Pei Xiqing grabbed his arm, opened his mouth and bit it.
The sharp teeth pierced the skin, and a few drops of blood flowed out. Pei Xiqing frowned slightly.
His blood was bitter and cold, giving her a chilling feeling. She couldn't help but shudder and looked up at him: "...How do you feel?"
The zombie virus spread rapidly, which she was fully aware of. Moreover, this virus was very vicious. Once infected, without the assistance of serum and the absolute willpower of a psychic, one would be devoured and die without a burial place.
Duan Xiaolin is no exception.
No human being can coexist with the zombie virus.
She might be a little special, except for now.
The zombie virus is still like a flood and a beast to normal people with special abilities. Once they come into contact with the virus, they will begin to fall into extreme pain and suffering.
She even had the illusion that the virus in her body this time was more aggressive than last time.
Duan Xiaolin's face darkened instantly, and the veins on the back of his hand became visible. In an instant, a layer of conspicuous corpse spots appeared on his neck.
He sat on the sofa motionless, his body tense, and silent, looking like he was on the verge of exploding at any moment.
The corpse spots on the man's neck began to spread.
The bulging veins rose and fell with his breathing, spasming a little, becoming increasingly uncontrollable.
The last time Pei Xiqing bit him in the wild, he was unconscious and didn't notice any changes in him at the time.
This is the first time I have seen so closely all the changes that occur in a person infected with the zombie virus.
She couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.
Transforming from a human into a zombie is just that extreme.
In the blink of an eye, all sanity will be lost.
Even the most powerful psychics are not immune.
She reached for the serum.
But he was stopped by the man.
Pei Xi was puzzled.
I heard the man say, "Wait a little longer."
He didn't feel anything unusual in his body.
The supernatural power did not react either.
Pei Xiqing also noticed it, holding the serum, and fell into confusion for a moment.
She confirmed with the man again, "What about now? Still no recovery of supernatural powers?"
Duan Xiaolin didn't say anything.
Unwilling to let her down, he endured for nearly ten minutes, then said with sweat on his forehead, "Wait a little longer, there's still time."
By this time, thirty-two minutes had passed since she bit him.
There is not even half an hour left before the "golden hour", the best time to inject serum.
She said, "Brother Duan, you can't do this."
One hour is already the limit.
It is best to inject within ten minutes of being bitten. The earlier the injection, the better the effect of the serum. The later the injection, the more likely it is to cause accidents.
Judging from his appearance, he will probably wait until the last minute.
Duan Xiaolin is a person who can endure pain very well. Most of the time, no matter how much pain he is in, he remains silent.
She couldn't empathize with him at this moment, because she had been tortured by the zombie virus before, more than once, and each time it almost took her life.
Her heart ached, and she squeezed the man's hand tightly. "It doesn't matter if it doesn't work. It's okay. If the trigger condition isn't this, we still have time to find the real answer. You don't have to force it."
Duan Xiaolin still didn't speak.
With my head down, I continue to endure the pain brought by the virus.
The stopwatch kept ticking, and every minute and every second was torture for her.
The virus comes on violently, but after the onset, it becomes like a poison, a chronic torture that leaves people in a state of uncertainty about life or death.
Pei Xiqing calculated the time carefully.
Seeing that there were only five minutes left, she finally couldn't hold it in any longer, pulled the man's hand away, and took the syringe.
There is a seal on the serum.
After she tore it open, she took Duan Xiaolin's hand and was about to inject it, but Duan Xiaolin was still insisting, "Inject it at the last minute."
"If you wait any longer, you'll be no different from last time. Last time, Brother Shadow also used the last bit of time to deliver the serum to you. Do you still want to endure the pain of cutting your flesh again?"
Even if he wanted to do so, Pei Xiqing would never allow such a thing to happen again.
I felt very sorry for him last time.
She didn't listen to the man and forced him to quickly inject the serum.
A drop of serum.
The virus hasn't faded so quickly, and the injection into the arm is starting to take effect.
Pei Xiqing was afraid of repeating the same mistake, so he deliberately opened his bathrobe and looked carefully at the virus on his body. He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his back was not severely devoured by the virus like before, to the point where he needed to cut off the flesh.
There are also some medicines and serums on the table.
She studied the effects of several pills.
Pop a pill into his mouth.
It seemed like the situation was just as described in the book. I gradually recovered and the heavy stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.
When I finished all this, the alarm clock rang an hour later.
There was no change in the strange energy in his body.
It seems that the recovery of his superpowers has nothing to do with the bite she took. Maybe it was just an accident, or maybe... she missed some other key information or conditions.
Pei Xiqing paid attention to the man's recovery. While thinking, she subconsciously bit her lip. When she reacted, Duan Xiaolin had recovered a lot. He was tidying up his messy bathrobe with pale lips, and slowly raised his eyelids to look at her.
She tidied the table and looked away uncomfortably.
It was just because of the way Duan Xiaolin looked at her, it was very explicit.
"It seems that it has nothing to do with me biting you. I need to try other things." She put the serum into the safe, along with the other medicines on the table. Just as she was about to get up, he pulled her hand and pressed her to sit on the coffee table in front of him.
Pei Xiqing cleared his throat. "I don't think it has anything to do with biting. Maybe we shouldn't jump to conclusions too quickly. We still have many possibilities we haven't tried yet. Don't be too discouraged..."
"Like?" he asked.
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