The King of Alien Creatures [End Times]

Chapter 51

Eleven o'clock that night.

It took Meng Fanyi and Bu Gu nearly a whole day to return to the base camp.

It was getting late, everyone probably had a rest, and the two of them didn't dare to make a loud noise when they came back. They helped each other and wanted to get some food to fill their stomachs first, but they didn't expect that the lights in the base camp would be brightly lit at this moment.

Usually not, unless...

Meng Fanyi secretly thought that it was not good, and forced himself to shake off Bu Gu and quicken his pace towards the ward.

"What's the matter, Uncle Meng, you're walking so fast..." Seeing him speeding up, Bu Gu followed him, and after not walking far, he saw Yuan Hao and the others pushing a hospital bed out. The hospital bed was slightly yellowish white. The sheet was arched into a human shape.

Only the dead will cover their heads and feet, out of respect for the deceased.

Meng Fanyi's heart sank, ignoring the hunger in his stomach and the weakness of his body, he changed his usual calmness, rushed over and grabbed the side of the bed, not letting them push forward, and almost shouted: "Who is this? "

Yuan Hao, who was limping and pushing the cart, looked sad, and said hoarsely, "Uncle Meng, Bu Gu, you guys are back..."

Then he lowered his eyes, and before he raised his eyes to speak again, Zheng Yu beside him had already said, "It's Aunt Shen, she..."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings suddenly became quiet, terrifyingly quiet.

In a trance, Meng Fanyi seemed to still hear Shen Haiying's laughter lingering in his ears. It was shallow and pleasant to hear. It was the kind of smile that filled people with strength and was very warm.

He couldn't believe it for a moment.

Meng Fanyi pushed Zheng Yu away, and was about to lift the white cloth, but was grabbed by Wan Yang, who shook his head: "Lao Meng, the mourning goes on, the dead are the greatest."

"Get up!" Meng Fanyi shook off his hand, carefully lifted the white sheet, and after only looking at it for a second, he hastily covered it back.

It's really Shen Haiying.

That palm-sized face is now deeply sunken, without a trace of blood, and even looks a little scary.

Meng Fanyi felt dizzy for a while, fell backwards, and was caught by the person behind him.

Bu Gu, who stepped forward to support the person in time, supported Meng Fanyi: "Uncle Meng, are you alright?"

Meng Fanyi shook his hand slightly, shook his head lightly, and said very weakly, "It's okay."

Bu Gu looked at the person covered with a white cloth on the hospital bed, frowned, bit his lower lip and looked at Yuan Hao: "When did it happen?"

Meng Fanyi also looked over, waiting for his answer.

Wan Yang, who was behind him, pressed his hands in the air, motioning for him not to speak, and answered for him: "Six hours ago."

Another long silence.

Meng Fanyi tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes, and bit the flesh of his cheeks until he felt the bloody smell permeating his mouth, before he asked, "Is it painful?"

Wan Yang shook his head.

Meng Fanyi broke away from Bu Gu, signaling that he was fine.

He moved to Shen Haiying's body with difficulty as if a heavy pendant was tied under his feet. With trembling hands, he rearranged the white cloth that had not been covered just now. : "Haiying, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I..."

He thought that he would not burst into tears, at least not like now, the tears fell down unstoppably, fell on the white bed sheet, smeared and scattered into tears.

After a while, he let go of his hand, took a few steps back with his head down, turned around, wiped his face vigorously, and blocked Bu Gu who wanted to come to comfort him with his hand back: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Losing a member is an extremely distressing thing. When people around see this scene, they can't control their emotions that have been packed up.

Even the sound of secretly sobbing can be heard.

Even Wan Yang couldn't control the redness of his eyes. He took a deep breath, grabbed Meng Fanyi's shoulder and patted him: "Old Meng, sorry, Haiying... hey."

Meng Fanyi don't turn his head away from looking at him, if he knew this, he should have spent more time with her back then, he still has a lot to say to Shen Haiying, and there are many things he wants to do with her.

Now she just left like this, without a good day, and her son Shen Ke's whereabouts are also unknown.

Seeing the base camp lose three members in just a few days, what face does he have to face everyone.

Blame him.

He should die, not Shen Haiying, she is still so young and full of hope for this world, unlike him, a half-old man...

After tidying up the ward and coming out, Qin Liu saw Meng Fanyi who was out of control, and her eyes were red again. She took a few deep breaths, rubbed her red eyes from crying, tried her best to control her emotions, and walked up to Meng Fanyi :"You're back?"

She took out a letter folded into a square from her pocket and handed it to him: "Since you're back, I'll leave this to you."

"What is this?" Meng Fanyi took it in a hoarse voice, and held it in his hand. He was very familiar with the writing on it, which belonged to Shen Haiying, and it said "Meng Fanyi (received)".

"Open it and have a look." Qin Liu patted him on the shoulder and sighed deeply, "Let them send the body away first, and we will bury her tomorrow morning."

Meng Fanyi held the letter tightly, the knuckles on the back of his hand began to turn white, and the corner of the letter was also crumpled. He collapsed instantly, turned around and shouted: "Can't be buried! Shen Ke hasn't come back yet!"

It was probably because Shen Haiying's death was too sudden, and the sadness has been covering everyone. After he reminded them, everyone remembered the purpose of Meng Fanyi's trip.

Wan Yang took off his hand, took a step to the side, and asked, "Did Shen Ke not find it?"

