Pale Silence

Chapter 65 Treatment

Chen Mo drove back to the resort alone.

Zombies are everywhere here, uncontrolled corpses are in a mess, like a can of sardines that they don't know what to get, crowded together to torture each other.

This is where he and Song Jian started.

It's also where it ends.

Chen Mo's heart surprisingly calmed down.

He no longer wondered if he could kill the corpse king, and he no longer wondered if he could end it all.

At this moment, he just wanted to save one person.

Even if that person is dead, even if he himself will die in this disaster, his heart becomes extremely peaceful.

In this world, there are too few survivors, and being able to survive together is already too strong a fate.

The car stopped downstairs in his laboratory, and Chen Mo rushed in with a gun in one hand and a grenade in the other.

Along with Yang Tianhu, there is also a grenade newly researched by the scientific research team.

When this thing exploded, it could clear away a group of corpses with a diameter of 30 meters. Qin Wei heard that Chen Mo was going to rescue Song Jian, and hurriedly stuffed all the grenades to Chen Mo, telling him to pay attention to safety and rescue people.

There were still many zombies in this building. Relying on himself not afraid of being bitten, Chen Mo rushed up to the second floor with a gun in his hand like crazy.

The laboratory was full of zombies, and Song Jian could not be seen at all.

Chen Mo threw down a grenade and took the opportunity to search around the laboratory amidst the screams of the zombies, but he still couldn't find Song Jian, neither the living nor the dead.

Song Jian is not here, and there is only a little blood on the ground. Did Song Jian escape, or has he turned into a zombie?

There are too many zombies in this building. When the effect of the mist dissipates, new corpses will come up at any time. Chen Mo can't stay here for too long.

But when he looked around, he unexpectedly found that the blood on the ground was a bit strange.

The bloodstains wound around the wall in a circle on the ground, the bloodstains had dried up, and the zombies stepped on it.

And above the wall surrounded by bloodstains, there is a vent.

Chen Mo was too familiar with vents.

This is the way he used to escape back then.

Later, the zombies evolved, and the spider zombies could climb into the vents to chase people, and this method became less and less useful.

Did Song Jian escape from here?

Before he had time to think about it, Chen Mo quickly climbed up to the vent before the corpses noticed him, and turned on the flashlight to check the blood inside.

Song Jian should have bandaged the wound, and there wasn't much blood in the vent, but every time he reached a fork in the road, Chen Mo would see a little blood smeared with his fingers in one direction.

Chen Mo quickly understood that it was Song Jian who was showing him the way.

He chased the bloodstains and climbed deeper and deeper. Based on his feeling and memory, he might have already climbed to the resort hotel connected to the experimental building.

The resort area is the base established by Song Jian, he must know where is the safest place.

Chen Mo slowly let go of his heart, and walked forward following the blood.

There is a little light in front, and the baffle of the vent has been removed.

Chen Mo got out through the vent and found himself in a suite room in the resort hotel.

No one has been here for more than ten years, the table is covered with dust, and a series of footprints walked to the next bedroom.

Chen Mo hurried over and shouted happily: "Song Jian!"

The bedroom door was closed, and there was no movement inside.

Chen Mo panicked and knocked on the door desperately: "Song Jian! Song Jian, are you in there? Song Jian!!!"

After a long time, Song Jian's voice finally sounded in the bedroom: "Momo, go out from the corridor here and head east, and you will be safe by climbing over an iron fence."

Chen Mo gradually felt uneasy: "Song Jian, I'm here to save you, why don't you follow me?"

Song Jian said in a hoarse voice: "Momo, I know you will come back, you are just a little fool, if you can't find me, you will definitely not leave."

The uneasiness in Chen Mo's heart became more and more intense. His pale fingers trembled as he stroked the old ashes on the door, and said, "Song Jian...I found you...you...you come back with me..."

Song Jian said: "Momo, I like you, it's true, I didn't lie to you."

Chen Mo choked up and said, "I know...Song Jian...you...you come out, we can go back, and there will be jasmine on the window. I like the smell of jasmine, it's very fragrant."

Song Jian smiled wryly through a thin door, "Momo..."

Chen Mo said, "Come out."

Song Jian said: "Momo, I can't...I can't go out anymore..."

With red eyes, Chen Mo raised the muzzle of his gun and shot the door lock, kicked the door open, and saw Song Jian standing by the bed.

The dilapidated curtains rotted into a very light and thin texture, which was blown and danced by the wind.

Song Jian stood there, his handsome and vicissitudes of face reflected the warm texture in the sun, the blood vessels on his neck were bulging high, glowing with dead blue-black.

He is infected.

Chen Mo said tremblingly: "Impossible...it's impossible...it's impossible at all! Didn't Qin Wei say that your body has been fused with antiviral drugs? She said you're fine! It's impossible for you to be Infect!!!"

