Chapter 337 Successful Escape
"Huff, huff, huff..."
Han Shuo, breathing evenly, carried the man in white and ran forward for a few more minutes.
Along the way, he kept looking around, trying to find a way to stop the blood from dripping from the white-clad man's body.
There was nothing useful nearby, but soon he spotted several houses ahead.
Overjoyed, Han Shuo quickly ran over.
Soon, he arrived at the nearest house, identified the door, kicked it open, and rushed inside.
The moment he rushed in, he was startled; by sheer coincidence, there was a zombie right behind the door.
Han Shuo headbutted the zombie, knocking it to the ground. Before the zombie could even get up, Han Shuo drew his Tang sword and ended its life.
The next second, he ran into a room that looked like a bedroom.
Upon entering the room, he threw the unconscious man in white, who was on his shoulder, onto the bed, then grabbed the blanket from the head of the bed and quickly wrapped him up.
The best way to stop the bleeding from the white-clad man's wound is naturally to bandage it.
However, Han Shuo obviously didn't have the time at the moment, so he could only choose this simple and crude method to temporarily create a barrier.
After he wrapped it in a blanket, he dared not linger in the spot.
He hoisted the man in white onto his shoulder once more, smashed the bedroom window, and ran out of the house.
It only took him a dozen seconds from start to finish.
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At the same time, Han Shuo heard the horde of corpses approaching from behind. After confirming that there was no more blood dripping from the ground, he quickly continued running into the distance.
"Hopefully this method will work."
He muttered to himself, then glanced at the white-clad man whose shoulders were wrapped up like a rice dumpling.
After thinking for a moment, he pulled the blanket open a little with one hand, leaving a gap in the blanket.
Han Shuo was genuinely afraid that if he wrapped the man in white too tightly with the blanket, he would suffocate him.
And so, he used the houses in front of him to block his view and gradually disappeared into the distance.
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Half a minute later, the horde of zombies chasing from behind finally arrived.
The zombie horde swallowed up the house where Han Shuo had just been standing in an instant. Then, they slowly stopped and gathered around the house.
Here, a large amount of blood from the man in white was left behind.
These zombies mostly act on instinct; they are attracted by the smell of blood in the house.
After finding no blood on the ground ahead, they stopped chasing.
However, a small number of the more sensitive zombie beasts instinctively continued to chase after the remaining bloody scent in the air.
However, Han Shuo had already disappeared from their sight by this moment.
In addition, a gentle breeze was blowing today, which soon dispersed the lingering smell of blood in the air.
After these ghoul beasts chased for a while and completely lost their target and direction, they returned to a state of aimless wandering, just like the zombies from before.
Having rescued the man in white, Han Shuo finally escaped safely from this place...
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Before we knew it, the sun on the horizon rose higher and higher...
Since the sandstorm subsided a few days ago, the weather has become hot again.
At this moment, before noon, the land was already covered by temperatures exceeding 30 degrees Celsius.
On a narrow path, a weary figure was walking slowly forward.
After completely shaking off the pursuing horde of zombies, Han Shuo did not rest on the spot.
Just to be on the safe side, he carried the man in white and continued walking forward for a very, very long distance...
By this time, he was already drenched in sweat.
Looking at the blinding sun in the sky, Han Shuo slept and muttered to himself.
"This awful weather is unbearably hot."
"Moreover, it's not only hot but also very stuffy, it feels like it's about to rain."
He casually wiped the sweat from his forehead and checked on the white-clad man in the blanket as he walked.
"His breathing is very weak, and his body is very hot, but thankfully, he hasn't died yet..."
Han Shuo shook his head with a wry smile. He hadn't expected his escape to be so complicated.
Everyone else, after the zombies flooded into the underground research facility last night, quickly ran outside through the escape tunnels, and then... nothing happened.
But he was different. Whether he was inside or outside, a lot of strange and unexpected things happened.
"Sigh, I'm so tired. I should have known I wasn't so curious. If I had just left with Fatty and the others last night, I'd probably be sound asleep by now."
Han Shuo, who usually doesn't like to complain, couldn't help but complain several times today.
Because he felt that his luck was really bad.
He even began to wonder if he was the protagonist of some novel, since wherever he went, a whole host of messy and troublesome things awaited him.
This journey was incredibly exhausting for him.
At this moment, he had not only experienced a great battle, but had also not slept for a day and a night.
He's so tired right now, so very tired...
Nevertheless, Han Shuo dared not rest. He had to find a relatively safe place as soon as possible and then quickly bandage the wound on his shoulder.
If this drags on any longer, the man in white might really die...
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Fortunately, perseverance pays off. He carried his heavy load for another hour and finally saw a checkpoint by the roadside.
"Hahaha! Finally, I have a place to rest."
Han Shuo was overjoyed. He quickly put away his tired expression and walked over.
After confirming that there were no zombies nearby or inside, he carried the man in white directly to a room on the top floor.
After placing it on the sofa, Han Shuo quickly tore apart the blood-stained blanket.
At this moment, the man in white had completely lost the demeanor of a master.
He lost too much blood, and his face, which should have been deathly pale, was covered by the blanket and turned redder than a monkey's bottom.
His body temperature was too high, so Han Shuo didn't dare to be careless and pulled up the blanket to fan him.
Only after the white-clad man's body temperature had dropped somewhat did he step forward to check his injuries.
What he saw startled him.
He saw the huge wound on the white-clad man's right shoulder that almost extended to his heart.
Han Shuo couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.
"Holy crap, this is serious, how come they're still alive?"
The next second, he quickly dumped all the contents of both backpacks onto the ground.
One was something he picked up along the way, and the other was given to him by Qingyu.
Perhaps the man in white was not destined to die, because among the many items, Han Shuo actually found a large bundle of bandages and some hemostatic powder.
He spent so much time with Li Shurou and learned a lot about emergency treatment methods.
With his less-than-skilled technique, Han Shuo expended considerable effort to apply medicine to the man in white and bandage all his wounds.
After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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