"You did it?"
Yan Shan spoke hesitantly, his brows furrowed.
Shen Jingjin continued walking towards Huang Wu without stopping, stating calmly: "Commander Yan already knows everything, why are you still asking?"
A little liquid seeped out of the needle tip and instantly fell on Huang Wu's arm.
"Why?"
Yan Shan couldn't figure it out and asked subconsciously.
He couldn't figure out what these people had done to make Shen Jingjin so angry that even the dead couldn't rest in peace?
"Commander Yan, being too curious is not a good thing."
Shen Jingjin's hands did not stop moving, slowly and methodically pressing all the liquid in the syringe into Huang Wu's vein.
Maybe zombies are really different from living people, Huang Wu's flesh has no elasticity at all.
Just like poking a piece of dead dough, dark red blood flowed out along with a little reagent along with the needle hole.
Shen Jingjin looked at the scene in front of him, and pressed his white-gloved fingertips to the needle hole.
"How can we waste the medicine we have worked so hard to develop?"
Shen Jingjin's voice was very low, but it did not affect Yan Chuan's ability to hear every word he said.
Huang Wu's voice suddenly became sharp.
He even kept shaking his head, trying to break free from the chains.
But Huang Wu, who turned into a zombie, was not much stronger, and he couldn't even utter the words to beg for mercy.
Yan Shan was unable to utter the next sentence after all, and just looked at Shen Jingjin quietly.
He knew very well that compared to the hundreds of people in the base, the few people in front of him were nothing.
Yan Shan did not look back, but stood there, waiting for good news from Shen Jingjin.
After all, reagents are not a panacea that can cure diseases.
After Huang Wu screamed, he fell into a coma.
Just when Yan Shan thought the experiment had failed and was about to turn around and leave, Shen Jingjin spoke.
"Commander Yan, won't you wait any longer?"
Shen Jingjin did not stop, but turned around and calmly prepared another reagent. "Miracles always take time to witness."
"If everyone is like Commander Yan, turning around and running away after failing once, it will take forever to develop the antidote."
Shen Jingjin moved quickly.
But within three to five minutes, Shen Jingjin picked up another syringe and walked towards Huang Wu.
Perhaps it was Shen Jingjin's words that made Yan Shan, who was about to run away, feel a little embarrassed.
Yan Shan clenched his hands and hesitated for a moment before speaking:
"I'm afraid my presence here will affect your experiment."
Shen Jingjin did not speak, but instead inserted the needle directly into the wound on Huang Wu's neck.
Unlike the arm before, the blood flowing out of the needle hole in the neck was black and even extremely smelly.
Shen Jingjin did not take action this time, but instead took a few steps back.
Just when Yan Shan thought he was going to fail this time, he noticed with his sharp eyes that the wound on Huang Wu's neck began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The originally black flesh and blood slowly turned back to its previous color.
The white eyeballs vaguely reveal human pupils.
What was even more obvious was that Huang Wu no longer made any sound, and even his limbs did not move.
Yan Shan didn't think much about it and quickly came to Huang Wu.
He pulled out a pair of unopened gloves from his pocket and put them on his hands hurriedly.
Shen Jingjin did not stop Yan Shan's behavior, but instead took a few steps to the side.
Yan Shan's fingers fell on the skin on the side of Huang Wu's neck.
The next moment, Yan Shan's pupils shrank slightly.
It's not an illusion.
The wound is really gone.
It was just the cold touch that made Yan Shan, who was overjoyed, a little confused. He turned around and just wanted to ask Shen Jingjin when he saw a meaningful smile on the other person's face.
A bad feeling came over me.
Yan Chuan looked at Huang Wu who didn't move at all, and his fingers trembled slightly as they fell on his nose.
A minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
…
Five minutes passed.
Yan Shan had to admit a fact.
Huang Wu was not revived, but became an ordinary dead man.
"Why is this happening?"
Yan Shan murmured subconsciously.
This was not the result he had imagined.
Once the antidote is developed, shouldn't we be able to save them?
How could that be?
"Commander Yan, have you forgotten that these people died the moment they turned into zombies?" Shen Jingjin had returned to the laboratory table without knowing when, holding a new syringe in his hand:
"Commander Yan, do you still believe in resurrection?"
According to the experimental records on the side, the antidote was restored one by one again.
What else could Yan Shan say? He just placed his hand on Huang Wu's heart without giving up.
But that heart seemed to have been dead for dozens or hundreds of years, so how could it possibly give Yan Shan any feedback?
"The antidote is only for the virus, not for saving lives." Shen Jingjin took the newly prepared reagent and went to another zombie next to Huang Wu.
Jiang Ping.
The moment Huang Wu was infected, he frantically asked Jiang Ping to treat him.
But in the end, he was unable to resist the speed of viral infection, and Huang Wu, unwilling to give up, dragged people into the water.
"Hehe... No... Hehe... Don't."
Jiang Ping is very different from the other zombies.
In Yan Shan's eyes, Jiang Ping is the person who still has human consciousness.
It was just unfortunate that I got infected with the virus.
It is precisely because of Jiang Ping's existence that Yan Shan believes that the zombie virus is not an unsolvable virus.
These people who turned into zombies did not really lose their lives.
They were just controlled by the virus and had no choice.
Yan Shan wanted to run over and stop Shen Jingjin.
But my feet seemed to have taken root and I couldn't move at all.
He watched helplessly as Shen Jingjin performed the same operation on Jiang Ping as he had on Huang Wu.
Like Huang Wu, Jiang Ping, who turned into a zombie, gradually became silent.
Yan Shan's legs went limp and he sat down on the ground, giving a bitter smile.
It turns out there really is no antidote, there really is no...
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