Chapter 279 Burying Grief in One's Heart
With a touch of sadness in his eyes, Han Shuo turned his gaze away from Cheng Shenghong and the others, and quickly walked into the chemistry laboratory.
Soon, he followed the bloodstains on the ground and found Wai Di lying on the bed in a room.
At this moment, Xiao Zhao and Fatty were carefully bandaging Wai Di with tears in their eyes.
As for Wai-di, he had already fallen into a coma; he had lost too much blood.
Han Shuo stepped forward to check the situation and asked worriedly.
"How is it? Has the bleeding from his severed arm stopped?"
The fat man turned around and shook his head.
"No, we've done our best to bandage and treat the wound, but we still can't completely stop the bleeding."
Looking at Wai Di, whose face was ashen, Han Shuo knew he couldn't delay any longer.
Although genetically engineered humans are several times stronger than ordinary people, this injury is simply too severe.
If the bleeding continues unchecked, then Wai-di may never wake up from his coma.
With this in mind, Han Shuo decisively issued the order.
"Xiao Zhao, hurry up and drive the armored vehicle over. We have to get Wai Di back to the underground research institute. Only there can we save him!"
"yes!"
Xiao Zhao wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, then ran straight to the location of the armored vehicle outside.
Han Shuo gently picked Wai Di up from the bed and walked to the door to wait quietly.
Seeing the severed arm outside, he thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Fatty, go and retrieve Wai-di's severed arm. The underground research institute has complete medical facilities. If you get back in time, maybe this left arm can be reattached to Wai-di."
"good."
The fat man limped over and picked up the severed arm, then found a clean piece of clothing in the next room and carefully wrapped it up.
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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Soon, Xiao Zhao drove the armored vehicle over. Fatty quickly opened the passenger door, reclined the seat, and once everything was ready, Han Shuo secured the unconscious Wai Di to the passenger seat.
He turned his head and glanced to the side, where Cheng Shenghong and his men were digging a pit not far away.
They were going to bury their three brothers who had died here.
"Sigh~".
Han Shuo sighed and spoke to Xiao Zhao.
"Xiao Zhao, you drive Wai Di back first. Remember to adjust the return route a bit, otherwise you might run into Wang Bahu and his gang if you take the original route."
"Brother Han, I understand. I will work day and night on the road and I will definitely rescue Wai Di."
At this moment, Han Shuo turned around and saw the fat man beside him. Without thinking, he continued to speak.
"Oh, right, take Fatty back with you too, he was bitten badly by a zombie earlier."
"I don't!"
He had barely finished speaking when the fat man quickly retorted.
“I’m not going back. I’m going with you. My legs aren’t very mobile right now, but I can still fight with a gun.”
"I know you're planning to visit that military base again on your way back. Take me with you; I still have a use for you."
Fatty didn't want Han Shuo to go to the military base alone with Cheng Shenghong and the others.
He vaguely noticed that Han Shuo's complexion was also somewhat poor, and he was genuinely worried that his brother might have suffered internal injuries during the battle with Wang Bahu.
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Han Shuo frowned, looking at the reluctant fat man, and fell into deep thought.
"Yes, it is indeed not appropriate to let Xiao Zhao take care of the two wounded."
"If they encounter a crisis on the road, Xiao Zhao can still carry Wai Di and abandon the car to escape. At that time, the fat man with mobility issues will probably become a burden to Xiao Zhao."
Thinking of this, he waved his hand and said helplessly.
"Alright, alright, Xiao Zhao, you can just go. Let Fatty come with me for now. There are more of us here, so it will be easier to take care of him."
The fat man was overjoyed when Han Shuo agreed to let him stay.
He hurriedly ran to the armored vehicle and handed Wai Di's severed arm to Xiao Zhao.
"Take this and go back to Shurou to see if she can reconnect Wai Di."
"good!"
Without wasting any more time, Xiao Zhao nodded to the two men, started the armored vehicle, and drove off into the distance.
After watching Xiao Zhao leave, Han Shuo didn't say anything and turned back into the chemistry lab.
He picked up the supply boxes along the way and carried them out the door bit by bit.
Because of his injury, the fat man couldn't lift the large items, so he had to go back into the warehouse to help pack the loose goods on the shelves.
After an unknown amount of time, Han Shuo returned to the warehouse, panting heavily.
"Cough, cough."
He coughed lightly twice, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and, despite his discomfort, picked up the two large boxes from the ground again.
Seeing that Han Shuo's complexion was getting worse, the fat man asked him a question with concern.
"Why are you sweating so much? You don't look well either. Are you alright?"
"fine."
Han Shuo responded without turning his head and continued transporting the goods in his hands.
As he piled the boxes back outside the chemistry lab, he suddenly felt dizzy and couldn't hold back any longer, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Then, he stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Brother Han!"
Just as Han Shuo was about to fall, Cheng Shenghong stepped forward and helped him up.
They had already buried the three dead men.
Looking at the blood on the ground, Cheng Shenghong asked worriedly.
"What happened? Are you hurt?"
Han Shuo opened his eyes slightly, smiled, and shook his head.
"No, it's nothing. I think I just suffered some internal injuries. It's nothing serious. I'll just sit down and rest for a while."
"It's not a big problem, but you vomited blood!"
Cheng Shenghong quickly helped him to a sheltered spot to sit down, and felt a pang of pity when he saw Han Shuo's haggard face.
"Yes, I have lost my brother, but isn't the child beside Brother Han also on the verge of death?"
"Besides, Brother Han also regards my brothers as his own. He was able to endure his grief and pull himself together, so why should I continue to be so despondent?"
"At this moment, Brother Han had already collapsed from exhaustion, but I was still immersed in resentment and sorrow."
"My constant despondency is definitely not what my three dead brothers would want to see..."
Thinking of this, Cheng Shenghong's eyes brightened again.
He buried his grief deep in his heart, determined to cherish the people before him even more...
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"Brother Han, you should rest well. Leave the rest to us!"
Cheng Shenghong nodded solemnly to Han Shuo, then got up and led his brothers to move the goods.
"Brothers, wipe away your tears, we still have a long road ahead of us."
"Yes, boss!"
Han Shuo smiled as he saw everyone regain their spirits.
He was afraid that this incident would cause Cheng Shenghong and others to become completely demoralized.
This is absolutely the most deadly thing in the apocalypse.
The greatest way to remember the deceased is to continue living well with those around us.
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