Chapter 87 Xiao Zhao Escapes Danger

"What a lousy name! Damn it, I hate that I couldn't kill her with my own hands to avenge Xiao Zhao!"

The fat man leaned back in his chair, panting, his eyes filled with resentment.

After half a night of struggling, the three finally managed to rescue Xiao Zhao and get him out of danger.

“I want to kill him with my own hands even more than you do! But ever since she found us, we’ve only heard her voice, but we haven’t seen her anywhere.”

The one-eyed woman wasn't stupid; she knew the three of them had guns. After discovering that the hostage had been rescued, she kept trying to break through towards Han Shuo's blind spot.

As long as they can't find you, they won't have the chance to fire!

"Han Shuo, let's turn around. I have to kill that damned woman today!" The fat man got angrier and angrier as he thought about it.

"There are too many zombies. We can get in, but we can't get out! It's not worth trading our lives for hers!" Han Shuo remained calm and continued driving into the distance.

"Yeah, don't be impulsive. She might already be dead in the mouths of zombies."

While checking Xiao Zhao's injuries, Li Shurou tried to persuade the fat man.

Fat people are great in every way, except they can be a bit impulsive sometimes.

"If that old hag dies in a horde of zombies, that would be too easy for him."

"Don't worry, even if she gets lucky and manages to escape, she'll be dead the next time we meet!"

Han Shuo stopped dwelling on the one-eyed woman and secretly made a vow in his heart.

"How is Xiao Zhao doing?" Han Shuo asked.

"He is seriously injured and is currently in a semi-comatose state. His life is in danger."

As Li Shurou spoke, she tried to lift Xiao Zhao's legs so that he could lie flat on the car seat.

Just as she touched Xiao Zhao's left leg, Xiao Zhao suddenly woke up and shouted.

"Ah! Legs!"

Only then did the three realize that Xiao Zhao's left leg had been broken...

"Damn it, why did they go so far!"

Tears welled up in the fat man's eyes, and soon they streamed down his face.

"Xiao Zhao, how are you feeling now?"

Xiao Zhao had long been their friend, and seeing his friend suffer like this, Han Shuo felt very distressed...

"Cold...I...I'm so cold..." Xiao Zhao said softly.

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Zhao, you're safe now."

Han Shuo quickly turned the car's heater to its maximum, hoping to alleviate Xiao Zhao's cold with the warm air.

"Is...it safe...now? It's so good to have you all."

As soon as Xiao Zhao finished speaking, he fell into a coma again.

"Shurou, hurry and save Xiao Zhao! He's fainted again!" The fat man was very anxious.

"I'm watching. Don't worry, I'm here, I'll definitely cure Xiao Zhao!"

Li Shurou took out many bottles and jars of medicine from the medical kit.

"Fatty, help me take off Xiao Zhao's clothes."

"good."

Soon, the two carefully removed Xiao Zhao's clothes.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Han Shuo saw the crisscrossing wounds on Xiao Zhao's body, and those wounds caused him a pang of pain.

Unbeknownst to the two, Han Shuo secretly shed tears. He didn't speak, nor did he disturb Li Shurou, who was treating Xiao Zhao at the time...

The fat man didn't speak either, he just kept sobbing...

Li Shurou first took out alcohol to disinfect the wound, and then took out a bottle of medicine powder and gently applied it to Xiao Zhao's wound.

After the wound was treated, Li Shurou spoke.

"Fatty, help me remove the gauze."

The fat man quickly handed over the gauze.

"Scissors!"

The fat man handed over the scissors again.

Li Shurou's eyes were bright, and her hands moved extremely quickly. In no time, she had finished bandaging all of Xiao Zhao's wounds with gauze.

Then, she took out a syringe and continuously transferred the liquid from several small vials into a large infusion bottle.

After finishing, he handed the IV bottle to the fat man.

"Fatty, find a place to hang it on the car."

"good."

The fat man reached out and took the IV bottle, hanging it on the handle next to the roof of the car.

Soon, with the help of the car's interior lights, Li Shurou started an IV drip for Xiao Zhao.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief after doing all that.

"Phew! Don't worry, everyone, Xiao Zhao should be out of danger."

"Great!" the fat man shouted excitedly.

"Thank you for your hard work, Shurou."

With Xiao Zhao out of danger, Han Shuo finally felt relieved. He trusted Li Shurou's medical skills; since she dared to say that, it meant Xiao Zhao was truly alright.

With proper care in the future, Xiao Zhao will surely recover completely!

"By the way, Shurou, Fatty's arm is also injured. Could you bandage it for him again?" Han Shuo had been tense all night, and it was rare for him to show a slight smile.

"Are you injured? How did you get hurt? Is it serious?"

As Li Shurou spoke, she examined the fat man's arm wound.

"It's nothing serious, I did it myself." The fat man gradually calmed down.

"You're doing it yourself? Are you torturing yourself again?"

As Li Shurou spoke, she took out alcohol, medicine powder, and bandages again and began to treat the fat man's wounds.

The fat man's wound wasn't serious, and it wasn't too complicated to treat.

"What? What self-harm again! Fatty, have I ever self-harmed? Huh?"

"You don't actually have masochistic tendencies, do you...?"

Li Shurou had heard Han Shuo mention it before, but she always thought Han Shuo was joking.

Today, when I heard Fatty say that he did it himself, I immediately glanced at him with a suspicious look.

"I'm so wronged. I've given so much, yet people suspect me of having a special fetish."

The fat man, feeling indignant, rubbed his eyes with his hands, and sure enough, he managed to rub out a few tears.

He truly deserves to be called the best actor in the apocalypse!

"Alright, it's bandaged up. Fatty, you be careful too, don't get the wound wet for the next couple of days."

Li Shurou gave a single instruction, then ignored the fat man and continued to stay by Xiao Zhao's side.

"Okay, okay."

"Han Shuo, let's find a place to camp after dawn. Xiao Zhao's fractured left leg hasn't been treated yet. I don't have any suitable tools here. I need to find some splints to immobilize it."

"good."

Han Shuo gave a simple reply. In fact, even without Li Shurou's reminder, Han Shuo would have found a new base after dawn.

Xiao Zhao's injury requires a long period of rest; staying in the car like this all the time is definitely not a good idea.

...

As night deepened, the fat man relaxed and soon collapsed to the side, falling asleep. The aftereffects of the stimulants were slowly beginning to show.

Han Shuo and Li Shurou didn't sleep for most of the night.

Xiao Zhao's wound was still bleeding, and Li Shurou would change the gauze for him from time to time. When the IV fluid ran out, she would replace it with a new bottle.

Han Shuo drove aimlessly; he was in a very bad mood that day…

Xiao Zhao was seriously injured, and the fat man would be weak for several days due to the aftereffects of the stimulant.

The road to the underground research institute is still very long.

But even so, Han Shuo will not give up!

No matter how difficult things get, he will do everything in his power to protect everyone's safety!

One car, four people, struggling forward into the distance...

Moving forward...