Devil's girlfriend of the last days

After the second evolution, Fang Mo could clearly feel that his resilience had increased by more than a little.

The wound just after being scratched by the zombie, after only a short while, he felt that the blood had stopped, and the wound began to recover quickly.

However, disinfection is necessary.

Evolution is evolution, but after all, he can't talk about inhuman, or god and superhuman strength.If it is not disinfected, it is likely to be infected during the recovery process.

"Big brother is panting." Zhang Qiang opened his mouth and looked at Qin Xiaoyu, looking forward to what this woman would say.

He just discovered that this strong woman turned pale just now.

God is faith, and once faith collapses, it might be like this, right?

Fortunately, Fang Mo has nothing to do and will not be infected...

"infection?!"

Zhang Qiang suddenly thought of something, screamed, and overtook Fang Mo who had walked into the hospital and killed a zombie nurse: "You just meant that once injured, it is very likely to get infected?"

His heart was trembling, only wishing it was not true.

"Yes!" Fang Mo nodded, then looked at Zhang Qiang up and down, looking at him with a very playful look: "Why? Is it infected? Would you like me to try and see if your heart is also affected." Changed... gel?"

"No, no, no, brother, don't be kidding!" Zhang Qiang stepped back and took off his upper body clothes in order to prove: "I was not injured, it was just a little bit. I thought it was nothing..."

Indeed, when he saw Fang Mo rushing from left to right in the group of zombies, he was already thinking whether he should try to rush by himself in the future.

Fight in the blood, just think about it.

However, Fang Mo's words made him suddenly understand the danger of this idea.

Will become a zombie, and will be killed by Fang Mo!

He didn't believe that the other party would joke with him, especially Qin Xiaoyu's expression was not fake, it was definitely a panic.

Therefore, he felt more afraid.

As for why Fang Mo would not be infected...

In his heart, Fang Mo was a god-like figure, even if he was injured, it was only possible to be infected, but since he said no, he would not.

"Just don't get scratched, put on your clothes!" Fang Mo patted his shoulder, made a popping sound, and exclaimed: "Unexpectedly, you are a rich second-generation carer who is well maintained, at least this figure. That’s great."

Having said this, Zhang Qiang became proud. While wearing his clothes, he said proudly: "Of course, I am not a fat house... Brother, what is your expression? Did I say something wrong?"

As soon as the first half of the sentence was spoken, Zhang Qiang realized that Fang Mo's face had changed. It was a very powerful resentment. Although it quickly disappeared, he still saw it, so those who were unconscious did not dare to speak.

But in his mind, he was thinking, "Could it be that this god-like person used to be a fat house? If so... don't use these words to stimulate!"

Smart people always know how to advance and retreat.

Fang Mo did not speak, pursed his lips, nodded faintly, as a response.

This made his face pale again, and in his heart he wondered if he was stupid, he was okay with a fat house, and he didn't eat his food.

"There is a disposal room on the first floor. There should be disinfection utensils there. Let's go quickly." Qin Xiaoyu walked over at this time, his face recovered.

In his eyes, although there was still a little worry, it was no longer the same as before.

After all, Fang Mo gave her the feeling of being invincible, and there was nothing that could block his footsteps, it was just that he was injured by the zombies, which was not a big deal.

This has to be changed to someone else, maybe she is already planning how to kill the other person.

This is how she built her confidence in Fang Mo. It started a little bit, and then gradually became firm, unlike Zhang Qiang's. She just saw Fang Mo's side and recognized something.

This kind of trust is like an attic in the sky. Once Fang Mo's performance is not as good as he imagined, he will feel that Fang Mo is nothing more than that.

"Well, I think I still have to deal with it, the wound is almost healed." Fang Mo looked at the hospital with few people in front of him and shook his head.

He used to have a fever and cold, I don’t know how many people are queuing here, but at this time...

Except for the corpses all over the floor, nothing was left.

There are corridors on both sides of the hall, which are very cleverly designed. On the right side is a special maternity and children's room. Usually there are mothers with big bellies or fathers who are excited but nervous.

Now, everything is calm.

The right side belongs to emergency department plus surgery, and the usual wailing is now gone.

The passage directly opposite is the pharmacy. The people holding the medical insurance card have disappeared, and most of the worried people who carried the medicine have disappeared.

The anxious people walking around with the film have also disappeared.

Brilliant, completely missing.

If this is the epitome of a society, the place where anxiety is most concentrated, then all anxiety at this time has completely turned into a strange peace.

On the left, in the treatment room, Fang Mo lay on the bed, pointing to the medicine package in the cabinet next to him, and said, "Just use that one to help me treat the wound. The problem is actually not big. The main thing is to clean the wound without dressing..."

While he was talking, Qin Xiaoyu had already walked to the cabinet where the surgical kit was placed, turned his hand, and broke the window with the back of a knife.

Then she took out a strictly disinfected medicine bag, took out tweezers, scissors, gauze, and a series of things from it, walked slowly in front of Fang Mo, and started to deal with it.

Her expression was extremely serious, as if she was doing a great thing.

First, clean with alcohol, then wipe with iodine, and finally cover with gauze. At the same time, the medical tape is glued...

Fang Mo had gone through all of this. He didn't feel any pain or any other feelings. He just felt that his wound had healed.

But because the wound was behind and he didn't have eyes behind, he couldn't see it at all.

"Oh my god, the wound has healed, I don't think I need to cover gauze at all!" Zhang Qiang exclaimed, and then he boldly said to Qin Xiaoyu: "Or, let the big brother move?"

Qin Xiaoyu was a little confused.

Visible to the naked eye, the very narrow wounds just now have already been scabs, and it seems that as long as they touch them, they will immediately recover.

This made her feel very incredible, even thinking that Fang Mo was no longer human.

How can people have such resilience?

Really not human?