Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Thud… Plop…

fell heavily to the ground, and the scene fell into a brief silence.

Zhang Su and Pang Dakun were tense, holding electric shock devices, worried that this big guy might suddenly jump up and attack people. After about half a minute when they saw 003 remaining motionless, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Zhang Su and Pang Dakun drop their guard, everyone gathered around.

“Brother Su, what’s with this big guy anyway? Could it have been created by the Cyan Dragon Corps?”

Liu Tianji asked curiously as he walked up to 003, extending a finger as if to poke it, but hesitated.

Zhang Su shook his head: “I don’t know if it’s a mutated zombie or artificially modified… Uh, you guys bring over the box truck where this thing is being held, hang those iron cables on its collar, they’re electrified!”

Previously, Zhang Su discovered the clues while observing secretly and, after hearing the Cyan Dragon Corps talk, understood the key to controlling 003.

“I see, that’s why!”

Everyone suddenly understood, some were surprised that this big guy would sit inside the truck obediently; after all, it was still a zombie, not an intelligent weapon, and it turned out to be paralyzed with a weak electric current all along.

“Also, tie those guys up tight and lock them up!”

After instructing them, Zhang Su walked towards Wangshan Inn to check on the injured.

As Zhang Su entered the inn courtyard, he heard groans of pain and followed the sound to find the guest room. Upon pushing the door open, he found Zhong Xiaoshan extracting a bullet from Yang Wenjie who lay on the bed.

To facilitate Zhong Xiaoshan’s operation, Yang Wenjie was wearing only underwear. The warm room was not a concern for her catching a cold; the intense pain made her clench her fists, occasionally letting out a groan, sweat trickling down her forehead.

Mo Qianlan and Yu Qing were there assisting. Both looked very disheveled, Yu Qing had a bloody scrape on her forehead, but compared to Yang Wenjie lying on the bed, it was much better, no time to clean it up.

When they saw Zhang Su enter the room, just as they were about to greet him, he signaled them to be quiet.

Guo Dachao leaned over at the bedside, gently caressed Yang Wenjie’s forehead, encouraging her softly.

“Hold on a little longer, almost there, it’s done!”

Clink!

A bullet was extracted by Zhong Xiaoshan and tossed onto the floor, she immediately began treating the tissue burnt by high temperature.

“Nurse Zhong, Wenjie has lost so much blood, what to do, what to do?”

Guo Dachao stayed by her side, holding Yang Wenjie’s hand tightly, anxious as there’s no way to transfuse blood, since they don’t even know if their blood types match!

Yang Wenjie lay on the bed, her shoulder bloodied, with the bed long stained.

After the bullet was removed, she felt slightly relieved, her face almost colorless, only the lips showed a faint redness, breathing weakly, almost as if her breath was barely hanging on.

“Here, eat this!”

Zhong Xiaoshan had no time to comfort Guo Dachao’s emotions. She took out a grayish object from the medical box, unseen by all, cut about a fifth of it with a knife, and handed it to Yang Wenjie.

Yang Wenjie had no mind to see what Zhong Xiaoshan was giving her, struggling to open her mouth.

Zhong Xiaoshan directly stuffed the zombie thalamus into her mouth.

“That… what, sister-in-law, what kind of medicine did you give to Wenjie?” Guo Dachao stared blankly at Zhong Xiaoshan.

“A type of genetic drugs!”

Zhong Xiaoshan’s face was serious, she didn’t know the effect of the thalamus, it was all based on Zhang Su’s verbal description, and she was extremely nervous.

Turning around, she saw Zhang Su standing aside, giving him a worried look.

“Dachao, don’t worry, this is a biological genetic drug developed by Dr. Fu, it has miraculous effects on various injuries, you’ll be amazed!”

Upon hearing Zhang Su speak, Guo Dachao realized he was there, hearing it was developed by that quirky doctor put his mind at ease, nodding: “Hope it’s okay, hope it’s okay… Sister-in-law, shouldn’t we bandage Wenjie?”

The gory wound lay open, very shocking.

“No need for now, observe it. Rest assured, Wenjie won’t be in life-threatening danger!”

Zhong Xiaoshan tidied up the medical box as she spoke to Guo Dachao: “Take good care of her here, I’ll go treat other injured people, and come back later to check!”

Even if the zombie thalamus is ineffective in treating gunshot wounds, still, one must have faith in success, and positively console the patient’s family, that’s the professional ethics of medical personnel.

