blood plague

Chapter 1 I Want to Live

"what!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, his body couldn't help but let out a painful moan, his head was dizzy, and there was pain everywhere in his body.

Thirsty, very thirsty, drink, water, tea, beer, whatever is liquid.

When he struggled to support his body with his hands, another sharp pain emanated from his brain and heart, causing him to grit his teeth and show his white teeth.

After a few seconds, the stinging pain temporarily subsided, and he looked around, where, where is this?

This is a room with many desks and chairs and a huge space. There is a movable blackboard and a projector screen that has been pulled down in front of the room.

The desks and chairs seemed to have been used as toys by a group of brats. They were either stacked together or stumbling around.

Looking at the papers all over the floor and a globe with a broken support and rolling all over the floor, he was sure that he should be in a classroom.

Another burst of sharp pain hit him, and he put his hands on his head and gave up thinking. The instinct of his body ordered him to stand up and look for all the liquids that could be drunk.

After standing up and taking two steps, he staggered and fell to the ground. He struggled to get up and found that he was bleeding out.

He stretched out his hand to touch it, and the nasal cavity was bleeding continuously, and there seemed to be a foreign object in his mouth. He spit out a mouthful of saliva, and spit out two bloody teeth.

He didn't know if he had a fever and was confused or was covered by more severe pain. He lost two teeth, but he didn't feel any pain at all.

He pinched his bleeding nose with his hands, trying to maintain his balance and walked towards the door.

In the corridor, warm sunlight penetrated through the glass windows, illuminating the debris-filled corridor so brightly.

In a trance, he vaguely saw two figures walking towards him in front of him.

"Hey, there's another little devil here."

"May the Lord forgive us our sins."

He let go of his hand covering his nose, opened his bleeding mouth and took a deep breath, then shouted with difficulty: "Help..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground.

The hard floor is so comfortable to lie on. The good news is that the headache is not so painful. The bad news is that the fever seems to be getting worse.

In a trance, he heard two footsteps approaching him, so he shouted with difficulty: "Help, save me...I'm not dead yet, I deserve your rescue..."

"He's still alive."

"Father, don't come close, I think he's about to change, why don't I just give him an axe."

"Stop! He's still a kid."

"Oh. It's all children here."

Boom, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded.

"I will give you my backpack, and I will carry him back."

"Father, he is hopeless, you can't save everyone! Father, father!"

His head rested on a warm and broad shoulder, which was really comfortable, more comfortable than lying on the ground just now, and he fell asleep drowsily.

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Drowsiness could not escape the torment of severe pain, and he woke up in a burst of high fever.

"Water, I want to drink water."

He lay moaning.

With his groan, a straw was passed into his mouth, he sucked hard, and a cool and sweet cold water entered his mouth.He couldn't wait to suck up the water and swallowed it greedily, Gulu, Gulu, Gulu, when the water was finished, he shouted with difficulty: "I want more water."

He took another round of water through the straw, and he didn't stop until his stomach was so swollen that the water seemed to be pouring down his throat.

The cool water seemed to have quenched his high fever, and he felt much more comfortable now, only then did he realize that there seemed to be some things in his field of vision that shouldn't be there.

In the lower left corner of his field of vision, there is an icon like a lung, behind the icon is a number 5, and in the lower right corner of his field of vision is a heart icon, and the number behind the icon is 10.

Between the two icons is a human body icon, the human body icon is red, and the small characters behind the icon are: blood epidemic outbreak.

"Where the hell am I?"

After he stabilized his mind, he discovered something else: a white nun was taking care of him.

This is a real nun, not those two-dimensional girls you see on your computer.

He was in a trance for a while, the only thing he could be sure of was that he was definitely not in the Central Plains.

"Hello, where is this?" He asked the nun.

"This is the Gospel Church, and I am the nun here, Maria Green." Sister Maria said, "You are a local. Sorry, I don't usually go out of the church, so many children don't know each other. You What is your name?"

"What's your name?" He thought for a while, it was better not to give his real name when he died in such a miserable state, so he opened his mouth and said, "My name is Egg Lee."

"Hello, Iger." Sister Maria seemed to speak a little more fluently after seeing that Iger was not as difficult to deal with as other little kids. She said to Iger, "I have some bad news that I have to tell you."

Iger sighed in despair and said, "Am I infected?"

When Sister Maria saw Iger's appearance, she quickly comforted her: "It's not particularly bad, but the fever persists and the body shows signs of dehydration. Also, your blood oxygen saturation is very low, and the color of blood from your fingers is very dark. Of course, don't worry, you'll be fine."

Iger shook his head.No matter how stupid he is, he understands the words blood plague outbreak. With these words alone, after a while, he will either become a vampire or a zombie.

"I don't want to die." Iger said to himself.

"What?" Iger's voice was too low, and Sister Maria couldn't hear clearly, so she quickly lowered her head and asked again.

Iger took a deep breath and shouted with all his strength: "I don't want to die!!"

This shrill cry was full of unwillingness and nostalgia. Sister Maria's eyes turned red suddenly, she turned around, covered her face, and ran out of the room.

"Father, the child is awake, but his condition is very bad and he will not last long." Sister Maria interrupted the two who were arguing, sobbing.

"Oh, I see, it's over." A tall old man wearing a black monk's robe and hanging a wooden cross, his gray hair didn't make his body weak at all. He was the priest of the church, Locke Garcia.

"Father, that guy is dying, don't waste serum on him." The person speaking was a burly man in a denim jacket with off-the-shoulder suits, his bushy beard was hard to cover, and he was tanned by the sun due to long-term open-air work. Redneck, it was Vance Scott, an ardent member of the church.

"Vance, he is still a child." Father Locke sighed and said, "If there is still hope in this world, the light of hope must lie in children."

"But, but..." Vance didn't know how to persuade Father Locke to leave the important serum for his own use, so he said, "I own half of that bottle of serum."

Father Locke patted Vance on the shoulder and said, "Old man, I owe you half a bottle." After speaking, he picked up the white medicine box and walked towards the house.

Father Locke strode up to Iger's side. He put the medicine box on the bed, opened it, took out the syringe skillfully, and then took out the bottle of serum marked "not clinically tested" in his arms, pulled it out, and stuck it into Iger's veins. On the arm that jumped out, all the serum was pushed into Iger's vein.

An intense pain emanated from the arm. It seemed that the condition of the arm was originally so bad, but only at this time the nervous system returned to normal perception.

Afterwards, the severe pain spread throughout Iger's body. He gritted his teeth and stared at his bloodshot eyes, watching the words behind the red human body icon change to: The blood plague is subsiding.

"what!!"

Iger finally couldn't bear the pain and yelled. Then, he took a deep breath and vented the pain all over his body with all his strength:
"I want to live!"

(End of this chapter)