The office is not big, and there are more than a dozen people working on the office on weekdays. Wang Yao is placed flat in the middle of the office, on two desks put together.

The flashlight was raised high by Julie and shone down, leaving a halo in Wang Yao's chest.

"What do we need to do?" Jesse said with concern on the side.

"Look."

The penetration injury is located in the middle of the chest and the tongue pops out. Wang Yao is not unresponsive. At the critical moment, he moved several centimeters to avoid the attack of the alien. It would have pierced the heart.

The blood holes with thick and thin fingers, and the surrounding tissues are swollen, blocking the wound and avoiding excessive blood loss. However, a large amount of blood stasis is left in the chest cavity, and it is a big problem not to deal with it in time. The body's self-cleaning ability cannot handle so much. These blood stasis can cause inflammation, high fever, and even sepsis.

The wound showed no sign of healing. In just a few minutes, Wang Yao's self-healing ability was not enough to quickly recover from the penetration injury.

Wang Yao was in a coma, and his perception of the outside world was minimized. Xiao Wu also moved very quickly, and with a stroke of his tentacle, he cut a blood mark through the wound.

Wang Yao, whose face was pale and his eyes were closed, his eyes were unconscious, frowned.

A large amount of dark red blood oozed out, mixed with small minced meat, and flowed on the table below.

There is no clean water to clean the wound, but Wang Yao's body does not need to worry about symptoms such as infection.

"Syringe, push into the neck."

Xiao Wu issued instructions casually.

"How to use it?" Jesse picked up the syringe with both hands, trembling as if it would fall off at any time.

"You go. I'll do it." Julie plugged the flashlight and took it to the syringe. "I... have seen a patient in the school infirmary, where are you slaughtering..."

"Neck. Injection."

Julie froze: "You're not wrong, are you?"

"Cervical bones, the most important thing to heal themselves." Xiao Wu gently squeezed the chest cavity to expel blood stasis. Wang Yao was lucky. His tongue avoided the internal organs and important cervical vertebrae and passed through the chest cavity.

It did not mention what happened to Wang Yao's neck bone.

Xiao Wu's tone was very relaxed and felt by the four surviving people, and his emotions gradually stabilized. When they thought, Xiao Wu was so calm. Obviously, the crisis had been eliminated.

They didn't know that Xiao Wu had always been like this, even if he was dead.

Julie gritted her teeth and did it. Fortunately, Wang Yao did not have any adverse reactions and still looked unconscious.

At this time, Xiao Wu also cleared most of the blood stasis, and the black blade passed by. He cut out a slender wound, and tentacles penetrated it, clearing out the dirt in his chest.

The black blade disappeared, and the two tentacles retracted their right arm along with the body. After a moment, only one eye and mouth appeared on the right shoulder.

Xiao Wu and Wang Yao are one, prospering and losing together. Wang Yao is weak and clearly teleports to it. It needs to reduce consumption. Reducing body shape is a good way.

There were still some remnants left in his body, but Wang Yao's self-cleaning ability was enough to deal with it.

“I need clean fabric for bandages.”

Julie was stunned and was about to take off her tight vest stained with blood.

"That doesn't work, the weak state virus will invade. This is the office. Find a shirt to use."

Julie suddenly realized, turned to the wardrobe by the wall, found a sweatshirt, tore it into strips, and helped Martin to help Wang Yao raise his upper body and wrapped around the wound.

At the wound, dark red blood quickly penetrated and spread. Fortunately, it reached a certain level and stopped spreading.

"When will he wake up?" Martin lay on his desk, his face almost against Xiaowu's eyes on his shoulders.

"Stay away from the addict." Xiao Wu showed no mercy and drank Martin back in disappointment: "I don't know. Jesse. You chew the chocolate and dried fruits one by one and feed them to Wang Yao."

"I..." Jesse held the flashlight, his eyes wandering and dared not look directly at Xiao Wu, hesitating.

"I'll do it." Julie volunteered again, and Cote, who was guarding the door, turned around and shrugged, not caring.

Seeing that Julie took the initiative, Jesse breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiao Wu's eyes gradually disappeared into her skin, leaving only a mouth. It further showed the seriousness of the situation, but no one knew about it.

"Martin, you use your flashlight to find food and water in the office."

Julie quickly tore the chocolate packaging apart and stuffed it into her mouth. While chewing, she kept tearing another piece and stuffing it in again, chewing it hard.

The sweet and sweet chocolate on the taste buds impacted Julie's nerves, making her unable to control her desire to swallow. The blonde woman, whose clothes were stained with blood and her hair was messy and embarrassed, forced herself to hold back her ** and almost pounced on Wang Yao, lifted her mouth and printed it on her, pried her teeth open to her tongue, and passed the sticky chocolate over little by little.

More than ten seconds later, Julie left, licked her lips with unfulfilled feelings, and savored the taste of chocolate in her mouth.

When they were in the cabin, they just drank some beer and didn't eat until now. Everyone was exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Martin refused to give up and continued searching in the office, but he really found a bottle of mineral water. Before he could hold it, he was snatched by Cote and threw it to Julie and asked her to feed Wang Yao.

"Don't do this, we are friends." Martin was helpless, he was thirsty.

"Wang Yao is also a friend, and he is seriously injured."

"Okay..." Martin had no choice but to be two-thirds of the water bottle left, Xiao Wu asked Julie to stop feeding water and distribute it, so that everyone could moisten their throats.

"It's not enough." Xiao Wu suddenly said such inexplicable words.

"What?" Several people looked at it strangely.

"Wang Yao still needs to eat."

Martin was embarrassed: "But I've searched all of them, I can't find them..."

"No, there is still." Xiaowu's eyes turned around and swept across everyone, and finally placed them on Jesse.

"One of you, Wang Yao trusts Cote the most. So I can't move Cote and his lover Julie. Julie has been busy taking care of Wang Yao in previous observations. Martin is only a little stronger than you, but his wonderful ideas may help. Only you are useless."

Jesse took a step back with a faint look. For some reason, her heart was filled with unknown information.

"You are cowardly, afraid of death, and poor physical strength. You are the easiest person to die. Instead of letting you die worthlessly in the mouth of the hosting creature, it is better to contribute yourself and let Wang Yao recover."

"Maybe there is no need to do this!" Cote vaguely guessed Xiao Wu's plan, and quickly stood up and said, "It's really not possible. Each of us gave some blood..."

"Blood? Too little. Even if all of you add up, there is not enough blood." Xiaowu interrupted Cote and said creepy words. The deeper meaning is that it killed Jesse not for blood, but for consumption.

"This is absolutely not possible!" Kurt was furious and furious. Eat people?!

"You have no choice, and the hesitation ends up dying here. Pull all mankind to be buried with you." Xiao Wu's tone was plain.

"No matter what, this is absolutely not possible!" Cote shook his head and refused to agree.

"You have no choice."

Xiao Wu did not ask for advice, but informed him. In an instant, his tentacles stretched out and flew towards the faded Jesse.
Chapter completed!