doomsday survival

Chapter 139 Treatment Plan
Worried about Chen Qiong's injury, the three of Shi Jian rushed back overnight without resting. The three of them finally returned to the camp near the evening of the next day.

Shi Jian called the door open, and immediately asked Meizi who opened the door: "How is Elder Chen?"

"Boss, you're back." Meizi patted her chest, letting out a long sigh of relief, "We're all in a hurry."

Shi Jian was taken aback when he heard that, and hurriedly walked inside, and at the same time asked: "What's wrong? Did something happen to Elder Chen?"

Seeing that Shi Jian had misunderstood her, Mei Zi immediately said, "No, no, Elder Chen is fine. He woke up once last night, but passed out again."

"Oh, as long as he's fine," Shi Jian felt relieved, but asked strangely, "What are you in a hurry for?"

Meizi said as she walked, "It's nothing serious, but Elder Feng heard about the place where we parked and said that you could come back last night. But you didn't come back, everyone thought you went to the old district."

Meizi looked back while talking, and found that the cardboard box Xiao Wu was holding was very unfamiliar, but the red cross on the box had never been seen before.After thinking about it for a while, he immediately understood, and stammered, "Boss, did you really go to the old district?"

Shi Jian smiled at him and said, "What's all the fuss about, didn't we come back safely?"

Meizi curled her lips and muttered in a low voice, "You guys are fine, but it scared everyone."

Shi Jian's ears were sharp, and he heard Mei Zi's words clearly. He said shyly, "It's not that something happened to Elder Chen. Otherwise, how could I go secretly?"

Meizi didn't say anything else, and accompanied Shi Jian to the residence, and then returned to the courtyard gate to take on the guard duty.

Shi Jian took the cardboard box from Xiao Wu, told him and Andre to go back to rest quickly, and went into the room by himself.

Seeing Shi Jian walking in with a cardboard box with a red cross printed on it in his hand, Feng Kuang knew what he was doing, and he felt comforted and angry at the same time.He walked up to Shi Jian, grabbed Shi Jian's ear, and said like scolding a child, "How old are you? You still sneaked into the old district? Do you think those zombies are vegetarians?" ?”

Shi Jian shouted with a smile on his face: "Take it easy, it hurts! Am I okay? Don't be nervous when you get old, okay?"

Feng Kuang didn't have any temper with him, so he let go of his hand and said, "Smile, tell me, you got something."

Shi Jian hurriedly opened the carton, showed Feng Kuang the equipment inside, and said, "I'm in a hurry to come back. I haven't brought a lot of things, and I put them all in the car."

Feng Kuang flipped through it, picked up a scalpel, and said, "It's not bad, let's scrape off the rotten meat for the old cripple."

Only then did Shi Jian feel free, and said, "I heard from Meizi that Old Chen woke up last night, how is it now?"

Feng Kuang pushed open the door and said, "He's still in a coma. He woke up in less than 10 minutes last night. I asked him how to deal with his injury, and the old guy scolded me."

"Why would he scold you? Old Chen isn't that kind of person either?" Shi Jian said puzzled.

Feng Kuang smiled and said, "What kind of bird do you think this old cripple is? A Qiu Ba is used to swearing. It's just that he's embarrassed to say it in front of two girls, Xia Qing and Xiaorou."

Shi Jian was suddenly aroused by Feng Kuang, and immediately asked: "By the way, what did Old Chen scold you for?"

"Don't mention it soon," Feng Kuang spat, and said depressedly, "I kindly asked him how to clean the rotten flesh on the wound. This old guy just scolded me!"

"Go? What is he going to do?" Shi Jian didn't react for a while.

"Who knows what this guy is going to do? He fainted again before he finished speaking. If it weren't for his inability to move now, why would I still want to go?" Feng Kuang said, pointing to Chen Qiong who was still half lying down.

Shi Jian first greeted Xia Qing and Xia Rou who were taking care of Chen Qiong on the kang, then reached out and touched Chen Qiong's forehead, feeling a little hot, and said: "This low-grade fever won't go away, let's give him those Clean up all the rotten meat, shall we?"

Of course Feng Kuang agreed, because he didn't have the right tools, so he could only delay, but now that Shi Jian had brought the scalpel, naturally the sooner the better.

Shi Jian asked Xia Qing to call a few people and light more torches to brighten the room.Shi Jian and Feng Kuang discussed for a while, and finally decided that Feng Kuang would be the one to do the knife. Although Feng Kuang was old, his hands were very steady because he practiced flying knives all the year round.

Feng Kuang studied it first, and after a little thought, he understood how to combine the handle and blade together.After installing the blade, Feng Kuang asked Shi Jian to untie Chen Qiong's clothes, and began to clean up the carrion for him.

At the beginning, Fengkuang went smoothly.The scalpel was indeed much easier to use than Shi Jian's Swiss Army knife. The thin blade was very sharp, and the carrion on the wound was removed without any effort.However, as the operation progressed, the more inward the operation, the more inconvenient Fengkuang's operation became. He didn't dare to be too reckless, lest he accidentally cut deep and cut off the blood vessel instead.

