Chapter 283 Feedback Information on Chemical Liquids
"Wai Di... is he completely disabled?"
The fat man looked confused, and tears welled up in his eyes instantly.
Han Shuo also walked to the bedside and looked at Wai Di's haggard face, feeling extremely sad.
Having lost an arm, Wai-di has become disabled. In a world overrun by zombies, such a person would face a significantly reduced chance of survival.
For a true warrior, death is preferable to being crippled...
Han Shuo bent down and gently touched Wai Di's face, muttering to himself.
"From now on, we will definitely protect you..."
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The somber atmosphere lingered for quite some time before the three of them managed to compose themselves.
Han Shuo looked at Xiao Zhao, who looked exhausted, and asked him a question.
"Xiao Zhao, you haven't had a break these past two days, have you? You should go back now. Fatty and I will keep watch here."
"By the way? Where's Shurou? Hasn't she come to relieve you?"
Xiao Zhao's eyes were still sleepy; he was indeed very, very tired.
"Brother Han, Sister Shurou performed the surgery on Wai Di herself. After seeing that Wai Di was out of danger, she went back to study the turbid fluid."
Han Shuo nodded, indicating that he understood.
"It seems that Shurou has not yet fully mastered the technology of purifying turbid liquids."
"However, this technique is indeed complex, and it is quite difficult for her to complete it in four days."
He stopped thinking about it and waved to urge Xiao Zhao to leave.
"Okay, I understand. Xiao Zhao, you should go back and rest now."
"Okay, Brother Han, Brother Pang, I'll come and take your place when I wake up."
Xiao Zhao swayed as he stood up from the chair, said goodbye to the two men, and walked out of the ward.
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For the entire afternoon, Han Shuo and Fatty stayed by Wai Di's side without leaving him for a moment. During this time, medical staff kept coming in to change Wai Di's IV fluids.
Han Shuo had the medical staff re-bandage the fat man's wounds.
His injury wasn't too serious to begin with, and he should be able to walk normally again in a day or two.
Before we knew it, several hours had passed.
The door was pushed open again, and this time, Chen Hai walked in.
He was carrying a stainless steel insulated lunchbox; he had come to deliver food.
"Xiao Shuo, Xiao Pang, you two should eat something first."
As Chen Hai spoke, he took the food out of the lunchbox and placed it on the table next to him.
"Uncle Hai, thank you for your hard work."
Han Shuo gave a simple reply, then picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
The fat man next to him was also starving, and he kept stuffing food into his mouth.
Chen Hai walked to the bedside, looked lovingly at his unconscious brother Wai Di, and his eyes couldn't help but redden again.
At this moment, Li Shurou also walked in from outside.
Her face looked haggard, her long black hair was draped loosely over her shoulders, and she was covered in dirt, as if she hadn't washed herself for days.
At that time, Li Shurou promised Han Shuo that she would master the technology of turbid liquid purification within a week.
Now, time is running out.
So she turned into a workaholic, sleeping only three or four hours a day for the past few days, and spending the rest of her time researching turbid fluid.
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Seeing Han Shuo and the fat man in the ward, Li Shurou yawned and casually greeted them.
"You two are back?"
After she finished speaking, she grabbed a steamed bun and began to wolf it down.
Han Shuo looked up at Li Shurou, then responded while eating.
"Yes, I'm back. The supplies we got this time were pretty good. I'll give them to Brother Yao Nan to exchange for food."
Li Shurou nodded, took a bite of her steamed bun, and went forward to check on Wai Di's condition.
She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the situation had stabilized.
"Wai Di lost too much blood that day and may need another day or two to wake up."
"Yes, Shurou, thank you for your hard work. The nurse has already told us."
Li Shurou didn't say anything to complain. Xiao Zhao had already told her the whole story when he came back.
Wai-di lost an arm, and no one is to blame. Moreover, she has been staying in the underground research institute, so she has no right to complain about anyone.
She is the one who is most at ease.
In order not to make the atmosphere more tense again, Li Shurou changed the subject.
"By the way, Han Shuo, Dr. Lin and I studied those chemical liquids that you asked Xiao Zhao to bring back."
"Oh? How was it? Did those chemical liquids have any effect on the zombies?"
Han Shuo became interested when this was mentioned.
Li Shurou shook her head and spoke.
"Dr. Lin said that there was nothing special about those chemical liquids, and the smell they emitted did not seem to have any effect on zombies."
After he finished speaking, the fat man quickly chimed in from the side.
"Huh? That's not right. The zombies weren't moving at all that day, so how could it not have worked?"
Han Shuo was also full of doubts, so he asked a question.
"Could it be that there are many types of liquids that need to be mixed together to work?"
Li Shurou thought for a moment and continued.
"We can't rule out that possibility. Dr. Lin is still continuing his research, trying to mix different proportions of chemical liquids together to see if there will be any new discoveries."
"However, this kind of proportional experiment is too complicated and takes a certain amount of time."
"I see..."
Han Shuo fell into deep thought, then stopped thinking about it and spoke.
"Alright, since Dr. Lin is doing the research, you don't need to spend too much time on this. The most important thing now is to master the technique of turbid liquid purification."
Li Shurou nodded and began to speak.
"Okay, I understand."
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That night, Fatty volunteered to stay and keep watch over Han Shuo and the other two, sending them back home.
At the same time, a staff member came to the office of Director Yue Zongyang.
"Director, just now, the system showed that someone was exchanging large quantities of supplies from outside for food here."
Yue Zongyang frowned and asked.
"What's your name!"
"Cheng Shenghong is a Level 1 evolved human with genetic traits, and a free man!"
"Cheng Shenghong?"
Yue Zongyang vaguely remembered this name.
He remembered that this person should know Han Shuo.
"It seems that this young man not only informed Qingyu about coming to the zombie city, but also his friends."
"Are they preparing to leave ahead of schedule?"
"Fine, fine. As long as it doesn't cause panic among the others here, let them be."
Although Yue Zongyang had once extended an olive branch to Han Shuo, he only valued the young man to some extent.
Now, a crisis is about to befall the entire underground research institute.
He knew that Han Shuo was the first to receive the news, and for his own safety, evacuating in advance was indeed a wise choice.
Yue Zongyang didn't care about this matter at all.
In his view, if the underground research institute could win the war against the Death Legion, Han Shuo would eventually return.
It's not too late for him to train them slowly later.
Thinking of this, he waved his hand and spoke.
"Alright, I understand. Let them make the exchange. We don't need to worry about this anymore."
"Yes, Chief!"
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