Everyone was surprised by Tang Ye's ruthlessness, not understanding what he was doing.
But Tang Ye seemed to know their thoughts, and said, "They won't make it."
"What?"
Fear appeared on everyone's face, utterly puzzled.
Why won't they make it?
Tang Ye provided no explanation. His gaze moved from their wounds, landing on a blister on the patient's waist, which was as large as a thumbprint, very shiny, and there was clearly something swirling inside.
Seeing such a large blister on the waist made everyone uncomfortable, as if it were on their own bodies, and they felt an urge to puncture it.
Moreover, the blister was slowly moving towards the upper body.
As soon as Tang Ye touched the patient's body, he smelled the scent of a fellow zombie. It was the smell of decay!
Seeing the patients suffering from such strange diseases combined with the odor of zombies, Tang Ye guessed that they might have been parasitized by some zombie insects.
