Chapter 920 Invasion 35
Thinking of this, Fu Anan tried to raise her head like a seal.
The door of this old and small rental building was smashed. The windows and doors of the house were all broken, there were many bloodstains on the walls and corridors, and a thin layer of ash had accumulated on the door.
There seems to be no one inside, and there are slogans on epidemic prevention and infection prevention posted on the door.
In this gloomy weather, it seems to give the rental house a dark and dilapidated atmosphere.
"No more pain?"
Before he had time to be grateful, Fu Yizhi's voice suddenly broke in, and Fu Anan immediately lay down and moaned, and fell asleep again after lying down for a long time.
The car drove for another 20 minutes, and a small two-story bungalow appeared in front of my eyes.
However, the lock on the door of the bungalow has been unscrewed by someone, and there is something propped up inside, so there is no way to get in.
Here was entered into the room not long ago. There were still people standing at the window looking out, but they didn't come down.
Is Fu Yizhi's house so easy to occupy?
He glanced at Fu Anan next to him, then got out of the car, locked it, and climbed in directly from the wall.
Half an hour later, the group of occupants of the house were tidied up and had to clean the house again before leaving.
After driving away these people, Fu Yizhi carried Fu An'an in.
In the car just now, only a simple hemostasis was performed on her, and the bullet on her shoulder was not removed.
Scalpel, tweezers, alcohol lamp, suture thread.
All ready.
Fu Anan woke up, just in time to see Fu Yizhi holding a knife, standing beside her calmly.
Kind of scary.
"Brother Fu, wait a minute."
Fu Anan held her wound and stepped back, "I want to try my spatial ability."
Two minutes later.
Fu Anan, who had been holding back for a long time, successfully put the bullet in from the body, and then took it out from the space.
Take the bullet painlessly.
"Brother Fu, I won't be afraid of being shot anymore!"
Fu Yizhi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then sneered, "I hit you in the head and heart, do you have a chance to take out the bullet? Or the bullet is poisoned, do you think everything will be fine just by taking out the bullet?"
Jia said the most frightening words in a light and ethereal voice, and Fu Anan fell silent immediately.
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the other side
Zhao Jieyu, who was shot in the leg, had bulging veins on the back of her hand.
She was enduring severe pain, and she also used special abilities to remove the bullet from her leg.
Compared to Fu Anan's two minutes of loading the bullet into the space in an instant, Zhao Sister Yu needs to use her ability to manipulate metal elements to shrink and deform the bullet, and control it to fall out of the wound automatically.
In this process, no matter how small it looks, if it slips through the wound, it is the second injury.
"ah!"
With a cry of pain, Zhao Jieyu took out the deformed bullet.
The team members next to her prepared the medicine early in the morning, and disinfected and applied the medicine to her after the bullet was taken out.
Zhao Sister Yu let the person next to her bandage her wound, "How is Sun Yue?"
"Sister Yue... She was hit on the forehead and passed away."
The team member next to her said carefully, and glanced at her nervously.
Zhao Sister Yu didn't have much reaction, just took a deep breath of cigarettes, and then opened her eyes, "Go get some blood from people infected with the disease, soak all the bullets in it overnight.
In addition, go and invite Xi Yi. "
As soon as she finished speaking, Xi Yi came in from the outside.
(end of this chapter)