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Zhang Zhihao didn't say a word and had someone follow me into the conference room.
The table in the conference room is large enough to seat two people.
After they put the unconscious guy on the table, I started examining him. I initially thought he was just unconscious, but upon examination, I discovered that his heart had stopped!
I panicked and started performing CPR on him.
But when I pressed on his chest, I found something was very wrong.
He looked up and saw that his palm was covered in blood!
I frowned, pulled open his shirt, took a bottle of water from the side and poured it on his chest. I saw a small wound on his heart. When I pressed it, blood came out of the small wound.
I put down the water and said to Zhang Zhihao, who was standing next to me, "He's dead."
Zhang Zhihao's expression changed.
At this point, everyone else disbelieved me after hearing my words. One of them even grabbed me and said, "Impossible! He was talking to us in the car just now! Nothing happened to him, how could he be dead! You're kidding me, aren't you!"
When Fei Lichao saw them attacking me, he stepped forward, grabbed the guy's arm, and threw him to the ground.
Others seemed to come up, but Zhang Zhihao stopped them with a single sentence.
"Stop it, all of you! What are you doing?! Get out of here!" Zhang Zhihao roared at them.
The group of people looked at Zhang Zhihao with apparent fear. Zhang Zhihao's eyes gleamed with ruthlessness, and no one dared to meet his gaze. But no one went out.
"Wasn't I clear enough? Get out, all of you!" Zhang Zhihao roared again.
The group of people didn't stay in the meeting room; they all reluctantly left.
Zhang Zhihao's expression softened, and he asked me, "Brother Lu, what happened? He was just talking to me in the car, how could he suddenly be dead?"
I glanced at the body and said, "He had a small wound on his chest. Something must have shot into his heart. The shards might not have hit any vital organs while he was in the car, but something must have gone wrong when he got out of the car. In the past, we might have been able to try, but now I'm helpless."
Zhang Zhihao bit his lip and nodded repeatedly, his face expressionless. He said, "Brother Lu, thank you. Then please go and take a look at the other person."
"Hmm." I turned around and walked to the other person.
At first I didn’t recognize him, but when I got closer I realized that this dirty-faced guy was actually Fan Bin!
Fan Bin, who used to be terrified of zombies!
I stared at him, unsure of what to say for a moment.
I didn't waste any time. I glanced at his hands and then lifted the tattered clothes covering them. I was stunned when I saw the condition of his right hand.
Not only me, but Fei Lichao and Sister Jing were also shocked.
Because of his hands, and his forearms, more than half of them were devoid of flesh, leaving only scarlet bones!
Even if there was meat, it was just scraps of meat stuck to his bones, making him look grotesque and frightening.
"Ah!" Fan Bin screamed in agony at this moment, his cry extremely pitiful.
Zhang Zhihao came over and asked, "Brother Lu, what should we do?"
I said, "There's no other way; amputation is the only option in this situation."
Upon hearing my words, Fan Bin panicked and angrily exclaimed, "No, no, no! I don't want an amputation! I don't want an amputation! My right hand is still there! There's still flesh on it! It can definitely recover!"
I looked into his eyes and said, "There's no way to fix it."
Fan Bin stared, his eyes filled with tears, "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! It'll definitely grow back! I don't want to have my leg amputated!"
“If you don’t have your leg amputated, you will die,” I said.
"Even if I die, I don't want my limbs amputated!" Fan Bin shouted at me.
I wasn't angry. After all, he was a patient in my eyes at that moment. No one wants to have their limb amputated, but if they don't have it, they will die! What would you choose?
Zhang Zhihao grabbed Fan Bin and said, "Listen carefully, if you don't have your leg amputated, you will die! If you really want to die, I can grant your wish right now!"
"I...I...I..." Fan Bin looked into Zhang Zhihao's eyes, lost his temper, and became aggrieved, crying out, "I don't want amputation, please, I don't want amputation, please heal me! I don't want amputation!"
Fan Bin's emotions were very unstable at the moment. I opened the first-aid kit next to me, took out a sedative, drew it out with a syringe, and then expelled the remaining air from the syringe. I said to Fei Lichao and Zhang Zhihao, "Hold him down and don't let him move around."
"No! Please! Please! I don't want my leg amputated, I don't want it!"
Despite his shouting and yelling, Fan Bin couldn't withstand the combined attacks of Fei Lichao and Zhang Zhihao.
After they subdued him, I gave him a sedative.
A moment later, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Zhang Zhihao asked, "Brother Lu, what do we do next? Do we really have to have an amputation?"
I turned to look at him. "Don't tell me you want to watch him die?"
Zhang Zhihao shook his head.
I started preparing the things needed for the amputation, and then said to Fei Lichao, "Old Fei, go find two clean knives, and then heat them over a strong flame for ten minutes until they are very hot!"
Fei Lichao hurriedly went to prepare.
There is a gas stove and a cooking stove in the dormitory. We took them from the cafeteria and put them here for convenience.
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