No matter which night it is, in short, something morally degraded and difficult to say one night should have happened. Liu Yan, this kid, was seriously ill, was young, and was slow, and he didn't realize it from beginning to end.

It was from then on that, Zhou Tingting's psychology gradually collapsed, and the boys who did the matter became more and more bold and unscrupulous because they were not punished, and they were unscrupulous and despised Liu Yan to the extreme, until the end of the tragedy...

I woke up one day in advance, and that thing happened two days in advance... This world of robbery still has the difficulty of automatically adjusting it?

While thinking about it, Zhou Tingting came back with water. She had a few pills in her palm. The water was turbid and had a smell of isatis root.

Swallowing medicine and drinking it all over, Xiao Ling wiped his mouth and whispered to Zhou Tingting: "It's so late, it's too unsafe. Let's go again tomorrow. I'm not hungry at all now."

All obsessions are preserved because of unwillingness and want to change their destiny. To save Liu Yan's obsession, Zhou Tingting is a topic that is absolutely unavoidable.

No matter how the world changes or corrects it, this matter cannot change!

Zhou Tingting looked at Xiao Ling, and before she could speak anything, "Gurugh..." a sudden earth-shaking voice sounded, it was Xiao Ling's stomach.

"Hell!" Zhou Tingting couldn't help laughing, smiling like a flower, "Many people are fine. Keep lying down." He spoke and stood up and walked down the steps.

It is because there are so many people that there are troubles! Xiao Ling wished he could slap his stomach a few times, and his body was so unpretentious! Isn’t this also a relationship of increasing difficulty?

"Wait a minute!" Thinking of this, he suddenly supported his body and stood up, endured the severe pain and limped into the lighthouse.

Since she can't stop her, then...get it out!

There are sorrows everywhere in the tower.

This is one of the few buildings on this hill that can shelter from the wind and rain, and the others are tourist attractions such as pavilions, bridges, cable cars. All the seriously injured numbers are centrally placed here, with several doctors and nurses and volunteers taking care of them.

The broken legs, the missing arms, the body is pierced, the skin is corroded... all kinds of injuries accompanied by wailing and crying.

Xiao Ling used to be the same.

However, according to his memory, in the past or two days, someone would go down the mountain to pick up simple building boards that had not been destroyed and build their own buildings. Although they were not tight enough, they often leaked air. It was better than lying in the wilderness. Although it was summer, it would be a little chill at night.

There are more and more such simple board buildings. In order to occupy a wider landscape, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack; to protect one's own harvest from being stolen and robbed by others; and later it simply demarcated the territory and allowed people to easily cross... The chaotic era on the hill finally came and went further and further on the road of collapse.

Xiao Ling walked into this place obviously not aftertaste of sightseeing.

There are crutches on the edge of the door, which makes it easier for patients to get up and go out to use the toilet.

Xiao Ling unceremoniously picked two suitable heights to cushion under his armpits, "knock" and tried a few steps. Well, the effect is good and it is just right.

Then he came to a male volunteer who was in charge of drip injection. He patted the guy on the shoulder and Xiao Ling said, "Hey, buddy, let's take care of that thing."

The male volunteer who was in his thirties and wearing a white coat but looked particularly inconsistent on his body was shocked and turned his head. When he saw the old-fashioned Hengqiu talking, he was Xiao Ling, who was indeed a little boy. Although he was already seventeen or less, he was less than 1.6 meters tall, and someone believed him.

The volunteer said, "Children's family, who are you calling me? You're so confused! Go back to your position and lie down. It's your turn to get in the water later."

As he said this, he looked up and down at Xiao Ling several times: "It seems that you are almost done, are you going to be discharged from the hospital tomorrow?" There was a hidden threat in his words.

Xiao Ling blinked his eyes and showed an innocent smile. He looked around and lowered his voice: "Brother Zhao, don't pretend. You have been secretly hiding the needle tubes these days, thinking that no one has seen it?"

The volunteer surnamed Zhao was shocked and subconsciously looked at a doctor who was patrolling the bed on the other side of the lighthouse: "You. You..."

Xiao Ling looked at him with a smile.

This guy is now a volunteer. As the situation becomes worse and worse, as reinforcements are confirmed to be unable to arrive, the rescue station at the Lighthouse collapses, and he... changes his career as the most famous black market merchant on the mountain. According to Xiao Ling's remaining memories, this guy started his business as a black market dealer by selling medicine.

Glucose, normal saline, anti-inflammatory drugs, and antibiotics are of course expensive in the doomsday world. But the most profitable one is anesthetics!

A desperate world requires so much drunkenness and dreams, and you need to numb yourself!

