When everyone came back to their senses, the ink fountain in He Qing's hand had inexplicably turned into wisps of black smoke, and it rose into the air without leaving a trace. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Rui was dumbfounded, in fact, he hadn't seen anything exciting today, this, this is gone?

He opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment, but in the end, Gu Rongan was more cheerful and asked directly, "Is it okay?"

He Qing took a deep breath and eased the spiritual power that was still surging in his body, then looked at him and asked curiously, "This is not the end?"

She had spent a lot of time today, and now looking at the unfinished eyes of several people, she paused for a moment before she reacted-

"How many of you, what about watching a movie?"

Several people on the side immediately shook their heads violently, resolutely refusing to admit it. Don't look at He Qing's gentleness and gentleness at this time, but when he scolded everyone just now, these people, including Gu Rongan, who has always been unscrupulous, didn't dare to say a word.

And today, when I opened my eyes and felt that a door called "science" in my heart was shattered, as if I couldn't even stand up for three views, Dr. Zhang immediately raised the notebook and mobile phone in his hand, and emphasized vigorously: "No, no, I have a record, a very serious record!"

He Qing only had time to look at him more at this time: "Oh, you record it, it's okay, no one believes it anyway." As for video or camera......"

The corners of her mouth twitched, and she smiled very wickedly: "Without my permission, these electronic devices can't leave a trace of unscience." ”

Yes?

"Impossible!"

Dr. Zhang hurriedly looked down at his mobile phone, but when he opened it, he found that as He Qing said, not only did he take strange photos, but only half of the real objects and people, and even the video was like a weird silent movie, except for a strange picture that was missing a little bit in the west, there was no trace of anything else......

He looked up and wanted to say something, but when he saw He Qing's face, he immediately lowered his head again. At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties was depressed and couldn't speak.

And although Zhang Xuehua was not polite at first, she is like this, straight to the point. Now as soon as He Qing's movements stopped, she immediately rushed forward to support her crumbling nephew, her face full of distress.

The blue and black aura on Zhang Ning's face has disappeared, his pale face has also become a little bloody, the fangs in his mouth have long been lost, and even the once black oozing eyes have returned to their original dark brown luster.

He woke up from his daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his own aunt supporting him, as if he was seriously ill and full of depression. And in front of her stood a girl with a delicate face, looking at herself inch by inch, as if she was now on the chopping board, at the mercy of mermaids.

He struggled quietly, pushed away his aunt's arm, and felt that his eyes were still very dry, although there was a strange soreness and stiffness in his body, but there were so many people present, and he returned to his aunt's house from the hospital gate inexplicably, even if no one spoke, he felt that something was wrong.

It's just that the top priority is to find a glass of water to drink first......

He opened his mouth and asked, "Auntie, is there any water?"

However, Koukou's voice was dry and hoarse, and even his lips felt a tingling sensation. Especially on the cheeks, there is a combination of stinging and stiffness. He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked it, the tentacles were uneven, mottled underneath, no need to look in the mirror, he also knew that the situation was not good!

Zhang Xuehua looked at him and nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes! Auntie will pour it for you right away!"

Zhang Ning fell silent.

It was only then that he really took a closer look at the surrounding environment.

My aunt has always liked to be clean and tidy, but now in this house, not only is there no half clean place, but there is dust everywhere, garbage is messy, and there is even a large wooden frame of solid wood, which has been thrown on the ground at will. Looking like that, it vaguely seems to be a big mirror in my aunt's house......

He looked at his good brother Gu Rong'an, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What the hell...... What's going on?"

Gu Rongan smiled awkwardly.

It's not that he doesn't want to explain it to his brother, but the question is, what to say? If you don't witness such an unbelievable event, where can you start to speak?

Half-ringing, he scratched his head: "Aning, you ...... Don't you remember what happened to you in front of the hospital?

At this time, Zhang Xuehua poured water, Zhang Ning hurriedly took it, although there was still a strange stiffness in his fingers, but he still held the cup, and quickly swallowed it, and in the middle, his throat was stinging.

After he drank the water, his right hand couldn't help but touch the painful part of his cheek that had just been pulled, and tried to think about it: "I remember, you are at the food stall in front of the hospital, ready to eat, right...... And then...... And then...... It seems to ......"

He frowned, desperately recalling, "...... Then, I was hungry......"

After that, there was no aftermath, and he didn't have the slightest impression of what happened next.

He Qing finished packing his things at this time, and walked over with his backpack: "A group of big men are chirping, since this kind of thing has happened, don't you say it directly, is it still ready to stay in your mind for the New Year?"

Ning Rui looked at her expression, and suddenly his scalp tightened.

Sister He Qing...... The mouth is still so poisonous!

He Qing looked at Zhang Ning, who was confused, and said to him neatly: "To put it simply, you were accidentally infected with corpse gas in the hospital and transformed into a zombie. Then I saw it in the process of transformation, and this will help you get free...... The specific matter, all the people present know, you can just ask them later. ”

Zhang Ning's eyes widened, and what He Qing said was a strange thing that he couldn't understand. However, looking at Gu Rongan's face, he couldn't help but believe it.

"So," He Qing asked, "Are you in the First People's Hospital, have you ever been in contact with the A311 ward of the special care department?"

She just sent a message to Zhang Guoming, once again confirming that Lin Zaifang's ward is A311, yes. And if there is no news of death coming from now, Lin Zaifang is very likely to have completed the transformation.

This question was inexplicable, but Zhang Ning still nodded involuntarily: "Once when I came out at night, I accidentally knocked out the medicine in Ward 311, so I carefully checked the list there...... It was supposed to be four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was very cold. ”

Four or five o'clock in the afternoon...... It's a magic moment.

All evil things begin to sprout from this moment.

And if you still feel cold at the door of the hot-powered intensive care ward, it must be that the corpse gas is beginning to invade.

He Qing nodded: "Okay, I know." ”

After speaking, she took a step forward and reached out to caress Zhang Ning's festering cheek. (To be continued.) )