The waste is going to strike back

Chapter 109 Jealousy

The mission had been accomplished, so they hurried back to City B as quickly as possible. All of them except the gray pigeon underwent routine inspections at the entrance. Of course, this was all to prevent any accidents from happening.

Because Gray Pigeon was scratched by a zombie, they did not make it public for fear that the news would spread throughout the city. By then, many citizens would probably be dissatisfied. After all, they have always had an extremely disgusting attitude towards zombies.

To them, people infected with the zombie virus are the same as zombies. Once they know that Hui Ge has been brought back, they will definitely demand to kill him immediately, regardless of whether Hui Ge has turned into a zombie or not.

Moreover, Team One's reputation in the city is not very good. Bringing back a human infected with the zombie virus without permission is an unforgivable crime, regardless of whether he is a member of Team One or not.

Yan Shaohui asked Shang Junming to bring Dr. Yan over, and then let the rest of the people rest as needed.

At this time, Gray Pigeon's face showed an abnormal redness, as if he had a fever. This was no different from Mu Xin's symptoms at the beginning.

Lieying was busy running around, changing the ice towel on Huige's forehead and taking his temperature, and he refused to stop no matter how others persuaded him.

After a while, Dr. Yan came with a portable medical kit.

"I say, Yan Shaohui, I am a scientist after all. There are military doctors in the army. Is it necessary for me, a scientist, to rush here to treat people?" Dr. Yan said unhappily.

Yan Shaohui curled his lips, "There's nothing I can do. To some extent, the medical skills of those military doctors are indeed not as good as yours."

Dr. Yan's mouth twitched: Why do I feel that this person is praising openly but making a veiled sarcasm?

Dr. Yan rolled his eyes and said unhappily, “Where are the people?”

Yan Shaohui pointed with his chin at the gray pigeon lying unconscious on the bed, "Over there."

Dr. Yan walked to the bed carrying the box, his face changed, "He...what is he doing?"

"Just like your experimental subject, it is infected with the zombie virus." Yan Shaohui said.

Lieying unbuttoned a few buttons on Huige's clothes on his chest, revealing a piece of wheat-colored skin. The originally smooth skin was covered with various old scars, which were all left from his previous life as a killer.

Of course, these did not attract Dr. Yan's attention. His attention was attracted by the three most conspicuous scratches.

The scratches were not deep, and it was obvious that the gray pigeon had tried to dodge at first, but it did not expect that it could not dodge completely and was still caught.

The wound had been treated before, so there was no blood, but the scratches faintly showed an abnormal bluish-black color, which looked very strange.

"How long has he been infected with the virus?" Dr. Yan's expression gradually became serious.

"About half a day." Mu Xin looked at the clock hanging on the wall and replied.

They went to the hospital early in the morning and fought with the zombies for a long time. By the time they sat in the car, it was almost noon. In order to get back early, they didn't rest at all and went straight back to the camp, packed up the tent and left.

It was already two or three in the afternoon when we got back to City B. Plus, we still had to do some chores like examinations, so it was already past four in the afternoon.

"If it turned into a zombie, according to the infection speed of this virus, it would basically take more than ten minutes to turn a human into a walking corpse. How could Gray Pigeon survive until now?" Dr. Yan examined Gray Pigeon's wound for a long time, and then said: "It is estimated that Gray Pigeon will wake up in a while, and will definitely become a superpower after waking up."

When Lieying heard this, the expression on his face finally changed. He gestured to Dr. Yan, who nodded after reading it, "What I said is true, don't worry."

Lieying heaved a sigh of relief, sat back in the chair beside the bed and looked at Huige with an excited expression.

Dr. Yan walked up to Yan Shaohui and stretched out his hand expressionlessly, "Give it to me?"

Yan Shaohui looked puzzled, "What?"

"The crystal core! Have you forgotten?"

"No."

Tsk! Do you think he's stupid? Dr. Yan didn't act like a scientist at all and rolled his eyes. "Do you think I believe it? Give it to me!"

Yan Shaohui shrugged, then took out the crystal core that Wang Jia had taken from his pocket, "This is the one, from the head of an SS-level zombie."

Mu Xin, who was standing by, looked at Yan Shaohui in surprise.

Aren't there two? Why would he say that?

But Mu Xin did not point out Yan Shaohui's mistake. He just watched the two people talking silently.

Dr. Yan weighed the crystal core in his palm. Although it was a pity that there was only one, it was also the first time he saw a crystal core in the brain of an SS-level zombie. It could be considered an unexpected surprise.

Dr. Yan left happily. Mu Xin looked at Dr. Yan's cheerful back, then poked Yan Shaohui's chest with his finger and whispered, "Why only give him one?"

Yan Shaohui chuckled, "We worked so hard to get this, why should we give it to him so easily? And he seems to be quite happy with one, so there's no need to give him more."

Mu Xin secretly complained in his heart: What a stingy guy.

Then Yan Shaohui touched the soft hair on Mu Xin's head and said, "Come back to Yan's house with me. You are tired today."

"it is good."

Yan Shaohui explained some more things and left with the firewood.

As soon as I got home, I saw Uncle Wen coming out of the kitchen with two plates of food.

"Wow, it smells so good!" The foodie wrinkled his nose and said with shining eyes.

"The master came back earlier and said that you guys are also coming back from a mission today, so I made the meal a little richer." Uncle Wen placed the meal on the table, "You guys came back just in time for dinner, wash your hands and eat!"

Mu Xin nodded obediently, then hurried to wash his hands.

"Master Mu is really kind enough to show his kindness to us." Uncle Wen said happily.

Every time Mu Xin cooks a dish, he eats it with a happy look on his face and praises it endlessly.

It's like this every time, which makes Uncle Wen feel embarrassed sometimes.

"Uncle Wen's cooking is indeed delicious. It's you who has spoiled Mu Xin's taste for food." Yan Shaohui said with a smile.

When Mu Xin encounters delicious food, he basically can't walk anymore. It's so cute and pure that it's hard to describe.

“How could that be? Master Mu’s cooking is delicious too.” Uncle Wen remembered that one time Mu Xin and Yan Shaohui came home late and were hungry but had no food, so they had to cook some wontons for a midnight snack.

Uncle Wen also tasted a lot and thought that this kid’s cooking skills were quite good.

After all, we are all pampered greenhouse flowers nowadays, and it is amazing that we can cook instant noodles by ourselves.

Yan Shaohui listened to the sound of running water when Mu Xin washed his hands and sneered, "But I don't have much chance to eat the food he made."

Uncle Wen naturally heard the jealousy in Yan Shaohui's voice and shook his head: I didn't expect that when it comes to being jealous, these father and son are really similar.