And the thing Xiao Ling mentioned naturally refers to anesthetics.

Now is the fourth day of the doomsday. The superficial order is still in operation and has not collapsed to the point where he is unscrupulous and unscrupulous, so Xiao Ling is 90% sure... This guy will act according to his own wishes.

Sure enough, after hearing what he said clearly, the guy's body stiffened and his face twitched for a moment and panicked.

But after all, he was still a little courageous, otherwise he would not have achieved his later status.

He barely suppressed the panic in his heart and said dryly: "Little brother, why can't Brother Zhao understand what you are saying?"

"I don't understand? OK..." Xiao Ling nodded, "Then I will ask Dr. Liang if there are any inexplicable fewer anesthetics I have used recently. I hope the ones you hide will be enough for you to use for a few days..."

If this guy had a long-term vision and had worked hard to be a drug dealer from the beginning, he would have known that the consequences of being exposed meant that all the failure of the calculations would definitely surrender, although there would be revenge in the future;

However, the purpose of this guy's initial purpose of Tibetan medicine was not to sell it, but just because he needed it... that would be easier. Without poisonous ghosts, he would lose his way to the medicine.

"No! No! No!" This guy grabbed Xiao Ling who was about to bypass him, "Brother, brother, I will take it for you now!" He turned around and ran out.

"Give me a seven or eighth trick, it's enough, I'm useful." Xiao Ling said to his back.

Seven or eight! This guy shook slightly, and felt a little painful: "I haven't gotten so much these days..."

Xiao Ling ignored him at all. This level of lying is too clumsy. He walked up and hooked up his shoulders. He was not tall enough, a little awkward, but he was impressed. He leaned into the guy's ear and said, "Don't fool me with fakes, otherwise I'll shake it all!"

The profiteer looked at him sideways, and a thrilling child of thirteen or fourteen said such words.

Xiao Ling was helpless, time didn't wait for anyone. He patted the guy on the shoulder again: "Don't worry, I'm just using it urgently tonight. After today, I won't disturb you..."

I don’t know how useful this truth is. Anyway, the profiteer was muttering to go out. Xiao Ling continued to go in with a crutch and came to the doctor who was patrolling the bed, and squeezed out a red face and sweating profusely, feeling in pain: “Doctor, my legs, my legs hurt so much. Can you get a seal?”

"Call the closure?" The doctor glanced at him wonderingly, "Do you know what it is to closure?"

"I, I play football in school, often..." Xiao Ling lied, glanced at the doctor's face, and suddenly understood Guo Aili: Damn, this guy is not suspicious, but he doesn't know... Oh, no wonder after this place dispersed, several doctors were attracted by major gangs. Only he didn't move. Is his doctor's qualification certificate fake or is it through the back door?

He muttered in his heart, and had to turn his head to the nurse beside him and said, "Sister, please get me a bottle of prednisolone and procaine hydrochloride..."

Fortunately, this nurse is not a parallel product. Although Xiao Ling’s request is a bit strange, the order is very reliable.

She hesitated for a moment, turned around and went to the pharmacy on the second floor, and soon she brought two medicines.

Time is tight, outside the lighthouse, Zhou Tingting and those kids are watching at the door. Xiao Ling has already conducted the plot of "The Legend of the God of Grail", the memories, useful materials, and skills that may be needed. Xiao Ling has already conducted it in the virtual game world many times. Although the plot has not developed as he expected so far, it has not exceeded his preparation range.

He knocked on the medicine bottle with a familiarity, chose a large syringe tube, and sucked the two bottles of medicine, bounced the air, and waved his hand to signal Zhou Tingting to come in.

Zhou Tingting stepped forward curiously and puzzledly, looking at Xiao Ling's skillful movements, she felt that the guy in front of her was not the same person as him: "You, what are you doing?"

It was very simple. Xiao Ling asked her to take the group of people first and walk slowly, and she quickly followed him.

Why is this happening? If not, it will be difficult to hand over if the person surnamed Zhao comes back later.

Zhou Tingting went out in wonder and asked her to leave first.

"This guy has not recovered yet and is limping again. Isn't it a burden to be with us?" Someone muttered depressedly.

"Yes, yes..." Someone immediately echoed.

Zhou Tingting was also confused. She followed these guys slowly out and went down the steps. When she saw a figure hurriedly turning into the lighthouse from the side, she opened her mouth and whispered: "Liu Yan said, he knew that there must be food in a place, and there were still a lot of food..."

While speaking, I wondered: Why did I have to wait until that person comes in before I can speak?

There was something to eat? The group of people suddenly had nothing to say and stopped. The leading guy snorted: "He's better not lying!" He was waiting silently in place.
Chapter completed!