuojing still felt the guilt in his heart, and the exhaustion of his body also told him how badly Dong Zheng was overdrawn, and now he especially wanted to return to the prisoner space, have a good rest.
But no, this doesn't seem like a good place. If he enters the prison space, with Dong Zheng's current mental state, he will not be able to be called out in case of a critical situation.
It's all your own death, and you will bear the consequences.
Cui Zuojing gathered up his soaked shirt and sat down against the wall.
When he realized that under the influence of the blood pact, the closer he got to Dong Zheng, the faster his physical strength recovered, Cui Zuojing moved to the side without hesitation and leaned against the unconscious Dong Zheng.
The man's body warmed his body that had been frozen in the lake for a long time, and the contract between soul and blood was connected to each other.
Cui Zuojing patiently waited for the "Alice's medicine" to take effect. He felt a lot more comfortable after getting close to Dong Zheng. After thinking about it, he silently hugged his arm.