"Why did you take the knife for him? He's the one who harmed us!" Xiao Hu's cries were like sharp knives piercing Lu Zhaoming's heart.
This kid's got carried away with his emotions!
Lu Zhaoming took a deep breath, trying to suppress the complex emotions surging in his heart.
He knew that now was not the time to explain; saving lives was the priority!
He crouched down and carefully examined Liu Feng's injuries.
The dagger was deeply embedded, and blood was still gushing out.
“There is still hope, but we need to find medical resources immediately.” Lu Zhaoming’s tone was low and left no room for doubt.
He must remain calm; only by remaining calm can he find a solution to the problem.
"Medical resources? Where are we supposed to find them in this godforsaken place?" Xiao Hu was still agitated, but there was a glimmer of hope in his voice.
"When I came here, I think I saw an abandoned hospital not far away. Maybe we can find some useful things inside," Mouse Bro, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly said.
This guy can be useful in crucial moments.
"An abandoned hospital? Is that reliable?" Lu Zhaoming frowned.
"Let's try anything, there's no other choice now." Brother Mouse shrugged.
“Okay, Brother Mouse, lead the way, we’ll be there right away!” Lu Zhaoming made a quick decision.
"Wait, what about my brother?" Xiao Hu hesitated.
"Don't worry, I'll carry him!" Lu Zhaoming said, bending down to carry Liu Feng on his back.
"Brother Zhaoming, I..." Liu Feng weakly tried to say something.
"Don't talk, save your energy!" Lu Zhaoming interrupted him.
The group quickly left this place of trouble.
Before leaving, Lu Zhaoming glanced back at the dagger on the ground. "Lin Shuang, you'd better pray that Liu Feng is alright, otherwise, I'll make you pay the price!"
On the way to the abandoned hospital, Lu Zhaoming didn't rest either. He asked Lao Ma to help him gather more information about Lin Shuang.
"Old Ma, what's Lin Shuang up to lately?" Lu Zhaoming asked.
“Brother Ming, this Lin Shuang is no simple character. She seems to be secretly conducting some transactions recently. I don’t know the specifics yet, but I’ve heard that she seems to be in contact with some wandering merchants,” Old Ma reported.
"A wandering merchant? Do you have any clues?" Lu Zhaoming pressed.
"I'll try my best to inquire, but those wandering merchants are elusive and hard to find," Old Ma said, somewhat troubled.
"Just do your best." Lu Zhaoming nodded.
He turned to look at Xiaohu and solemnly promised, "Xiaohu, no matter the cost, I will save your brother."
"Thank you, Ming-ge," Xiao Hu said, his voice choked with emotion.
An abandoned hospital, eerie and terrifying.
Dust and cobwebs were everywhere, old medical equipment was scattered on the ground, and an unpleasant smell filled the air.
"This place is really awful," said Brother Rat, covering his nose.
"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and find something usable," Lu Zhaoming urged.
He activated the resource analysis function of the "Doomsday Judgment System" and began scanning the entire hospital.
"Beep! Available medications detected: antibiotics, hemostatic agents, anesthetics..."
The system notifications kept ringing out, and Lu Zhaoming was overjoyed.
"There's one here!" He ran towards a room.
The room was filled with all sorts of medicines, but most of them had expired and were ineffective.
"System, help me filter," Lu Zhaoming commanded.
"Beep! Screening complete. The following medications are available:..."
With the help of the system, Lu Zhaoming quickly found the medicine he needed.
"Next is the surgery, but..." Looking at the rusty operating table and the dilapidated medical equipment in front of him, Lu Zhaoming was at a loss.
"Can this thing still be used?" Brother Mouse looked at the old, worn-out ventilator with a doubtful expression.
"Let's give it a try," Lu Zhaoming said, and began to disassemble other equipment, trying to find usable parts.
With his systematic knowledge and hands-on skills, he repaired the critical components bit by bit.
Time passed second by second, and Lu Zhaoming's forehead was covered with beads of sweat.
Finally, after much effort, he actually managed to fix the ventilator!
"Damn, Ming, you're a genius!" Mouse exclaimed.
"Don't praise me, hurry up and help!" Lu Zhaoming said irritably.
Under Lu Zhaoming's direction, the surgery proceeded smoothly.
He carefully removed the dagger from Liu Feng's body, then disinfected it with antibiotics, stopped the bleeding, and stitched up the wound.
Time seemed to stand still, and the only sounds in the room were Lu Zhaoming's busy figure and the sound of the ventilator running.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Zhaoming finally let out a long sigh of relief.
"Phew...It's done!"
Liu Feng is out of danger, but he is weak and needs to rest.
When Liu Feng woke up, he weakly grasped Lu Zhaoming's hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Brother, I'm sorry... I couldn't keep my principles..."
Lu Zhaoming shook his head: "This is not your fault, it's Lin Shuang who is too ruthless."
He unfolded Ghost Hand's map, pointed to the red dot marked on it, and said firmly, "This time, I will completely destroy her plan."
The map is covered with red dots, like hidden dangers.
Lu Zhaoming's eyes were icy cold; he had made up his mind to completely thwart Lin Shuang's conspiracy.
He turned to look at Brother Mouse and Old Ma, and said in a deep voice, "Next, we need to make a good plan."
However, just when everyone thought the crisis was over and they could finally catch their breath, Old Ma practically tumbled in, his face looking like he had just returned from the brink of death, covered in black ash from who-knows-where.
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