As the most famous institution of higher learning in X City, X City University has very complete facilities in all aspects.
Ling Mo originally thought that the so-called school hospital was about the same size as a clinic, but he didn't expect it to be a three-story European-style building with a red cross hanging on the church-like spire and the main entrance connected to the small garden.
The number of zombies in the garden was limited, and after being easily dealt with, the group entered the school hospital smoothly.
The door of the hospital was probably damaged by zombies when the disaster broke out. Half of the door panel was hanging dangling on the wall, and it seemed that it might completely fall off at any time. When the wind blew, it would make a subtle "crunching" sound.
Looking in from the door, there is a horizontal corridor. Although there is plenty of light, the empty environment makes people feel a little eerie.
The stairs leading to the second floor are diagonally opposite the door. A pool of dried and discolored blood can be seen on the stairs. The ivory white walls are also splattered with blood stains. Under the sunlight, it makes people feel a bit shocking.
"The clinic is on the first floor." Lin Luanqiu said in a low voice.
Ling Mo nodded, gripped the dagger tightly, and waved to Ye Lian and Xia Na.
The three of them filed in and quickly searched all the rooms in the corridor.
What made Ling Mo feel a little strange was that he found no trace of zombies.
But then I thought about it, there weren't many people in the school hospital to begin with. Maybe when the disaster broke out, the mutated zombies would have chased those who escaped and left here.
It was always a good thing that there were no zombies. After searching the first floor, Ling Mo led a group of people into the clinic.
No one has died in the consultation room. Except for a layer of dust on the table, there seems to be no difference between the place and the past. Even the laptop is still open, but it has automatically shut down due to lack of power.
Already.
There were some broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and a half-broken teacup. The school nurse probably encountered it when she was escaping or mutating, and then fell off the table.
Ling Mo kicked the fragments aside and reminded Lin Luanqiu: "Be careful."
"I haven't been here yet." Lin Luanqiu looked a little curious. She carefully looked at the two furnishings on the table, then went around and opened the drawer to take a look, but only found a mobile phone and some personal names of the school nurse.
She took out all the usable supplies, such as drinks and the like, and put them on the table. Ling Mo picked some decent things from them, and left the rest because he didn't think they were taking up his backpack.
Gave it to Lin Luanqiu.
But as the drawers were opened next to each other, an unexpected surprise finally appeared.
There are several bottles of health-care medicines, which look very high-end and are used to supplement nutrition.
For most survivors who cannot even eat enough, malnutrition is a common phenomenon. Even Ling Mo himself can only fill his stomach. No matter how high-energy those foods are, they are still the same as eating whole grains before.
It's incomparable. If he hadn't improved his physical strength during the evolution process, he might not be able to keep up with the current battle rhythm because he didn't get enough nutrients.
"This seems to be very good." Lin Luanqiu picked up one of the bottles and looked at it, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, "The shelf life is also very long..."
However, she was very self-aware. Although there was a trace of reluctance in her eyes, she still handed these bottles of health medicine to Ling Mo: "This should be very useful to you."
Ling Mo stuffed all these medicine bottles into his backpack. After hesitating for a moment, he took out another bottle and handed it to Lin Luanqiu: "Take it, you are in terrible shape now."
Lin Luanqiu opened her mouth, as if she wanted to refuse, but in the end she bit her lower lip, took the bottle of medicine, and said sincerely: "Thank you."
Although there was an unexpected gain, the main purpose of their coming here was to find medicine for Lin Luanqiu's illness, and to collect as many common medicines and first-aid supplies as possible. To Ling Mo, these things were no more useful than food.
Small is even more important.
Food can be replenished at any time. As long as you are brave enough and strong, you will definitely not starve to death. But medicine is different. Pharmacies are scattered and not available everywhere, and once you are injured, you can
It is difficult to continue taking action, and searching for medicine temporarily is tantamount to courting death.
But Ling Mo soon discovered that the room was only so big in total, but except for a few bottles of health medicine found in the drawer, there were only some scattered commonly used medicines in the cabinet, and the quantity was not large. Presumably the medicine reserves should be in other rooms.
After Ling Mo was confused for a moment, he felt relieved.
Finding medicine can be delayed a bit, but Lin Luanqiu's wounds must be treated in time.
Some of the instruments used for wound treatment were still there, and half a bottle each of sterile iodine and sterile saline was found.
However, when a group of people stood in a circle around these devices, the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.
It goes without saying that the two mutated female zombies can be asked to help with simple treatment of the wounds, but it is not a joke to ask them to suture the wounds if the blood irritates them.
Even if Ling Mo can suppress them and prevent them from attacking, their zombie identities will definitely be exposed.
Although in this case, even if they were exposed, it would not cause any harm to them, but Ling Mo still didn't want the situation to get out of control until the critical moment.
So Ye Lian and Xia Na were naturally excluded. Ling Mo hesitated and glanced at the suture needle in his hand, then asked bravely: "Can you sew it yourself?"
Lin Luanqiu gestured hesitantly, then shook his head: "Can't..."
"Then I'll do it." There was no other way, just take action when it's time to take action. Ling Mo decided to risk it all.
But after Lin Luanqiu took a deep look at him, he suddenly asked with a complicated expression: "Can you do it?"
Ling Mo was stunned for a moment, and then said in an uncertain tone: "Is it okay if I can sew socks..."
This is true. Although Ye Lian and he were childhood sweethearts and often came to take care of his daily life, the two did not establish any romantic relationship at that time. Ling Mo liked Ye Lian from the bottom of his heart, but because of this
He never confessed because in his opinion, his condition was really not worthy of Ye Lian.
In order to improve his self-worth, Ling Mo has been working hard, but when the end of the world comes, all his efforts and dreams have turned into ashes. But for Ling Mo, the focus of his efforts has actually not changed. In the past, it was for
Ye Lian, now also for Ye Lian, and Shana who fights alongside him.
So in the previous situation, Ling Mo never asked Ye Lian to do anything for him, let alone mending torn socks.
Lin Luanqiu's face suddenly became a little weird, but there was no better way at this time, so she could only grit her teeth and nodded: "Then I'll trouble you."
"Just bear with it." Even though he was coated with anesthetic, Ling Mo couldn't help but remind him when the injection was about to be performed.
"call!"
After taking a deep breath, Ling Mo's eyes suddenly became focused, and he took the first injection steadily...
Lin Luanqiu immediately showed a hint of pain, and in order not to be affected, she turned her gaze to one side.
After Ling Mo's mental power evolved, his concentration was much stronger than that of ordinary people, so he could naturally sew quickly and accurately.
However, it was a bit difficult for Ling Mo to sew it beautifully. After he tied the knot and cut the thread, he looked at the wound he had sutured and suddenly showed a look of embarrassment.
Lin Luanqiu also turned around to take a look. The moment she saw the wound, the corners of her eyes couldn't help but twitch.
Ling Mo quickly bandaged her, thinking that although the sewing was a bit ugly, there was no need to pay so much attention to it at this time.
At this time, Ye Lian brought mineral water and anti-inflammatory drugs and asked Lin Luanqiu to drink them. Although it was not handled according to any formal procedures, it was already good to be able to do this. Next, it would depend on her luck.
Already.
However, she had just finished suturing the wound and she had no strength to move anymore. Ling Mo asked Ye Lian to help her up and prepared to find a hospital bed for her to rest.