Meng Fanyi's hand holding the letter was shaking, he nodded his head several times, and said with a sob, "I didn't find it, but he should still be alive."

Seeing that it was difficult for him to speak, Bu Gu wiped his eyes and said for him: "We tracked down an open space and found the off-road vehicle that Shen Ke drove away, and there were traces of fighting with lions and tigers around. It might have been rescued, but we couldn’t find it after searching for a long time, and then we encountered an ice crocodile, lost our motorcycle, spent a night with it, and finally walked back.”

After he finished speaking, he sighed, but he never thought that Shen Haiying would leave just like that.

What would happen if Shen Ke knew about it?

Then he looked at Wan Yang: "However, Uncle Wan, your injection is very powerful. Thanks to it, the ice crocodile was killed in one shot."

Meng Fanyi stopped Wan Yang from looking at Bu Gu, and the two looked at each other for a second, then Wan Yang smiled awkwardly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back, let's take a rest first, too many things happened recently .”

·

It was already the early morning of the next day when all matters concerning Shen Haiying's burial were completed.

Qin Liu was about to go back to rest with swollen eyes. When passing by the decoction shop, he saw a light inside. When he got closer, he saw Meng Fanyi sitting inside, reading the letter by the light.

This letter was found by Qin Liu in Shen Haiying's jacket pocket, and there was another one for Shen Ke, which she put away. Although she didn't know whether Shen Ke would come back in the future, she still hoped that she could hand over the letter by herself. .

Qin Liu didn't read the content of the letter, but he could make a rough guess.

It turned out that when Shen Haiying was still alive, these two people had a secret love affair, and everyone in the base camp saw it, but neither of them made it clear.

now……

Meng Fanyi had already heard footsteps outside the door, and said in a very soft tone, "Stop standing there, come in."

Qin Liu cleared his throat, pushed open the half-covered door and went in, just in time to see him fold the letter back and put it away: "I'm sorry, Lao Meng, I couldn't save him."

Whenever thinking of this, Qin Liu would hate herself very much, if she hadn't gone out for a while back then, nothing would have happened.

As a result, things developed more and more beyond everyone's control, and now it feels like it's about to get out of control.

"Hey." Meng Fanyi sighed softly, "I can't blame you, Haiying is too stubborn."

"Blame me, if I..." Qin Liu was interrupted before finishing his sentence.

"It's all over, so there's no point in talking about it." Meng Fanyi stared at the crucible that hadn't had time to clean up in front of him, and there were still some drug residues in it.

He looked up and seemed to be able to see Shen Haiying busy in the decoction room.

Qin Liu stood aside and rubbed his fingers, wanting to say something to relieve the awkward atmosphere, but he didn't know what to say, for fear of interrupting his good memories.

After a while, Meng Fanyi came back to his senses, looked up at Qin Liu, and pulled a chair from the side: "Sit down."

Qin Liu hesitated for a few seconds, then pulled a chair and sat beside him: "Shen Ke..."

"There are more bad luck than good luck." Meng Fanyi said truthfully.

No matter whether it was really rescued, or what, if there was a conflict with the liger, the result would not be very good.

"But I plan to go out and look for it tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"But we don't have many means of transportation anymore." Qin Liu also heard Wan Yang and the others say that they are going to get an off-road vehicle in a few days, and the frequency of damage to vehicles is too high now, so it is too much for them to continue like this Dangerous.

"I know." Meng Fanyi stretched out his hand to pinch the pestle, and poked the bottom of the cauldron: "Has she...woke up?"

Qin Liu shook his head: "No."

Meng Fanyi nodded.

After a few seconds, he said again: "She must be in pain."

Although he asked just now, Meng Fanyi couldn't help but ask again.

He knew that Shen Haiying loved beauty, and this kind of pain was too cruel for her.

Qin Liu sighed, but did not answer immediately.

She watched Shen Haiying suffer from respiratory failure, her whole body turned purple, her muscles were atrophied, her body functions rapidly declined in a short period of time, her mouth and nose were bleeding, and it was too late for a blood transfusion. In the end, she didn't even dare to look at it, and Wan Yang was still at the side to deal with it until the heartbeat on the detector becomes a straight line.

She pursed her lips into a line in some pain, and smiled with difficulty: "It's not painful, it's very peaceful."

Meng Fanyi stared at the crucible, holding the pestle in his hand and stirring it up and down.

He knew that Qin Liu had lied. He had already asked about the toxicity of those two toxins when he went to Sanctuary City to look for medicines. In addition, he already knew something about it, and knew that Shen Haiying must be in pain when he left.

What's more, when he held her hand just now, he obviously felt extremely dry, as if he had exhausted all his blood before he died.

He smiled wryly, his voice was weak, more like he was talking to himself: "It's good to be peaceful."

This night, the moon hangs in the sky rarely, crookedly, covering the desolate land with a layer of silver.

Destined to be another sleepless night.

·

The next morning, the funeral took place on time.

More than [-] people from the base camp stood around Shen Haiying's grave, watching her body be buried in the ground.

The atmosphere at the scene was extremely solemn, and the already gloomy sky was overwhelming at this moment.

After the people turned and left, Meng Fanyi stood silently in front of the grave for a long time.

After an unknown amount of time, he closed his eyes forcefully, then opened them again, his eyelashes were covered with crystal clear teardrops.

He turned back and came to Wan Yang's room: "Old Wan, I have something to tell you."