Chapter 39 There is no water
Lying on the narrow single bed with her two children, An Ran suddenly felt that she was so happy to have a bed to sleep on. It was rare for her to have such a comfortable life. She never wanted to leave this place in her life.
However, this is not realistic!
After a while, An Ran could not fall asleep because Chen Jiao's son started crying again. An Ran fed him the last bottle of prepared milk, thinking that although there were enough milk powder and diapers here, there was no water.
Hanging on the wall of the operating room is a water purifier with a heating function. However, the water after purification, although not completely black, has a strong earthy brown color. I think the water purification system in the hospital is like this, not to mention the half-baked water purifiers in ordinary people's homes.
An Ran didn't know whether the water source was polluted, but as a modern person, would she dare to drink this yellow and black water? Even if an adult dared to drink it, would she dare to give it to a newborn baby?
So I had to go out and find some mineral water! When An Ran thought of the mineral water, she felt a little dry in her mouth. This uncomfortable state made her a little angry. To be honest, her current state had exceeded her physical limit. The two children kept crying, peeing and pooping. She didn't even have time to close her eyes. She finally fed the two children. After the children fell asleep, she had to go out to kill zombies to solve the survival crisis.
Her daughter, Wawa, can drink her breast milk, but her milk is only enough for Wawa. If there is one more child, it will not be enough. There is no need to find mineral water to make milk for Wawa. Now, because there is Chen Jiao's son, An Ran, who is already exhausted, has to find mineral water for this child.
She is not an angel, born beautiful, kind, gentle and affectionate. At best, she is just an ordinary person with a broad vision. I don’t know what the blind Zhan Lian saw in her and forced her to get married! As a secular person, she will also be realistic and calculating. An Ran will naturally think about the gains and losses related to survival! Not to mention anything else, just because of the existence of Chen Jiao’s son, she now has to do twice as much as she should have done. Taking care of one child is a trivial matter, and now she has to take care of two, not to mention that it is still in the end of the world. Who would not be annoyed if they encounter such a thing as her? Anyone would!
Besides, Chen Jiao's son was not her own, so why didn't Chen Jiao care about him at all? But to be honest, it was fortunate that Chen Jiao's son fell into An Ran's hands. If anyone else encountered such a living situation as An Ran, would they care about the life and death of Chen Jiao's son? They would have thrown the child aside and ignored him.
While An Ran was angry, she silently crowned herself an angel. She still did everything she should do for Chen Jiao's son. She just felt a little bit angry, but what could she do? Could she vent her anger on a child who was only two days old? Of course not, so An Ran had to take the two children out and take them to the fourth floor. She had limited energy, and it was impossible for her to have the energy to take the two children up and down while fighting for a way to survive.
She wanted to return the child to Chen Jiao, but Chen Jiao was hanging on the rain shelter on the third floor, and no one knew whether she was up or down, or if she starved to death on the spot. But wasn’t there a bed No. 17 on the fourth floor where Hu was?
(End of this chapter)