The gun in Song Jian's hand was out of bullets. He looked at Chen Mo helplessly and sadly, and said, "Momo, this is fate."

He thought he was already strong enough to be indestructible, but when he came to this room and looked in the mirror, he saw the changes in his body.

He had received antiviral treatment, and the medicine Qin Wei injected had killed all the viruses in his body.

But he didn't have a natural anti-virus physique like Chen Mo, and it was just a small wound that infected him.

Chen Mo walked towards Song Jian.

Song Jian said: "Momo, don't come here, I will mutate anytime."

Chen Mo said viciously with red eyes: "I will not die with you, Song Jian, I want you to live!"

Song Jian asked helplessly: "What do you want to do?"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, picked up the grenade and began to disassemble it: "The medicine used as a weapon is similar to what Qin Wei injected you with back then. I will inject you, and I will definitely save you."

Song Jian said: "I used to watch movies, and the hero used the gunpowder in the bullet to reduce the inflammation of the wound. Am I tougher than him?"

There are no syringes here, and the medicine in the grenade is even more concentrated to the extreme.

Chen Mo searched around, but couldn't find anything that could replace the syringe.

Qin Wei said that this medicine cannot be taken orally. If the medicine concentrated to this level is taken orally, Song Jian's stomach can be perforated on the spot.

Song Jian looked at Chen Mo's sweating appearance, sighed, stretched out his arm to undo the bandage on it, and said, "Put it here, I just sewed it on."

There was a deep gash in his elbow socket that was gnawed by zombies, and it was just barely closed with needles and thread.

Chen Mo said: "The capillaries are too slow, we have to inject them intravenously."

Song Jian said, "You don't know how much I want to live."

Chen Mo said with red eyes, "I know."

Song Jian said: "You don't know, Momo, you never believed me. You just..." He smiled bitterly and said, "You only stay with me because you don't feel afraid anymore."

How could he not know how deeply the betrayal left Chen Mo's heart.

Ten years ago, Chen Mo was an extremely innocent little fool. Whether he loved it or hated it, he was as pure as a glass castle.

He was severely injured and hurt, so he was locked in the safe zone in his heart, and no one would pull him out again.

Song Jian couldn't pull Chen Mo out, he could only wait patiently, accompany him, and use his whole life to make up for everything he owed in the past, until Chen Mo was willing to come out from the depths of his heart, using those bright eyes like before. Looking at him with eyes, willing to start all over again with him.

He doesn't want to die.

His guilt, love, are still living in this world, still so stupid, so stubborn.

He has to live to make up for it, to repay it, to get back that little fool he lost bit by bit.

How can a person who has caring in his heart be willing to leave.

Song Jian showed his wound and said, "Momo, come on, this may be my last chance."

Chen Mo gritted his teeth, and slowly poured the concentrated blue medicine into Song Jian's wound.

The medicine mixed with the blood, some flowed out wastefully, and some penetrated into the muscles.

Song Jian bared his teeth in pain, his arms trembling slightly.

Chen Mo remembered Song Jian's miserable state when he received the drug treatment for the first time, and that bloody and horrific appearance was forever imprinted in Chen Mo's mind.

Unfamiliar Chen was afraid that Song Jian would be in such a situation again, so he searched everywhere for sheets, towels, bandages and hemostatic medicine, put on needles and thread, and waited to sew up Song Jian's wound.

Song Jian had already undergone medical treatment once. Apart from the pain, fortunately his skin did not crack like last time.

The pain spread clearly from the wound where the medicine entered. The pain was not so intense that it made him faint and numb, but echoed clearly in every nerve, which he would remember forever.

From time to time, Chen Mo would give him some medicine and ask him if it hurts.

Song Jian nodded straightforwardly: "It hurts."

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, and whispered in a hoarse voice: "It's fine if it hurts. It means that your body function as a human has not completely degenerated. If you feel pain, you can still be saved. Do you want to drink some water? There are no zombies here. I'll go upstairs Get water from the water dispenser. I remember that the water dispenser here was full of water all year round. I don’t know if there is still water to drink after all these years.”

Song Jian wanted to laugh a little, so he really laughed: "Momo, the group of children around you all say that you are fierce and not talkative, and they are afraid of you."

Only then did Chen Mo realize that he had said so much.

He was too nervous, saying something to Song Jian could make him feel better.

He didn't mean to be fierce towards Fang Yingchen, Xia Kai and the others, he just... really had nothing to say.

In the team, he is the boss, he is the backer of everyone, every decision he makes must be correct, if he says a wrong word, it may send his team members into thinking.

In that case, he would never forgive himself.

Over the years, he has gradually become more and more reticent, as if every word he speaks consumes all his strength.But Song Jian... Song Jian is different...

Even if Chen Mo didn't want to admit it, he was truly relaxed and stable by Song Jian's side.