Guarding a single person seems like a waste of a soldier's talents, especially one who has previously performed dangerous missions on the border.
Since Yi Muzong remained unconscious, the group relaxed somewhat.
Meals are delivered daily. Although it's nothing like before the apocalypse, things like cabbage and potatoes are considered precious resources outside.
A group of people sat in the hospital room, gathered around a small coffee table, eating and daydreaming about the future.
Those who are still alive believe that the best outcome is to develop a vaccine and then distribute it to the world.
However, the vaccine was taken to the seabed, where those in power had other plans and did not want the vaccine to spread.
The boss took his men there; something must have happened underwater.
What if the vaccine can't be preserved?
They were thinking about random things when suddenly they felt a wave of dizziness.
The food was drugged, and the people couldn't even struggle. They dropped their bowls and chopsticks and collapsed unconscious.
Someone pushed open the door, their face covered with a mask, pulled the IV from Yi Mu's hand, picked him up horizontally, and walked out of the room.
When Xiang Qing arrived at the ward, he saw only an empty bed, with a little warmth still remaining in the blankets.
He finally managed to wake someone up and urgently asked where Yimu had gone.
Before the man completely lost consciousness, he saw a pair of leather boots. He vaguely remembered that the young vice-leader in the major league had worn those boots.
After finding out Yi Mu's whereabouts, Xiang Qing put the man down and ran out of the ward.
In the Grand Alliance Lab, the chief scientist looked at the three vice-alliance members with a troubled expression.
"Theoretically speaking, even if he is immune, his blood cannot be assimilated by ordinary people. We have a backup of the vaccine here. The three of you should now give the order to spread the vaccine through wind-borne means. That is the top priority."
Imu is currently unconscious. If we don't take advantage of this rare opportunity to make a move, he will definitely find a chance to retaliate later.
The vice-alliance leader, who had brought Yi Mu over, glared at the chief and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get to work. Think about your wife and children."
The chief's wife and children, along with the survivors from the major leagues, were all detained and locked in their rooms, forbidden from leaving.
Although the chief found their behavior absurd and laughable, like the ignorant masses in Lu Xun's stories who believed that eating human blood buns could save lives, he had no other choice at the moment.
He unbuttoned Yi Mu's hospital gown, held a scalpel across Yi Mu's chest, silently apologizing as the sharp blade cut into the skin.
Yi Mu, who was fast asleep, frowned slightly. The doctor's eyelids twitched heavily, and for some reason, he had a bad feeling.
The tightly closed door was forced open, and Xiang Qing, with red eyes, appeared in the room.
The four men were startled and retreated.
Xiang Qing walked to the bedside, and before he could examine Yi Mu's injuries closely, he smelled a sweet, cloying scent of blood.
His fingers touched the wound on Yimu's chest, wiping away the blood droplets, and the wound slowly healed.
After confirming that Yi Mu had no other external injuries, Xiang Qing stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from his fingertip. Looking at the four people in front of him, he felt as if they were demons from hell.
"How dare you touch my men?"
He swept up to the three men like a whirlwind, giving them no chance to explain, snapped their necks, and then turned to look at the chief surgeon who was still holding a scalpel.
The chief was stared at by a pair of blood-red, ghostly eyes, and he was about to wet himself in fear.
He brandished the scalpel, knowing his chances of survival were slim, but still struggled to shout, "We still have backup vaccines, you can't kill me!"
Xiang Qing stopped what she was doing and stared at him suspiciously.
The chief raised his hand and swore, "I swear, if I'm lying to you, may I die a horrible death!"
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