Shi Jian watched anxiously, constantly urging Feng Kuang to hurry up.In the end, Feng Kuang was finally annoyed by Shi Jian. He pointed a scalpel at the chattering Shi Jian, and said, "Shi Jian, believe it or not, I'm not good at playing with a scalpel, but with flying knives?"

"Uh," Shi Jian was taken aback by Feng Kuang, swallowed his saliva, and said with certainty, "I believe it."

"Just believe it." Feng Kuang bent down and continued with his work.

After a while, Feng Kuang really couldn't go on working anymore, thinking that the blood vessels and nerves inside might be cut, his hands couldn't help shaking.If things go on like this, something will happen.

"It can't be done, my hand for throwing knives is really not suitable for holding a scalpel," Feng Kuang handed the knife to Shi Jian, and said, "You should try it."

Shi Jian didn't dare to try it anymore, don't look at what he said just now to make Feng Kuang hurry up, it didn't spread to him, otherwise, he would be worse than Feng Kuang.Seeing that Feng Kuang was about to hand over the knife to himself, Shi Jian shook his head hastily, and said, "Old Feng, don't hurt me. Oh, no, don't hurt Lao Chen. I want to take over. Lao Chen probably won't even be able to kill tomorrow's sun." I can't see you anymore."

"Then what should we do? Just watch Lao Chen continue to get infected, low-grade fever, and unconscious?" Feng Kuang said anxiously, spreading his hands.

"Oh, you said this old Chen, he just knows how to curse when he wakes up and doesn't teach us what to do. At such an old age, he is not mature at all." Shi Jian complained further.

Suddenly, Shi Jian felt something was wrong.Yes, how could Lao Chen be immature?Even if he wanted to swear, he couldn't pick this critical point, could he?Didn't he finish?So what did he want to say?

Seeing that Shi Jian frowned and said nothing, Feng Kuang thought he had nothing to do, so he let out a long sigh and continued to use a scalpel to remove the carrion from Chen Qiong.As a result, his mind was reluctant to give up, and the strength in his hand was a little stronger, and the scalpel drew a new wound on the muscle.

Feng Kuang hurriedly pressed the wound to stop the bleeding, but saw Chen Qiong's lips move twice, as if he was saying something.He bent down and put his ear to Chen Qiong's mouth, carefully distinguishing what Chen Qiong said.When Shi Jian saw it, he immediately looked at Feng Kuang nervously, hoping that he could hear what Chen Qiong said.

After a while, Feng Kuang raised his head, smiled wryly at Shi Jian, and said, "This old cripple is really pissed off, and he's still talking to me, the older he gets, the more confused he gets."

"What did he say?" Shi Jian said immediately.

"Who knows what he's going to do, I won't say clearly, just go." Feng Kuang said helplessly.

"It doesn't seem to be the case. Old Chen said go, it must be the way to cure him. It's just that we don't know what he is going to do." Shi Jian frowned and said in a deep voice.

At this time, Feng Kuang suddenly realized, he thought about it, and said: "He said a total of four words to go, if he wanted to go, he probably could have said it. Could it be a homophonic word, I am a poor listener?"

"Hymonical characters? It's possible. Qu Qu took it, which of these four sounds is it?" Shi Jian nodded and began to analyze the homonyms.

"Going is unlikely. We are just removing rotten meat for him. I also asked him how to get rid of it. He can't just say the word "go." Feng Kuang first rejected the sound of "go".

"You can't take it, right? This wound is a penetrating wound, the bullet has already gone out, so there's no need to take it out?" Shi Jian continued, and "take" was thrown away again.

"It's even more impossible. What's the matter, his injury can't be connected to the ditch. Then there's only Qu, should we bend his body? That's easy to fix? Isn't that right? Are you kidding me? Old cripple, old cripple, can't you explain it clearly?" Feng Kuang began to read in bits and pieces.

Listening to Feng Kuang's analysis, Shi Jian thought it was impossible, so he bent his body?Wouldn't it be more difficult to get a knife?He kept muttering: "Qu Qu take it, which homonym is it, Qu, tend, maggot!" Shi Jian's eyes lit up, and he said to Feng Kuang who was still thinking about it: "I see, Old Chen was talking about maggots!"

"Uh, which Qu?" Feng Kuang still hadn't figured out which word Shi Jian said.

"Maggots of big maggots, larvae of flies." Shi Jian said word by word.

"Ouch, do you dare to be more disgusting?" Feng Kuang pointed at Shi Jian with a scalpel, his face full of disgust.

Shi Jian hurriedly waved his hands to calm Feng Kuang down, and explained: "I'm not wrong, it's definitely this maggot. Think about it, maggots eat rotten meat, we let the maggots eat up Lao Chen's rotten meat, and then put the maggot It’s much more convenient to take it out.”

"It seems to make sense, but the maggots are all in the feces of the toilet, and they are full of bacteria. Will it make the old disabled hurt even more?" Feng Kuang thought for a while and expressed his worry.

"Uh, Mr. Feng, the bacon we brought has maggots, shouldn't the ones there be much cleaner?" Xia Qing interjected from the side.

"That's right, why didn't I think of it, let's go find the maggot!" Feng Kuang clapped his hands together, and ran out the door.

　The method used in this chapter was provided by the book friend x_laws, and I would like to express my deep gratitude!
　　
　
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