Yan Luyi asked: "How can I believe that you really belong to the Security Agency?"
The woman said: "My name is Zhang Jinghua, ID 8633, medical worker. My relevant information is posted on the official website of the Safety Administration. If you don't believe it, feel free to check it out."
Yan Luyi asked: "Can I connect to the Internet here?"
The woman said: "Then what should I do to make you believe it?"
As a time traveler who didn't know much about other worlds, Yan Luyi didn't know how to answer her question.
She said nothing.
The woman sighed, her tone gentle but absolutely unquestionable: "You hide here, you naturally know what is going on outside, the living dead are approaching. If you refuse us to enter, our companions will die, you must do this
Take responsibility. Citizens should unconditionally follow the instructions of the Security Administration in the event of a mutation. This is an order, open the door."
Yan Luyi couldn't help but look at Ye Fanxia.
Ye Fanxia could not give any suggestions for action.
Yan Luyi could only say: "Well, I won't shoot for the time being, but I must warn you that my gun will always be pointed at you. If I find anything wrong with you, I will pull the trigger at any time."
The woman said: "Let me explain to you in advance that since this is a huge secret mission, we are all wearing casual clothes. I hope this will not cause you any doubts."
Yan Luyi quietly retreated to a corner with a bunker: "Please come in."
The door was slowly lifted upwards.
A simple stretcher was slowly carried in by two men. Lying on the stretcher was a young man of about 20 or 30 years old. He had five or six extremely exaggerated round blisters on one side of his face, covered with light blue
The ice fireworks illuminated the water and swayed brightly, as if there were a bunch of small balloons filled with water stuck to it.
Yan Luyi felt nauseous and had trypophobia on the spot, so she quickly looked away from him. The two men carrying the stretcher were strong and strong, and it was clear at a glance that their combat power should not be underestimated. And the medical doctor who had spoken to her was
She is a beautiful and petite woman.
A man wearing a hoodie came in last and closed the door forcefully. In the originally dim light, he also buckled his hat, so Yan Luyi couldn't see his face clearly.
These people put down the stretcher in a slightly wider area near one wall. The woman, who was a medical worker, was walking between the cabinets, looking for the needed medicines.
She saw Ye Fanxia sitting in a corner covered by a row of metal boxes. Her gaze paused for a long time. Yan Luyi became alert and immediately walked to Ye Fanxia to guard him. At the same time, the gun was pointed at the medical staff.
The medical doctor looked up and gave her a smile: "Do you need help?"
Yan Luyi said: "He is different from ordinary people. I'm not sure if you can help."
The medical doctor leaned over and touched Ye Fanxia's forehead, said "Ah", and went to check his breathing again. Then he looked at Yan Luyi in shock and said, "He seems to have..."
Yan Luyi said: "Save your people first."
The medical doctor's tone was apologetic: "The situation is indeed very complicated. I will come back to see him later."
She opened the medical kit she carried with her. The tall man who was responsible for carrying the stretcher was helping her hold the ice fireworks above.
The medical staff first injected several injections into the injured person, and then mixed the bottles of medicine powder they had just taken together to finally make a thick paste. He picked it up with a razor blade and applied it thickly on the injury.
Or the side of the face with blisters.
Then, with extremely gentle movements, the syringe was used to pierce the blister, and the accumulated fluid was extracted. Then, with extremely gentle movements, the scalpel was used to cut the suffocated membrane.
The long and fine tweezers penetrated the skin membrane. What they picked out were tiny creatures that looked like little jellyfish, holding flat round umbrellas and flaring and fluttering.
She dropped it into a glass dish filled with a pale white liquid.
The tiny creature struggled to death, curled up a few times, and became completely motionless. Then it was dissolved by the white liquid until only a few strands of fluff remained.
Yan Luyi felt sick and wanted to vomit, and asked, "How was he injured? Did you hit something? Was it splashed with the blood of a living corpse?"
The medical doctor said: "He was splashed on the face by the secretions of a slime mutant."
Yan Luyi asked: "A slime mutant?"
The medical staff did not answer, concentrating on popping the second blister. However, the combatant holding the ice fireworks answered: "We don't know the specific situation because we haven't had a head-on confrontation with it yet."
Another person asked: "Little sister, why did you and your friends come to this place?"
At this moment, Yan Luyi naturally had to lie: "We found a secret passage that led to a seemingly bottomless place, so we discussed coming here to explore. If we could catch something, we might be able to make some money.
Here comes the money."
The combatant holding the ice fireworks smiled bitterly: "Young man, young man."
The other person's gaze was also fixed in the direction of Ye Fanxia: "What did you encounter here?"
Yan Lu said: "Living corpse."
The man asked: "Is your friend infected by corpse blood?"
Yan Luyi said: "No. He just... accidentally hit his head and fainted."
Her lie was very far-fetched, and it was estimated that the person might not believe her explanation, so she racked her brains to come up with a more credible supplementary explanation to cope with the group's questioning.
But they didn't ask further questions.
The medical worker finished treating all the blisters on the injured person's face and smoothed the ointment she had just prepared on the injured area. She brushed her hair, stood up, and went to the cabinet to get some messy medicines.
She mixed these potions into a dark yellow liquid and put it into a spray bottle. Starting from herself, she sprayed everyone in the team, and a pungent smell filled the air.
After finishing all this, she walked towards Yan Luyi again: "If you just hit your head, it shouldn't be like this. Can you allow me to do a more detailed examination of your friend?"
Yan Luyi said: "No need."
The medical doctor's voice became serious: "This is a completely closed room. And now the outside is full of living corpses. Once an accident happens again, I'm afraid we will all..."
Yan Luyi said: "He won't mutate."
The medical staff looked at her with a reproachful look like an adult glaring at a disobedient child. On the other side, except for the injured person who was still unconscious, the hooded man did not turn his face, and the expressions of the other two people also became solemn.
Yan Luyi knew that the Security Bureau was the superior of the special operations team, so there was no need for the scene to be so tense, so he had to say: "Okay then."
She stepped aside slightly, but the gun in her hand was still pointed at the medic.