Chapter 42: Difficulties
It was really difficult.
First, I tried to save the child, but after I saved the child, he had nothing to eat or drink. Now, even the knife in my hand has become blunt.
An Ran stood in the intensive care unit, looking at the fruit knife in her hand that was almost useless, and sighed. Without the knife, would she be asked to tear the zombies apart with her hands? This was not a TV drama about the anti-Japanese war.
However, even though the fruit knife in her hand was about to break, An Ran was still reluctant to throw it away. After all, it was still a knife! She put the fruit knife away, put it in her pocket, walked through the NICU, and came to the front door of the NICU. An Ran checked here.
When she entered the blue light room, it was because the sliding door of the blue light room was not locked and could be pushed open from the outside. Of course, there was also a switch inside that could open the door without manpower. Similarly, there was such a switch in the intensive care unit.
An Ran went back on time, fed the baby and Chen Jiao's son, then ran to the operating room, picked up the tweezers she had found earlier, and returned to the door of the intensive care unit. She opened the heavy door, holding a pair of tweezers in her right hand and a rolled fruit knife in her left hand, and quietly huddled in the corner waiting.
She originally wondered if she could find an operating room and use a scalpel as a weapon. After all, compared with fruit knives, scalpels are of better quality. But apparently, all the operating rooms in this hospital are on the top floor. Even if a caesarean section is required, the mother has to be pushed from the third floor to the operating room on the top floor for the caesarean section.
What would be in the neonatal department? In addition to common medical tools such as tweezers and scissors, the only sharp weapon An Ran could find was probably the needles in the intensive care unit, and they were the smallest and thinnest needles!
So if An Ran wants a scalpel, she has to at least get rid of all the zombies on the top floor, but it is difficult for her to even get out of the fifth floor now.
Medical scissors are a sharp weapon, but after killing so many zombies, the weapon has become a consumable. An Ran has to use it sparingly. Since she has tweezers, she will try her hand with them first. As for the needle, she decided to go back and practice the secret book "Xiao Li's Flying Needle" hard. She would see if she could use a flying needle to kill zombies after practicing for ten or eight years. When she is in her seventies or eighties,
The quality of the tweezers seems to be better than that of the fruit knife. After all, they are medical tweezers, and they are the longer ones. They are made of precision steel and have sharp tips. They can be used as a killing weapon. And a fruit knife only costs a few dollars? Not even as expensive as tweezers.
An Ran's fruit knife had a bent blade, and if she continued using it it would probably be completely scrapped. She thought she had to wait until the critical moment. She was holding the fruit knife to save her life, so she naturally had to use it sparingly now.
The intensive care unit was located at the other end of the corridor on the fifth floor, in the opposite direction of the blue light room. When the door opened, only a slight sound was made, which attracted several zombies nearby. Before they could even shake into the door, they lost their target and scattered because there was no sound in the air.
An Ran in the corner breathed a sigh of relief, slowly walked out of the door of the intensive care unit, stood at the end of the corridor and looked around, locked onto a baby basket and a large backpack next to several zombies, and then quietly moved over.
(End of this chapter)