Neither of them could sleep, and with Tang Xuhai's heavy breathing, Wen Zhaoming told him about his own affairs.
His legs were smashed.
Wen Zhaoming is not actually a native of Yuncheng. He was born in the provincial capital and lived a good life when he was a child, but there were unforeseen circumstances, his father passed away, and his mother took him to marry a rich man.
The rich man is not bad, and treats him fairly well, but the other party has a pair of children. Originally, this wasn't a problem. His mother, being a stepmother, was deeply afraid of being hated by the children. All her energy was used to please them. Not even.
The children of the other party have already remembered things when the family was reorganized. Although there was no trouble with the stepmother, they did not really feel like a close family. The atmosphere at home was, after all, polite and polite.
As the eldest child, Wen Zhaoming understands the difficulty of his mother. He has lived on campus since high school, and after graduating from college, he came to Yuncheng to work hard. His stepfather felt very sorry in his heart. He felt that he was forced to go away, and he helped him a lot in his work.
Wen Zhaoming quickly emerged in the industry and became a cutting-edge in the industry. When he inspected the new construction site, he unfortunately encountered the collapse of the building materials and broke his legs.
At that time, the accident was very serious, and there were many people buried below. In order to send him to the emergency room in time, his leg was directly sawed off.
Immediately after the accident, his mother plunged into regret and guilt and took him home for treatment. The atmosphere in the house became even weirder because of his disability. Everyone treated him with care, and the depression made him breathless. In the end, he could only escape back to Yuncheng, avoiding all acquaintances. Their sympathetic eyes made him unbearable.
The person who notified him this time also looked at his stepfather's affection.
The stepfather's pair of children are now studying abroad. When the celestial phenomenon appeared, the mother was accompanying the stepfather to go abroad to relax. I don't know if I am with the pair of younger siblings now, and what is going on now.
Listening to Wen Zhaoming's words, Fu Shiwu felt very uncomfortable. Although his parents had all, they couldn't see each other all the year round. Wen Zhaoming lost his father, but he and his mother could not live together like normal relatives.
Wen Zhaoming's calf is still disabled, and his knee is still there. The prosthesis he is wearing now is the best one. After reconstruction, it is possible to walk on his own.
It's just that after his broken leg grows back, the place where the wound and the prosthesis come into contact will be very painful when walking. The pain is so unbearable that ordinary people can't bear it. It is a long process to adapt to this process and learn how to walk with the prosthesis.
Now Wen Zhaoming can actually walk for a while, but he can't run or jump.
When Wen Zhaoming talks about this now, he doesn't mean to gain Fu Shiwu's sympathy. He feels extremely ashamed in his heart, but he really wants to live. Even if he used these injuries on his body to exchange for Fu Shiwu's help at the juncture of life and death, he felt that it was worth it.
He told this to Fu Shiwu instead of Tang Xuhai. At first glance, he knew that Tang Xuhai was a strong-willed person. He had his own principles. Wen Zhaoming was not sure what the other party would do, but he believed that he would not be easily affected by his misfortune. move.
If the other party is willing to take him with him, he has done his best.
The minds of the two were very complicated, and they didn't know when they fell asleep.
Fu Shiwu was woken up early in the morning, he opened his eyes, got up and put on his eyes.
He wasn't sure if he heard something.
"Tang Xuhai?" he called softly.
"What's wrong?" Wen Zhaoming also woke up.
"Shh—" Fu Shiwu said.
After a while, there was a moan, and Fu Shiwu immediately stood up, grabbed the flashlight to illuminate it, and rushed to the switch to turn on the light.
"How are you, Tang Xuhai?" When Fu Shiwu looked at it, Tang Xuhai's face was flushed red with sweat, and his clothes were soaked with sweat: "Oops! His fever didn't go away, but it got worse!"
"Give him medicine, increase the dose! Give him antibiotics too!" Wen Zhaoming sat up, holding the electric wheelchair, struggling to climb up.
Tang Xuhai was completely unconscious at the moment, and his teeth were clenched. It took Fu Shiwu a long time to pry his teeth open. Tang Xuhai couldn't swallow it by himself, so Fu Shiwu finally had to turn the medicine into powder. Mix it in water and feed him bit by bit.
Fu Shiwu wore messy hair and looked at Tang Xuhai helplessly, hoping that his fever would go down, but unfortunately the reality was cruel, Tang Xuhai never had the fever, and he couldn't even feed water later.
"He can't drink in, what should I do?!" Fu Shiwu panicked.
"He can't do this. Originally, he would be short of water if he sweated a lot. If he couldn't drink water, if the temperature couldn't drop, he would die!" Wen Zhaoming also became anxious.
Tang Xuhai is the only fighting force among them, and now the fever persists, if he dies, the two of them will be finished!
