Chapter 6 Doctor Shao, how is it?
Sang Nuo's drifting thoughts were pulled by this question, and he regained his senses for a while.

"It's nothing interesting, next time you hit that thing in my face, I'm aiming this wrench at something other than a flashlight." Her anger was still there, and she ignited the opponent again.

Knowing that it is impossible to beat a real fight.

but……

Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, the captain's face became even more ugly, and the faces of several people around him were also not good-looking. A small man even stretched out his hand and pushed her, "Do you fucking want to be beaten?"

San Nuo staggered, but the provocative expression on his face remained unchanged, as if he was looking forward to a fight.

"Oh, I think you're a picky brat."

Next to the little man, another man with a big arm and a round waist also stood up, stared at San Nuo, and turned his wrist, and the knuckles of some place were twisted.

Sono squeezed the wrench.

"The brothers will teach you what kind of attitude you should have towards your savior today."

Another man stood up and started turning his wrists.

But this time there was no sound.

boom--

Just when the atmosphere was getting heavier and more oppressive, the emotions on both sides were stirred up, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it couldn't be solved without a fight, a zombie suddenly split the wind and fell from upstairs.

"careful!"

San Nuo only felt that as soon as she heard some other sounds from the gap between the friction of the joints, the man with a big waist in front of her pushed her violently.

The shoulder blade hit the wall, and a sudden sharp pain spread from the back.

A little girl zombie in ragged clothes and twin ponytails fell headfirst on the spot where she was just standing, her gray and rotting face was facing the light on the ground, making her look even more eerie and frightening.

That little anger was extinguished with a puff.

There was even a little bit of embarrassment and guilt that couldn't be put into words.

"Can't stay longer, more in a while," said the little man.

"Damn it, this trip was a loss. I didn't get anything and even lost a few brothers," another person echoed.

"Go back first, what's the matter, wait until dawn."

As the captain said, he bent down to pick up the flashlight on the ground, casually wiped the splashed blood on his pants, and glanced at Sanno when he straightened up.

Sono endured the pain and stood up straight.

"What? Still want to fight?" He asked squinting.

"...Thank you," San Nuo opened his mouth, choked up, and finally thanked him.

She's not the kind of person who doesn't know what's good or what's wrong.

The uncontrollable emotion just now came quickly and disappeared quickly.

The thorns on the body can be impulsive regardless of who is caught, but now the mood is suddenly interrupted, and the wind blows, and the zombies disturb it, and it suddenly cools down, leaving only deep embarrassment and bewilderment.

"What? Someone spoke? The wind was too loud to hear clearly."

The man with the gun standing next to the captain shouted exaggeratedly, and put his empty left hand on his ear, as if he really didn't hear Sanno's words clearly.

Everyone looked at Sanno.

"Thank you," San Nuo glanced at them, and said loudly to the person who pushed her just now.

These two words are not something she can't say. If once is not enough, or twice is not enough, she can say it ten times or eight times in a row.

As long as she's not in a bad mood.

What's more, they really saved her twice.

"Yo, this..."

Someone else wanted to talk, but was kicked on the butt by the captain, "Pack up your things and prepare to go back."

After kicking, he turned his head and stared at San Nuo for a while, "What about you? Come with us to the safe zone, or go by yourself?"

San Nuo didn't answer immediately, and put the wrench back on his trouser waist.

It was already the middle of the night, and it was already the fifth day. From being at a loss in the unfamiliar environment at the beginning, to the bewilderment of not knowing when it was, she was always tense.

Except for the grandpa and grandson these few days, she has basically never seen any living people. Now that she heard the word "safety zone", she felt a little indescribable.

only……

It doesn't seem like a wise choice to follow a stranger who almost made a move after seeing him once.

Besides, what about after arriving in the safe zone?
Can I go home?

Although Sang Yuanzhi always used her as a tool, and the Sang family removed the filth from the gorgeous exterior, but at least it was the familiar environment where she grew up...

"Hey, do you want to go? I'll call all the zombies later."

The squad of less than ten people led by the captain had already tidied up their backpacks neatly. Seeing that San Nuo started to stand still and lose his mind again, he yelled at her impatiently.

"Fuck, can you keep your voice down?"

The person who didn't know who was yelling said: "If you really provoke me in a while, it must be caused by your loud voice."

"Wen Yuan, where the hell are you turning your elbow—"

"Fuck, stop arguing, it's really attracted!"

The big man who pushed Sanno before suddenly interrupted the two of them, and lifted his chin to the other side of the road.

Sano turned around.

The night was still very dark, and because of the flashlight, their side turned out to be the brightest place within a few hundred meters apart from the dim streetlights. Coupled with all kinds of noise, the zombies couldn't notice that something was wrong.

The black shadows huddled and shoved kept rushing towards this side.

"run!"

Well, now you don't have to hesitate to make a decision.

San Nuo kept on following a group of people and ran to the other side of the road like crazy.

*
The mobile phone on the bedside table rang several times, but no one paid attention to it.

Ji Tingshen had already been moved from the sofa in the conservatory to the bed in the ward, his eyes were tightly closed, and since he vomited that mouthful of blood in the afternoon, he was still groggy.

Zhao Tianyi was terrified. After the doctor finished the examination and drank a large bowl of bitter and astringent Chinese medicine, he stayed by the bedside.

Recently, he is also very tired. Although he only took on one project, Ji Tingshen's old problem suddenly broke out. He basically has no way to manage many trivial matters in the company. For the time being, he can only worry about them all.

Today, he also heard that the old guys from the company came to the nursing home to make trouble, so he took the time to come and have a look. Unexpectedly, Ji Tingshen vomited blood.

Although this is not the first time I have seen it, I still can't bear it psychologically.

Zhao Tianyi sighed.

The light in the ward was very dark, and only the small warm lamp beside the bed was turned on. When it shone on the human skin, it felt a little warm.

Finally covered part of the morbid paleness.

Ji Tingshen lay on the bed for two full days before waking up.

Although the Zhao family of this nursing home is also considered half of the directors, the news has not been suppressed, and the company's stock has fallen sharply in the past two days.

Wang Baishan and his group went back and forth for two days without seeing Ji Tingshen, and they didn't dare to offend Zhao Tianyi and the Zhao family, so they could only make trouble in the company every day.

"Doctor Shao, how are you doing?"

"No abnormalities can be found in the inspection, and all indicators are normal."

"How is it possible?" Zhao Tian frowned so much that he could kill five or six mosquitoes in one breath, "Why don't you wake up normally, why vomit blood normally?"

"This……"

When asked why by those who were connected, Shao Luo was also a little uncertain whether his medical skills had regressed or the machine was not sure.

Obviously, a complete set of physical examinations showed normal.

Even according to various data, apart from a little calcium deficiency, the unconscious person lying on the bed is healthier than the average person in various physical skills, but there is no way to wake him up.

"...I'll check again."

Shao Luo still had some unbelief, and reached out his hand to get Ji Tingshen's pulse again.

Although he doesn't know the authenticity of the brand of Hua Tuo's successor in their family, but he learned the traditional Chinese medicine from his father.

It's not that he is bragging, except for this accident, there is really no disease that he can't see.

Who knew that before putting his hand on Ji Tingshen's arm, he would wake up.

"woke up?"

(End of this chapter)

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