Even if the outcome can’t be changed, at least make the process less painful.

Snap Snap.

Zhang Su patted Guo Dachao’s shoulder, wanting to say some comforting words, but his eyes suddenly widened, pointing to Yang Wenjie’s shoulder, “Look, Dachao, look, granulation is growing, it’s done, your wife will be fine, rest easy!”

Zhong Xiaoshan and the others gathered behind Zhang Su to look at Yang Wenjie’s shoulder, the miraculous scene left them dumbfounded.

In the hideous wound, granulation tissue grew visibly at astonishing speed, the strange phenomenon akin to scenes in a sci-fi movie, appearing so unreal, giving everyone goosebumps!

Even Zhang Su, who had seen it before, was amazed deep down, gunshot wounds differ greatly from the cuts Fu Weijun made with a small knife, which only injures the dermis and epidermis, but the wound coverage here was extensive, yet it healed, incredibly baffling.

“My goodness!”

Mo Qianlan raised a hand to cover her mouth, shaken to the core.

Yu Qing was also stunned, her mind full of shock as she looked at Zhong Xiaoshan, seeming to ask, what on earth was that drug?

Guo Dachao’s mouth hung open, though he hadn’t married Yang Wenjie, the bond between them was forged in shared life and death since the apocalypse, stronger than many marital relationships, seeing her wound rapidly heal, he was overwhelmed with indescribable emotions.

“So itchy… Dachao, I’m feeling hot, my shoulder is so itchy!”

Yang Wenjie felt abnormal, hot all over with intense itching at the gunshot site, unfortunately, as her hands were bound to the bed earlier to prevent her from struggling, she was unable to reach to scratch.

“It’s okay, it’s okay, Xiaojie, the drug has taken effect, the wound is healing, hold on a bit longer, don’t move the wound, it’ll be better soon, very soon!”

Guo Dachao alternated between a serious and smiling demeanor, his expression unable to maintain control.

“Now that the drug is working, it’s fine, Dachao, soon you’ll need to get some food, wound healing consumes a lot of energy, take good care of your wife, we’re leaving, Xiaoshan still has other injured to treat.”

Seeing the condition of Yang Wenjie’s wound, Zhang Su felt reassured, leaving Guo Dachao’s room with the others.

“Who else is injured?”

Closing the door, Zhang Su asked.

Walking along, Zhong Xiaoshan said: “Aunt Liu from United Village was too miserable, a bullet went through here (gesturing to her head), killed instantly, Xiaowu was shot in the thigh, hopefully, the bone is alright, even if there’s an issue… let’s wait and see. Xiaoxue was shot once, luckily blocked by her petrifying skin, but probably has some internal injuries, I saw traces of blood at the corner of her mouth, Master Jia also got shot, glanced his waist, clearly not injuring internal organs but needs treatment, others are minor injuries.”

“Brother Su, Sister Shanshan, earlier… what exactly did Xiaojie eat?”

Yu Qing was full of curiosity, couldn’t help but ask. As a chemistry teacher, she had some knowledge of chemical compositions of many drugs, she’d never heard of anything that could make a wound heal so quickly.

In her view, Yang Wenjie’s rapid wound healing had defied natural limits, almost scientifically impossible!

“I don’t know, ask him…” Zhong Xiaoshan shrugged, glanced at Zhang Su.

“Don’t ask, knowing too much isn’t beneficial.”

Zhang Su shook his head, it didn’t bother him, but not everyone was unbothered, this secret needed to be kept by as few people as possible.

Upon hearing Zhang Su, Yu Qing pursed her lips slightly, feeling Zhang Su was just unwilling to reveal the secret, which was quite normal, such remarkable things required appropriate protective measures. If not harboring ill intentions, one should be committed to guarding this secret and not asking further.

The treatment process took some time, Zhang Su didn’t stay the whole time, after a brief visit, he went to attend to his tasks.

However, before Zhang Su could learn where the Cyan Dragon Corps members were being held, he heard Wang Xin yelling at the mountain gate, saying something about not allowing entry, indicating visitors had arrived!

“Damn it, tonight’s really buzzing!”

Zhang Su was particularly angry, after painstaking calculations, his side still suffered casualties, he was planning to interrogate the Cyan Dragon Corps prisoners but someone showed up at the door, annoyingly bothersome.