shock! I fell into an infinite survival game and became a god

Chapter 132 Tears
Lying on the hospital bed, veins popped up on Ming Li's forehead, and cold sweat dripped from his temples like an unstoppable waterfall.

She is fighting against the zombie virus in her body.

After about ten minutes, Ming Li's body slowly calmed down.

Dr. Lin opened her eyelids again. Her pupils were black and white, and the whites of her eyes were full of red bloodshot eyes.

"This is incredible." Dr. Lin was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

"Did she survive?" Song Bai let go of Ming Li's hand, stood up straight, and asked.

Dr. Lin adjusted his glasses, which were slightly foggy.

He summoned two assistants and explained some experimental matters.

"Is it a vaccine, a pill, or an interaction between the two? Or does she have virus antibodies?" Dr. Lin can think of too many possibilities.

In the following days, he will devote himself to controlled experiments.

"I'll ask someone to take care of her." Song Bai walked out of the room, planning to find Minghe.

The reason why Minghe was not here before was because of Mingli. Mingli didn't want him to see the process of her mutation. This was too cruel to Minghe.

But rejecting Minghe's company is not a kind of cruelty.

When Song Bai found Minghe, he was sitting on the sofa. The curtains blocked the light outside. There were no lights in the room, so it looked dark.

Minghe just lay on the sofa, not moving, making no sound, and curled up into a ball.

"Minghe, Mingli." Song Bai hadn't finished speaking yet.

Minghe suddenly interrupted: "Song Gong, I want to see her off in person."

His eyes were so swollen that he could hardly open them, and his voice was mumbling. It seemed that he had been crying for a long time.

"Ming Li is not dead yet." Song Bai helped him up.

Minghe was taller than Song Bai, so Song Bai had to raise his arms to hold him upright.

But for a moment, Minghe stood up straight after hearing Song Bai's words, looked at her blankly, opened his mouth, but said nothing.

He tried again, and finally managed to squeeze out a sound from his throat: "You said, she is still alive?"

Minghe's eyes, which were already extremely dry, suddenly became wet, and tears as big as beans fell heavily on his feet.

"I knew, I knew she was alive."

Minghe turned around in a circle, not knowing what he was looking for.

"What are you looking for?"

Song Bai asked him.

He couldn't answer, but he knew what he was looking for, until he laid his eyes on the little lion doll on the counter. He walked over quickly and held the lion in his arms.

"Song Gong, let's go, I want to see my sister." Ming He couldn't hold back his tears and wanted to smile at Song Bai, so he grinned.

His expression made Song Bai feel a little sad, bringing her memories back to the time when her mother died.

Song Anshi had the same expression at that time. Maybe her father was more restrained than Minghe. She couldn't remember clearly, but the feeling came over her like a flood, irritating her throat and causing her throat to choke. The tears accumulated in her eyes were about to break through and her lower eyelashes fell off. Fall out.

"Well, I'll take you there." She blinked lightly, wiped off the moisture with her fingertips where Minghe couldn't see, and took him to Mingli's hospital room.

"She is still very weak. She was not awake when I just came out. You have to be prepared."

When they arrived at the door of the room, Song Bai pulled Minghe and said to him hesitantly.

Minghe was very happy. The moment he knew that Mingli was not dead, his tears were no longer tears of sadness, but the joy of regaining something.

He subconsciously ignored Song Bai's words, and his heart was completely in a positive direction. She doesn't know if Ming Li can really survive this difficulty. Ming Li is still in a coma. If the virus attacks her body again, no one can say whether there will be any accidents.

"Talk to her more." Song Bai said.

Perhaps Minghe's arrival can bring more strength to Mingli.

"Yes." Minghe nodded heavily, his brows and eyes were no longer as decadent as when he was sitting on the sofa, and he regained his youthful vigor.

When Dr. Lin saw Minghe, he first said hello to him, and then said something hesitantly.

"Minghe, can you cooperate with us in drawing some blood?"

If it were at other times, Dr. Lin might have said this directly instead of hesitating like now.

"Draw blood?" Minghe raised his eyebrows, wondering what Dr. Lin was going to do.

"That's right. We need to determine whether Ming Li has antibodies to the zombie virus in her body. You and she are twins. Maybe the genes you carry in your body can also express the zombie virus."

Dr. Lin was planning something to benefit mankind, and Minghe agreed without hesitation.

"Can I take a look at my sister first?" Minghe asked.

"Of course." Dr. Lin led him into the ward.

Ming Li is now lying peacefully on the hospital bed. Her vital signs are weak and she is on a ventilator.

The infusion bottle dripped rhythmically, hitting Minghe's heart.

"Dr. Lin, let's go quickly. I'll be back soon after drawing the blood." Minghe said to Dr. Lin.

Dr. Lin nodded and took Minghe to the blood test laboratory.

Song Bai stood at the door and looked at Ming Li. The girl's body undulated slightly with her breathing, just like a dry but still flowing river.

I hope that the dawn can wait for the arrival of rain instead of a long drought.

Song Bai touched the antidote pill in his hand, returned home, and prepared to enter the game again.

If the detoxification pills really work, then she can be sure that some of the things produced by the system can fully affect the bodies of non-players. Currently, Dr. Lin only has three detoxification pills in his hand. If he really wants to conduct an experiment To study its characteristics, three is simply not enough.

She has to earn enough points in the game to ensure the supply of experimental supplies.

In order to prevent being unable to use points and system backpacks like the previous game world, Song Bai hung almost everything on his body.

Close your eyes and feel the familiar fluctuations.

When I opened my eyes again, the world had changed.

A wasteland.

Above the wasteland is a large skeleton.

There were dried remains of plants, animal skeletons, and a few people like her.

"What is this?" Song Bai touched the soil under his hand. The soil shone with light, as if it was mixed with glitter flakes.

"Hiss." The hand that had pinched the soil began to tingle. She put down the soil, patted the remaining soil on her hand, stood up straight, and looked around.

There was no reminder in this world not to use backpacks and points, so Song Bai put most of his things back into his backpack to reduce his burden, leaving only a submachine gun behind.

Someone climbed up like her, and several people gathered together in a directed manner.

In a strange world, staying together is the only way to survive.

(End of this chapter)