blood plague

Chapter 28 Living in Quarantine
When the door of the utility room was closed, Fran finally didn't need to hold on any longer. His body went limp and he collapsed on the bed, dense dizziness and powerlessness overwhelmed him.

Fran knew that what he had was not a cold, nor were there any mild symptoms. He saw that his health status was a yellow "blood plague erosion".

My body is fighting against the blood plague.The good news is that today is the fifth day, and my body hasn't collapsed yet; the bad news is that my body doesn't know how many more days it can last.

In the past few days, Fran's body has become weaker and weaker, and his physique has been declining.The physical conflict that broke out between Fran and that brat just now had exhausted all of his physical strength. The brat didn't need to pull out a gun, he just came over and gave him a kick to knock Fran down.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. My body is extremely strong, and I will miraculously recover." Fran comforted himself in a drowsy state until he passed out.

After an unknown amount of time, Fran heard a knock on the door.

"Hi, Mr. Fran, are you still awake, I brought you food."

Fran heard the somewhat charming female voice outside the door, and remembered the beautiful lady who stood at the door to greet them today.

"That woman's ass is so big, if she can do it, she will be happy." Fran began to express his feelings in his heart, but unfortunately he was powerless now, even if Avilla was naked and lying in his arms, he still couldn't do what he wanted.

"I'm awake." Fran replied, sitting up with difficulty supporting his body, and then quickly pretended to be nonchalant.

"Squeak." The door opened, and there was indeed the lady outside the door. She was holding a wooden plate, and on the plate was a large steaming bowl and a glass filled with water.

"Mr. Fran, it's time to eat." Elvira bent down and placed the wooden plate in front of Fran. With that bending movement, Fran's eyes turned fiercely in the deep groove of Elvira. lock up.

After feasting his eyes, Fran turned his gaze. When he saw the glass of clear water, he couldn't wait to pick it up and drink it down.

"Huh? Finished it so soon?" Elvira said in panic when she saw Fran drank the water in one gulp.

"Huh? Is there something wrong?" Seeing the panic on Elvira's face, Fran couldn't stop panicking. They probably poisoned the water, right?

Elvira pointed to the wooden tray and said, "You haven't taken your medicine yet."

"Oh." Fran took a look, and he really saw a white medicine on the wooden tray, and they actually brought me medicine.

"It's okay, I like to take it dry." Fran put on a calm look, dropped the pill in his mouth, and swallowed it with his saliva.

The medicine was bitter and tasted like painkillers.

Fran picked up the bowl, then picked up the spoon and stirred in the bowl.This is a bowl of glutinous rice, and with a few more attributes, this is a bowl of glutinous rice with an unknown color and a strange aroma.

"Sorry." Elvira said to Fran, "Since the power outage, no one knows how to make bread anymore. We have been eating this kind of mush these days."

Fran nodded. Ever since bread machines and ovens came into existence, perhaps only the generation of grandparents retained the skill of baking bread with a wood stove.

Fran picked up the bowl and took a sip of the paste, um, the taste is not bad, and the temperature is just right.So Fran took the bowl and sucked it for a while, and the paste quickly bottomed out. Then he picked up the spoon and scraped it again, and finally stretched out his index finger to wipe it again. The whole bowl was as clean as if it had been washed.

"Poor Fran, you haven't eaten for a few days." Elvira said sympathetically when she saw Fran like this.

"Uh, one day..." Fran said shyly. He sighed and said, "Well, it's two days."

Before the power outage, Fran had already run out of food. He even made condiments including salt at home into supplements and drank them. If the Gospel Search and Rescue Team hadn’t come to rescue him today, he might have starved to death in his room tomorrow. inside.

"Have a good rest, and I wish you a speedy recovery." Seeing Fran finish eating, Elvira took back the tableware and smiled sweetly at him.

Fran also smiled back foolishly, and then the wooden door was closed.

After the wooden door closed, Fran lay back on the bed. Now his stomach was full, and the unknown pill seemed to be working. He was much more comfortable now. In all fairness, the people from the Gospel team treated him very well. It is indeed a good place. place.

There is a reason why Americans are afraid of isolation, because in the short history of the United States, there have been countless official and unofficial use of isolation to commit various crimes against humanity. Involuntarily equating it with illegal detention, human experimentation, slave trade, torture and killing.

Unexpectedly, the gospel team really provided him with the safe shelter they promised, clean food and therapeutic drugs. The price for such perfect conditions is only a few sleeps.

It is said that a few hours ago, this was a good thing that Fran could not even dream of, and now it really happened.

When Iger found that isolation treatment was so comfortable, Iger would not leave Fran even if he wanted to drive him away, unless Iger pointed a gun at him again and made him have to leave.

No, I won't leave even if I die. It's better to be shot to death than to go out and be bitten to death by those monsters.

Fran witnessed the whole process of the shootout in the police station that day. It is said that if his body was not abnormally weak due to the fever at that time, Fran would have rushed to the police station to join the survivors.

Fortunately, Fran moved a beat slower, so he escaped the wave of infected people.

Fran swears that he has never seen such a crazy scene in the movie. He saw the tide of infected people pouring into the police station, and then turned into a waterfall of infected people flowing down the second floor window.

All survivors are dead.

With the crowd of infected people outside the door, coupled with the power outage and food shortage, every hour of Fran's life was very difficult.

Every night, Fran looks forward to contacting other survivors. At least he knows that when there are other survivors around him, he can have more motivation to live.

Until that afternoon, Fran heard Lily on the radio, and the gospel team sent a search and rescue team to carry out emergency rescue in the community.Miss Lily's celestial voice infused him with great hope.

In the evening, Fran took a flashlight and used the Moore code to pass on the good news to the neighbors of the survivors, but the neighbors directly hit him with three big Xs.

Well, Fran found out today that the Gospel Search and Rescue Team had arrived at the leader's house yesterday, and that neighbor turned out to be a beautiful high school girl.

"I will recover, I will recover miraculously, I just ate a lot of food, and I also took very effective medicine." Fran lay on the bed and cheered himself up in a sleepy state, "Thank God, thank you Gospel Rescue Team, thank you Father Locke..."

What Fran didn't know was that when Elvira brought him food and water just now, Iger was standing outside the door coldly holding Glock in his hand, waiting quietly...

(End of this chapter)