Fu Shiwu lifted his blanket, took off his wet clothes, and put on clean clothes for him, and after a while, the sweat seeped out again.
"He must be hydrated!" Wen Zhaoming shouted softly.
"Infusion! Physiological saline!" Fu Shiwu turned to look at Wen Zhaoming.
"Physical saline is the fastest to replenish water." Wen Zhaoming nodded and said calmly, "But there is no infusion set and no saline."
Fu Shiwu gritted his teeth: "I'll look for it!"
"Are you going?" Wen Zhaoming said.
"I'll go!" After Fu Shiwu decided to act immediately, Tang Xuhai couldn't wait too long.
Fu Shiwu didn't hesitate after determining his purpose. He turned around and looked at everything in the air-raid shelter.
He walked over and dumped everything in his backpack, put the food and hard drive aside, and wrapped his clothes directly around his face. He picked up Tang Xuhai's saber, followed his example and tied the weapon belt to his leg, inserted the saber in it, hesitated for a moment, then found a military shovel and put it in his backpack.
With the backpack on his back, he turned his head and said to Wen Zhaoming, "I will use the car to hold the door when I go out."
Wen Zhaoming watched his actions quietly, with no sadness or joy in his eyes, nodded and said, "I wish you all the best." Now both of them have their hopes on him, and all he can do now is for him pray.
Fu Shiwu walked out of the theater, reversed the SUV against the side door, closed the door, and left the Dongtian Cinema lightly.
It's 10 am, and Fu Shiwu, who hasn't eaten breakfast, doesn't feel hungry.
He carefully observed the surrounding environment and carefully controlled his breathing.
The alien creature only knows that it has vision, and it doesn't know how to hear other things.
I don't know what this creature is based on to observe external creatures, in case it relies on sonar like a bat, or its eyes can see thermal imaging, or its nose is more sensitive than a dog...
Fu Shiwu thought about it while walking, the more he thought about it, the more he realized that an alien might suddenly appear everywhere, and rush towards him with its scary mouthparts.
Fu Shiwu was shocked, his body pressed down and he couldn't help walking against the wall.
He watched six directions and listened to all directions, almost walking two steps and stopping for a while.
All of Fu Shiwu's senses were at full power, desperately collecting various signals. He only felt that his breathing rate was relatively fast, and he had been maintaining a high degree of tension.
"I think I need chocolate now." Fu Shiwu thought silently, if his body functions continued to run like crazy, he would soon need something high in calories.
Go back and have chocolate! He cheered himself up like that.
The road was empty. Yesterday, I could still see pedestrians on the road, but today there was no sign of a person. Fu Shiwu carefully looked at the window of the roadside shop, and there was no one or an alien inside.
After passing by many small shops one after another, all the food and drinks were emptied, and the rest were nothing more than clothes and daily necessities. Fu Shiwu searched all the way. Looking for what he was looking for.
Like this kind of street where stores are concentrated, it is very easy to find a small pharmacy with a small face.
Fu Shiwu looked at the small pharmacy across the road, and after thinking about it, he still gave up.
There must be no medical equipment such as infusion sets in this small pharmacy, and it is amazing to sell a sterile cotton ball.
"Clinic, clinic, clinic." Fu Shiwu murmured, "There should be a clinic in the community."
As long as you find a clinic, you have everything.
After walking more than 200 meters, Fu Shiwu finally left the area where the commercial shops were concentrated and walked to the entrance of the community.
There is a large supermarket not far from the old community. There are small restaurants on both sides near the entrance of the community, which is convenient for the staff in the supermarket to eat.
Fu Shiwu leaned against the gatepost of the community and listened for a while, but there was no movement inside. He took a deep breath, turned and walked in softly and quickly.
"Clinic!!" Fu Shiwu's eyes lit up, there were two clinics less than 100 meters in front of him!
One has a brand of Chinese medicine acupuncture and massage, and the other has a brand of Western medicine clinic.
Both of these two small clinics are located on the first floor of residential buildings, which are obviously the conversion of residential buildings to commercial use.
Fu Shiwu became excited when he saw the target, and hurried towards the clinic.
The traditional Chinese medicine clinic is relatively close, and the western medicine clinic is at the top of another building. Fu Shiwu's eyes can hardly see anything but the target now.
At this moment, his ear suddenly hurt weakly, and suddenly a soft sound of "chatter" came into his ear.
Fu Shiwu's heart skipped a beat, and his blood rushed to the top of his head.
"Breathe—breath—" Fu Shiwu carefully controlled his body to remain motionless, and turned his head between the two buildings.
Turning his head to the side, he saw an alien lying on the side of the path between the two buildings in the community a few rows of buildings. It was lying on the ground and pressing on a person's limbs. The head of the man, a pipe-like thing protruded from his mouthparts and inserted it into the man's head!