Chapter 469 Contains a large amount of Chinese herbal medicine
Zhuang Chen watched his body stop shaking, then he let go of his hands.
He stepped back and looked at his blood-stained hands, and the heart still beating slightly in the tray.
The chaos around him kept impacting his sight.
"Bang! Bang!"
The knock on the door outside brought him back to his thoughts.
Zhuang Chen raised his eyes and looked at the door, which was a little shaky.
If they pushed him again, he would be pushed down.
Zhuang Chen sorted out his emotions, looked around at the things on both sides and thought about his escape plan.
But in such a closed operating room, there was nothing that could be used.
Zhuang Chen gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes as he looked at the door.
He took out a rope from the side and put it on the handle of the operating room.
After stretching it on the operating table, he did this.
Zhuang Chen pushed open the cabinet blocking the door and quickly returned to the beginning of the rope.
"Hu..."
He took a deep breath, holding the rope tightly with his right hand, and silently counting 3, 2, 1 in his heart.
As soon as the voice fell, his right hand tightly held the rope in his hand.
The handle at the end of the rope was also pressed down, and the door was immediately opened.
The group of zombies outside were caught off guard and fell at Zhuang Chen's feet.
The zombies behind him all fell on the zombies in front of him because of inertia.
Zhuang Chen knew that this was the best opportunity. He teleported over and stepped on the zombies' heads with his feet.
With the help of their bodies, he ran out of this long corridor.
When Zhuang Chen walked smoothly to the empty corridor, the zombies behind him stood up in a mess.
Reacting that he was tricked by Zhuang Chen.
Zhuang Chen ran downstairs without stopping, but found that the corridors below were full of zombies.
"Oh my god."
He couldn't help but complain in a low voice, turned around, opened the door of the corridor and walked to the balcony.
He looked down and found that there was no zombie in the empty corridor.
He could guess that the other zombies were all accumulated in the corridor.
Zhuang Chen supported his hands on the balcony, and sat on the balcony with a little leverage.
He hung his feet outside the balcony and jumped down without thinking.
His feet landed steadily on the ground, and he raised his head to look at the dark mass of zombies.
It was like the waves on the sea surging left and right.
Zhuang Chen hurriedly walked to the Chinese medicine room.
Seeing that the transparent glass of the Chinese medicine room had been smashed by the zombies just now.
The glass shards fell on the ground, and the tables and benches inside were also placed in a mess.
The drawers in the largest medicine cabinet were opened one by one.
Zhuang Chen used his mental power to float his body in the air, looking at the remaining herbs in the drawers.
He found that there were only some medicinal residues left in the drawers, which Zhuang Chen regarded as treasures.
He took out a small bag from his personal space and put them in separately.
His movements were very fast, just as he put the medicinal residues in the last drawer in.
The large number of zombies behind him had already rushed to him.
Zhuang Chen turned around and saw such a scene, and immediately stepped on the table that fell on the ground with his right leg.
He jumped out of the broken glass window.
Just as he was about to escape from here, the mechanical sound of the system sounded in his head, and he was so anxious that he wanted to curse.
[It was detected that a large number of zombies contained a large amount of Chinese herbal medicine in their stomachs.
If the host gets it and plants it in the herb yard, he will get 1,000 points and get a chance to spin the unknown roulette. 】
"I don't know how long it has been since the unknown wheel of rotation appeared."
Zhuang Chen complained helplessly in a low voice, perhaps because he had signed the system's points before, which caused it to deduct other rewards.
Zhuang Chen was about to cross the threshold of the hospital, and he turned around and hid in the dark again.
Seeing the group of zombies rushing over, he could only hide his body above the door.
Stepping on the crack of the door to look at the situation below.
The group of zombies raised their heads, wrinkled their noses slightly, and greedily breathed in the faint smell of blood in the air.
Like a headless fly, it has been spinning at the door.
Zhuang Chen looked down at his chest, where the smell of blood emanated.
"Every time the heart is injured, the recovery speed is extremely slow."
Zhuang Chen sighed helplessly, his fingers tightly clinging to the door frame.
The cold wind outside kept blowing in, and his fingers were numb from the cold.
The heavy door was shaking. If the stalemate continued, he might not be able to hold on any longer.
Zhuang Chen saw that there were no zombies behind the door, so he landed on the ground silently.
"Hmm..."
Because the number of zombies piled up was too large, the heavy door was moved left and right by their impact.
Zhuang Chen, who was hiding behind the door, was hit on the chest by the door.
He covered his heart in agony.
But soon, Zhuang Chen smelled a slight smell of Chinese medicine in this crowded group of zombies.
The smell of Chinese medicine was mixed with the smell of the zombies.
Although it was a bit unpleasant, he was sensitive enough to notice it at the first time.
Zhuang Chen secretly stood on his toes and looked at the crowded zombies with his head.
"Roar..."
Unexpectedly, his figure was discovered by one of the sharp-eyed zombies at the first time.
He immediately knocked away the zombie in front of him, and he stretched out his arms to grab Zhuang Chen's neck.
The long fangs wanted to pierce Zhuang Chen's neck in the next second.
Zhuang Chen pushed his body back flexibly, but the wall behind him blocked his way.
Watching the zombie rushing towards him, Zhuang Chen stretched out his right leg and kicked him in the abdomen.
The body of the zombie rolled like a sandbag and a path appeared in the zombie group.
Seeing this situation, other zombies rushed to Zhuang Chen.
"It seems that we have to kill today."
Zhuang Chen moved his wrists and looked at the zombies rushing towards him.
He swung his arms and attacked them with fists in close range.
The zombie's body was knocked to the ground, unwillingly like a tumbler, and stood up again from the ground.
Zhuang Chen rubbed his nose, because the strong smell of the zombie covered the smell of Chinese medicine, causing him to have no idea now.
He could only temporarily ensure his own safety.
When he was anxious like an ant on a hot pot, his head had no thoughts.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to him and he reached out to touch his hat.
Only then did he find that there was a soft and sticky ball inside the hat.
Zhuang Chen opened his eyes wide in surprise, and he hid from the zombie's attack.
He stretched his right hand back and grabbed the ball.