Chapter 175 Amputation
In a rotunda hall that can easily accommodate hundreds of people.
Xin Ping was lying flat on a long table, still in a coma. There were seven or eight people standing around him, all of whom looked like students.
A white-haired old man was sitting on the side of the long table, carefully observing Xin Ping's left hand.
This hand was tightly bound, and almost no skin could be seen from the palm to the elbow, but the fingertips exposed at the front were obviously black.
This look would make anyone feel chilly.
"Ma Fei hasn't arrived yet?" The old man asked softly without raising his head.
This voice sounds very kind. If Chen Mu, Dong Junwei and others were here, they would definitely be able to tell that this is the current principal of Ziwei High School, Shi Yuanjun.
But if it were just face to face, everyone in the school would probably not believe that the principal, who was only in his early 50s, would suddenly become so old.
Shi Yuanjun originally looked like a gentle scholar, with a well-proportioned figure and energetic appearance, but after the end of the world, he aged like this within a few days. Now he is as skinny as a stick, moves slowly, and even standing has become a problem.
But the students present still followed his lead.
Song Yu stood aside.
Although Shi Yuanjun's question did not specify anyone, he still took the initiative to answer: "Ma Fei lives on the 11th floor. It will take a while to get down. I have already asked someone to rush him." However, before Shi Yuanjun could speak, a tall and thin man appeared next to him
. The boy snorted: "I think some people want Xin Ping to die."
Song Yu didn't seem to hear this and still stood respectfully beside Shi Yuanjun.
When the man saw that Song Yu didn't speak to him, he felt a little bored.
Shi Yuanjun still didn't raise his head, just sighed and said warmly: "When there are more people, there will always be conflicts, but everyone's goals are the same. There is no need to hurt the harmony for some trivial things. Xiao Song, please urge me again." Make the horse fly."
"Yes."
Song Yu bowed and lowered his head, then winked at the girl next to him. The girl nodded slightly and closed her eyes.
In just a minute or two, rapid footsteps came from directly above the hall.
There is a circle of windows around the entire hall, which provides no problem with lighting. There is a thick column in the middle, and around the column, there is a circle of stairs spiraling up.
Ma Fei, who had unlocked Yang An's eyes, walked over quickly.
"Principal."
"Ma Fei, come and see Xin Ping."
"Yes."
Ma Fei walked to the long table and saw the dying Xin Ping. He was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Song Yu.
Song Yu nodded slightly.
Ma Fei then walked up.
"Let's see if we can take off the iron hoop on his hand?" Shi Yuanjun's breath was a little unsteady. If he spoke a longer sentence, the last few words would become muffled, making it difficult to hear sometimes.
But when Ma Fei saw the scene in front of him, he understood what happened.
"It seems to be stainless steel? It should be fine."
Ma Fei held up Xin Ping's left hand and saw traces of black blood seeping out of it, accompanied by a fishy stench that was nauseating.
Even though his relationship with Xin Ping wasn't always good, seeing him in this miserable state made him a little bit intolerable.
"How did it happen?"
"We'll talk about this later. Let's save people first."
"Yeah, but I need someone to help me," Ma Fei said.
"I'll come."
The tall and thin boy who just mocked Song Yu volunteered.
"After softening, these iron rings will become elastic. Then take them off one by one. Remember not to let go in the middle, otherwise they will bounce back and your hands may be broken." "I know." The boy was a little uncomfortable
. patient.
The two began to cooperate and helped Xin Ping take off the iron hoops on his left hand one by one.
Others were curious and unconsciously came closer to take a look.
However, the scene in front of them made many people feel uncomfortable.
"Well..."
Several girls quickly turned their heads and covered their mouths.
The arm that had been stuck for more than a day now had no human appearance at all. The skin had already ulcerated and the flesh was bloody. As soon as the iron hoop was removed, black and smelly pus and blood suddenly poured out, and it couldn't be stopped. .
Xin Ping, who was in a coma, couldn't help but groan.
Ma Fei endured the discomfort and helped to remove the last iron hoop.
He also had blood on his hands.
He held the stainless steel hoop and subconsciously bumped it in his hand, feeling that it felt a little familiar. Then he wiped the blood a few times, and when he saw it, he immediately thought of someone.
Yang Anxie's hands and feet last time were also restrained by this lightweight stainless steel.
But the man didn't have any ill intentions towards Yang An'an, he just kept him immobile like shackles. If Xiao Yang was like Xin Ping...
Ma Fei didn't dare to think too much and sighed,
"Just bandage it."
"No need. Yes." A girl who had been standing next to the table suddenly said.
"Why?"
"It's no longer useful, let's ampute it." The girl said coldly.
"Amputation will make him useless!"
the tall and thin boy roared in a low voice, but even Song Yu dared to ridicule him head-on, but he still did not dare to say harsh words to the girl, so he could only express his dissatisfaction in this way.
"Amputation will make him useless, but if he doesn't, he will die. You can choose for him." The
tall and thin boy struggled for a long time and punched the long table.
soon.
The girl asked someone to carry Xin Ping out of the hall.
Outside, the sun is shining brightly.
But a bloody operation is about to take place.
...
Indoor.
Including Song Yu, no one moved.
Shi Yuanjun looked at the dejected Liang Yan and showed a gentle smile: "Xiao Liang, tell everyone what happened."
Liang Yan rushed back to Qingbei without stopping, and finally killed Xin Ping completely before the capsule failed. When I was sent back, I was already exhausted, but I also knew that I would not be able to rest unless I explained the matter clearly.
"Principal, do you still remember the last time No. 1 Middle School suddenly attacked a storage room?" "
Yes." Shi Yuanjun nodded: "Are you and Xin Ping responsible for monitoring the newly discovered survivor gathering point No. 9?"
"Yes, we camped at a commanding height starting from noon the next day, taking turns to monitor every day. We didn't dare to relax." "Then how could it
be like this?" the tall and thin boy asked angrily.
Shi Yuanjun said: "Tong Bin, don't interrupt."
The tall and lanky man named Tong Bin became angry and stopped talking.
Liang Yan seemed to dare not offend him, and explained to Tong Bin: "We have been monitoring for several days, and those people have never come out, so we don't know how many there are, but it seems that there should be a lot of them in the storage room." Food reserves.
“But just a few days later, two people, a man and a woman, suddenly walked out. "
Oh?" "
I meant to come back and report as soon as possible, and then let the organization decide the next step, but Xin Ping insisted on following those two people."
"If that's the case, it's not your fault. " ”
(End of chapter)