Xiao Mao added Su Qingyu privately through the group.
After Su Qingyu accepted, the chat history box popped up.
Xiao Mao: Sister Su, I am Xiao Mao from the Red Organization. We met in that glass room and just now at school. I was the one who threw the student ID to you.
Su Qingyu: Thank you.
Xiao Mao: I found that the people in Class B have the same goal as us, they also exist to eliminate pollution, but this copy doesn't like them, and they have a hard time surviving, so we have to help them.
From the strings of words that Xiaomao sends, you can feel his passion.
Su Qingyu: How can I help
Xiaomao's page keeps showing "The other party is typing"
Then, Su Qingyu’s cell phone had no signal.
Su Qingyu looked up at the gloomy sky, then moved to another place to look for a signal.
Her phone is already a special edition of the Venusstar Group.
In many copies, other people’s phones had no signal, but hers did.
But the signal was cut off just now.
This just confirms what Xiao Mao said.
This copy doesn't welcome people like them.
[Venice Group] Rule 4 for veterans in the workplace.
[For each experiment, a file will be created and sealed. The file has a specific number, starting from number one.
There is no File Zero in the laboratory.]
The last sentence of this rule is simply a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt.
Since there is no file zero in the laboratory.
Then, Su Qingyu went to the archives room to look for it.
Su Qingyu was about to look for her assistant Wu Qiu, when she met Aunt Ding Deping pushing a huge iron cage on the way. Aunt Ding told Su Qingyu that Wu Qiu had been caught in the rain last night and the wound on his shoulder had festered, so he was now receiving treatment in the infirmary.
There are many monkeys in the iron cage.
It looks like it's going to be sent to the laboratory.
After thanking Aunt Ding, Su Qingyu went to the infirmary to visit Wu Qiu.
The infirmary was packed with people.
Screams were heard from inside from time to time.
Su Qingyu walked in.
She saw the doctor holding a saw, and the patient lying on an iron bed with a distorted face. The doctor was sawing his thigh bone with a saw. The cold saw reflected an eerie light, and the sound of the saw cutting the bone was particularly harsh.
Walking further in, I saw a nurse holding a funnel in her hand. The pointed end of the funnel was inserted into the patient's mouth, and then the nurse was pouring a strange liquid into it.
The medical environment here is crude. The nurses are all big and strong, covered with muscles, and their movements are extremely rough.
The further Su Qingyu walked in, the more his brows furrowed.
It’s better not to come here for this disease.
I always feel that if I don’t see a doctor, I can live for three years, but after coming here for treatment, I can only live for three days.
The nurse was helping Wu Qiu cut off the dead flesh from the wound.
She was rude.
The scissors hooked the rotten flesh and pulled Wu Qiu back and forth.
Wu Qiu's body had become very fragile due to overtime work.
With every cut of the scissors the nurse made, Wu Qiu's face turned paler.
Wu Qiu waved at Su Qingyu weakly: "Sister Su, I need to take a few days off. This is considered sick leave. You have to help me apply for it so that I can have less salary deductions."