Listening to the words of the soldiers, the ice face of the season is still calm.

She shook her head slightly and said, "I'm going in."

With the consent of the soldiers, the two entered the city of Hama without the protection of the soldiers.

The city is full of sadness, dead and full of sadness.

Seasonal ice and dragons walk the quiet streets.

Every house closed its doors and windows, and occasionally someone opened the window and stretched out a hagmorious waxy yellow face.They looked at the two men, and their eyes were insensitive.

They had long been forced to accept the truth, and they knew that soon they would end their lives like the dead women.

Zhuang Long felt, he said, "They are the people who have been abandoned by the world."

Ji Dingbing's eyes drifted from the peeping cheek, and when she heard Zhuang Long's words, she said, "So here we are."Seasonal ice near the dragon, whispering, "We did not abandon them."

This is a bit sensational.

The man with the tongue could not hear the man who touched his nose.

He said, "This speaks as if we were so high, with God."

“If God were a woman, the world would be mad.”

The two people ridiculed the lively atmosphere and gradually penetrated into the city center.

“We’ll stay at this hotel tonight.”

In front of them is an eight-story building.

Hama City is not rich, and the best hotel in the city is not luxurious.People go to the city empty, the hotel door is wide open, there is no guest.The two did not pay for food and accommodation, and one chose a clean house to live in.

In the evening, they ate some cans and went out of the hotel together.

They need to take the time to collect the blood of the infected person.

They were lucky to meet a 13-year-old girl.The little girl could not hold it, and she sat on the lawn of her doorstep, looking up at the season of drinking ice and the dragon, without speaking.Seasonal ice wearing isolation clothing, she looked at the little girl's desperate and numb eyes, impatient.

She opened the bag on her back, found two pieces of chocolate from the inside, and handed it to the girl.

The girl stared at the chocolate for a long time before she held out a sore hand and took the chocolate.She peeled a piece, ate half of it, and suddenly cried.The season of ice is a little helpless, Zhuanglong looked at the seasonal ice, went to a quiet place.

The ice squatted down in front of the girl.

“You’re crying, does it hurt?”Seasonal ice as much as possible in English, speak slowly, trying to make the girls hear clearly.

The girl seemed to understand, and her mouth called like a father.

Seasonal Ice thought, she was probably thinking of her father.

The ice sighed and sat down next to the girl.The girl finished the chocolate, while speaking the language of X country, while waving her hands, trying to express their meaning.Season ice stared at her movements for a long time, and finally, she asked tentatively, "You are asking, we are here, what are we doing?" 」

The girl did not know that the season of drinking ice did not understand her words, she nodded her head, and she did not shake her head.

Seasonal Ice said, "Doctor."She pointed to herself and said, "I'm--a-doctor."When she saw that the girl did not understand, she took out a syringe from her bag.She made a blood drawing in front of her arm, and she wanted to tell the girl that she was a doctor.

But the girl misunderstood what she meant.

The girl took the initiative to hand her hand in front of the seasonal ice, she pulled up her sleeves and said something that the season ice did not understand.

Although I don't understand it, the season of drinking ice guessed the girl's meaning.

She let herself, draw her blood.

Seasonal ice requires a girl’s blood, and in fact, the more blood samples she collects, the more beneficial it is to the study.She took a tube of girl's blood and said, "I--need—more."

The girl looked at her.

Seasonal ice with the blood drawn needle, patiently compared several times, the girl finally understood.She suddenly reached out and pointed to a gaseous building in the distance.

“Is there someone in there?”Seasonal ice.

The girl understood what she meant and nodded her head.

Farewell to the girl, the season to drink ice and the dragon, to the three-story building of the ocean.

They rang the doorbell politely, and presently out of it came a woman in her forties who was dressed as a servant.The woman looked at them and asked them about their identity in pure American English.

Seasonal Ice and Zhuanglong explained their identity.

I heard that they were virus experts, and the woman was in front of her eyes.

She warmly invited two people into the house.

When she entered the house, the woman said, “I haven’t been infected yet, but my lady is infected.”She locked herself upstairs in order not to infect me."The woman looked upstairs and said, “We are not X-nationals, we are A-nationals.”You know, there are a lot of homeless orphans here, and the young lady wants to set up an orphanage here, and she decided to visit it for herself."

The woman bowed her head and said in a sad tone, "How do you know, the lady's luck is so bad..."

Seasonal ice some admire the young lady, and some sympathize with her.

She was doing something good, and as a result...

“We want to take a tube of her blood, do you see, is it convenient?”

The woman hesitated and nodded her head.

"I'll talk to the lady."

The woman went upstairs to ask the young lady's opinion, and Zhuanglong and Jishu Bing ice were waiting downstairs.

But in a few minutes the woman came downstairs, and she said, "The lady agreed."

“All right.”

The two followed the woman upstairs, all the way, the woman was talking to them, "Miss has been infected with the virus for two days, yesterday the body began to have a high fever, today's face has a sore."Miss is a beautiful person, so don't be surprised if you see the lady later."

“Understood.”

Push open the door, drink ice and run for the dragon one after the other.

On the round bed lay a thin girl, covered with a white silk quilt and a long golden hair on the pillow.As the woman said, she was very beautiful, and in order to cover the sores on her face, she covered a towel on her face.

It only shows a pair of light blue eyes.

The girl should be very young, although her skin looked a little dark yellow because of the torture of the virus, but the girl's eyes around her eyes, there are no wrinkles.

Her left arm was placed outside the quilt, and her sleeves were raised to her arm, revealing a thin arm.

Zhuang Long put his bag on the side of the bed, he looked down at the girl, said in a gentle voice, "I will draw you a tube of blood, you can rest assured, not very painful."

The girl looked at him silently.

A moment later, she nodded, "OK."

Zhuang Long sat down, just removed the one-time blood needle bag, saw the girl's eyebrows wrinkled.

He: “...”

This has not begun to draw blood, the needle has not yet been pierced, she began to be afraid.