The sound is not loud, but it can echo in the air throughout the venue.

That was a more terrifying atmosphere than He Fei.

Everyone silenced. Ding Yan, who was originally taking care of his classmates in the equipment room with several teachers, arrived in time. He roared loudly, "What are you doing here for? Don't have the quilt? I'll let this gentleman take it back!"

His voice was like a pardon order. Most of the people quickly moved around Lu Chen, running back to the first floor to guard his quilt.

Some people seemed to have recovered and knew that they were emotionally aroused and said the wrong thing. When they passed by He Fei, they apologized.

He Fei didn't react. He lay straight on the quilt, looking at the large chandelier on the top of the gymnasium.

When Su Mo and Lu Chen walked to him, they heard him say something.

"I think I'm doing something wrong."

Ding Yan squatted beside him and looked at his wound and hurriedly called his classmates to get gauze.

Several uninjured psychics cooperated with the teacher and began to bandage the scratched people in a hurry.

Although the wound will not die, excessive blood loss and infection and fever will kill the lives of the five injured.

There was a very deep scratch on He Fei's right arm, and the flesh was rolled up, and there was a strange bulge of the bone.

Ding Yan was squatting beside him, already anxious and anxious. "This hand looks like it's broken. Our only antibiotics have just been used to the fever students."

When he heard that his hand had broken, He Fei looked desperate. He wanted to comfort Ding Yan. Su Mo, who had been by the side, pulled Lu Chen's hand, "Lu Chen, this is not broken, it is a fracture."

The man glanced at his arm and said, "Yeah, fracture."

Ding Yan quickly got up and came to Su Mo, "Are you a medical student before? Can you tie the bones?"

Just as Su Mo was about to shake her head, Lu Chen took her into his arms, "I will."

He didn't want his woman to touch someone else's hand, especially someone who was interesting to her.

Su Mo poked Lu Chen, felt his dissatisfaction and coldness, and said to Ding Yan: "I have only taken the bone once and learned it from my husband."

Lu Chen was particularly comfortable when his husband called out. His tense face was relaxed. He also took the initiative to let go of Su Mo and squatted in front of He Fei. After rough observation, he spoke, "There will be heavy bleeding after bone correction."

"It's okay, I can burn my skin with fire." He Fei had bitten the cover in his mouth, and his eyes were still grateful to Lu Chen.

The man was not vague and didn't give He Fei time to react, so he got started.

He bit the quilt, and blue veins burst out from his neck, a large amount of blood spurted out from his arms, and the wound must be stopped and sutured.

Ding Yan quickly summoned the fire-type supernatural being, burned a fruit knife red, and burned it on his skin.

Su Mo smelled the smell of barbecue, and she silently took a few steps back, "We should pay attention to it tonight."

This was said to Lu Chen.

After all, if so many infected and mutated injuries are not found in time, the consequences will be unimaginable after the corpse is transformed.

After finishing the treatment, Lu Chen wiped his dirty hands, stood up and said in a low voice: "Go back to sleep, I will watch."

Su Mo thought about it and whispered a few times in his ear.

"Just treat it as a small favor, life or death depends entirely on their luck."

Lu Chen rubbed her hair top, "Okay".

The two of them returned to the tent and took out two bottles of diluted Biluochun and Zijuan tea.

Su Mo was holding a row of pills in her hand and handing them to Ding Yan, she said, "You may need them for fever and cold medicine."

The man who had half his feet stepped into the loess almost knelt down to the two of them, "Thank you so much, this is the pill we are in urgent need."

He was also blaming himself for giving all the medicine to people who had fever in the equipment room, but this finally solved the urgent problem.

Lu Chen also handed over two bottles of water and lied without changing his face, "I added some Chinese medicine to soak it in it."

Ding Yan thanked him again, and then took the thing over.

The two of them beat the good man's operation and received gratitude from many psychics on the second level.

Back in the tent, Su Mo took off her shoes, and her tired body finally relaxed.

She buried herself in Lu Chen's arms again, stared at his beautiful Adam's apple and said, "The snow will probably stop in less than two days."

He hugged her a little tightly, "As soon as the snow stops, we will leave, it's not safe here."

After a while, Su Mo spoke, "Did you notice the person from the South Tower tonight?"

Lu Chen's eyes gradually became colder and "abnormal".

Su Mo raised his head slightly and looked into his deep blue phoenix eyes, "Do you think something is wrong with him?"

"Yes," he lifted away the hair that stuck to her cheek and said coldly: "It's impossible for him to kill more than a dozen zombies."

Su Mo stopped talking, his eyebrows and eyes were full of thoughts. There were students here, so what could he do?

Her eyebrows lowered and thoughtful look was very cute and exquisite, and she never got tired of watching it.

Lu Chen rolled between his throat, he grabbed her chin, his magnetic voice slightly hoarse, "Don't think of others, think about what you promised me tonight?"

The hand he held her waist and lifted her up again.

Su Mo was forced to look at him in a straight face, and raised his mouth, "Remember, kiss me."

This time she took the initiative to send her lips over.

Nothing else, I just want to temporarily forget the bloody scenes at night and make myself feel better.

At this time, it was not long before dawn.

Su Mo's mouth was swollen after being kissed, and he let it go. She was so sleepy that she was too sleepy. She then shrank into his arms and said sleepyly: "Sleep for a while. It's dawn. If they are watching, there shouldn't be any major problems."

"Yes" the man closed his eyes obediently.

...

When it was getting light, several classmates on the first floor stood up wrapped in quilts, because they were anxious to urinate and wanted to go to the bathroom.

"How did this door lock?"

"I don't know, yesterday was fine"

"They said there were mutant mice, so did they seal them up?"

"There is a small one over there. We all use bottles to collect it. Let's throw it out after putting it in."

"Let's go".

In the toilet, the man who locked himself in the cold ground lay on the cold ground, his hands were frozen into a crimson purple and curved forward, "Save...Save me."

Because of the extremely low temperature, he did not have any heating measures. With the heat, the sound of shouting was as thin as a mosquito and flies.

The people outside did not hear the cry for help inside, and the footsteps gradually faded away.

His blood-filled eyes slowly closed.

...

It was completely dawn, and the five infected people injured on the second floor and He Fei all started to have high fevers.

After Ding Yan fed them the so-called herbs soaked in the so-called herbs sent by Lu Chen, he never met his eyes.

The psychics around him dared not relax at all.

She slept safely until noon, and Su Mo was just enough to sleep. Before Lu Chen woke up, she didn't move. She began to recall the people from the South Tower yesterday in her mind.
Chapter completed!