I frowned slightly, a hint of surprise in my eyes, and asked, "He hasn't turned into a zombie yet?"
Zhang Lincai nodded nervously and said, "That's right, almost ten hours have passed and he still hasn't turned into a zombie. Moreover, I just checked and he's still breathing, which means he's not dead!"
I'm a little confused about what's going on.
Zhang Lincai said, "Why don't you go and take a look?"
I said, "Okay, I'll go check on her later, but I need to get my little sister to sleep first. She's been through too much fright lately, and she'll be very scared if I'm not around."
Zhang Lincai nodded and said, "I understand, I get it. Anyone who goes through these things will be a little devastated. You should take care of your sister's matter first. Anyway, I don't think there will be any problems with Zhang Jianzhou. I've already had someone keeping watch at the door. When you go there, you can just go in directly."
I said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go take a look then."
After finishing this matter, Zhang Lin left.
I went back into the room and saw that my younger sister had gotten out of bed, wearing pajamas, and was standing in front of the window.
She looked out at the pitch-black night and the now quiet town center, her eyes filled with confusion.
I looked out the window. When I came in earlier, it was daytime, and there were quite a few people in the town center. It was very lively. But now, at night, the town center is almost deserted, with only patrolling people watching from below.
The town conference will last for three days; today is only the first day, and there are still two days left.
By then, I should have already left this place.
"Why are you up?" I asked.
My younger sister looked out the window at the night view and asked me, "Brother, where is this?"
I said, "This is the central town, located near Sanyang City."
The younger sister asked, "Is it far to go home?"
I thought for a moment and said, "It's quite far."
The younger sister said, "Brother, I want to go home."
I stroked her head and said gently, "Going home would be a bit troublesome. I'm currently living in a research institute in the suburbs of Mingzhu City. Once things stabilize a bit, we'll go back. The research institute is my home now."
The little girl's eyes were filled with tears as she said, "But I want to go home and see my family."
I know why she wanted to go home so much—she wanted to try her luck and see if she could find her parents, but so much time had passed, and nobody knew if she could find them.
They may still be alive, or they may already be dead; finding them is truly difficult.
But I still said, "Okay, I'll go home with you in a while."
My little sister rested her head on my chest, and then slowly reached out to hug me.
...
Around 12:30, my younger sister fell asleep again. This time, Sister Jing was with her, and I could go check on Zhang Jianzhou's condition.
I left the house and came to the door of the infirmary on the second floor. I saw a young-looking guy sitting at the door, dozing off. After I arrived, I didn't wake him up. I quietly opened the door of the infirmary and went inside.
The room was pitch black, so I took out the flashlight I had prepared beforehand and went to the bedside.
Zhang Jianzhou lay on the hospital bed in the same state, bound to the bed with ropes, completely motionless. If it weren't for his continued breathing, he would have looked like a dead man.
I shone a flashlight on his face and could clearly see his eyes moving violently; he was very likely dreaming.
I didn't think about whether he was really dreaming. Instead, I went to the foot of the bed, lifted up his trouser leg, and stared at the teeth marks on his calf. It was obvious that the teeth marks were made by a zombie. Otherwise, they couldn't have been made by a living person.
However, it's not impossible. After all, so much time has passed. If Zhang Jianzhou had really been bitten by a zombie, he would have turned into a zombie long ago. But he hasn't changed at all. So, it's highly likely that the bite mark was made by a living person.
The key question is, who the hell would be so bored as to bite his calf?!
Is this guy crazy?!
I examined the gunshot wound on his waist. The wound wasn't infected or inflamed, and the recovery was going quite well. His cardiopulmonary function was also healthy. Overall, Zhang Jianzhou was indeed still alive; he just hadn't woken up yet.
But looking at him, I hesitated.
I remember when I was at Tiande Pharmaceutical Company in Hangzhou, I shot him about four or five times. He should have been dead then, but he's still alive and seems to be doing quite well for the past six months. I really don't know how he survived.
Could it be that someone saved him at that time?
I really don't understand.
To confirm whether he was really Zhang Jianzhou, I lifted up his shirt and looked at him. After seeing the four or five gunshot wounds on his body, I was certain that he was the Zhang Jianzhou I knew.
Just as I was wondering what was going on, I took a flashlight to the bedside. When the light shone on his face, I saw that his eyes were open.
Damn it!
Is this for real?!
The moment the flashlight beam shone on his face, his eyes opened.
Immediately, a coughing fit followed, and Zhang Jianzhou began to cough violently. Unfortunately, he was bound by ropes, so he was in great pain.
I saw his foreign head, and after he coughed up some blood, his condition stabilized.
Then, he seemed to wake up and asked in confusion, "Where...where am I?"
Hearing his weak and feeble voice, I was pretty sure that this guy was still alive, and probably wouldn't turn into a zombie.
Although I don't understand why, at least he's alright, and I can ask him what the teeth marks on his calf are.
I took two steps back with the flashlight and said, "This is Central Town. You're in the infirmary."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianzhou breathed a sigh of relief, his tense emotions easing. He said, "Central Town? That's great! I'm not dead! I'm not dead."
However, not long after he finished speaking, he seemed to feel something was wrong with his body and said, "What's wrong with me? Why can't I move? Who tied me up? Hurry up, can you untie the ropes on me? I'm in a lot of pain!"
Instead of untying the ropes, I asked, "You were bitten by a zombie, I'm afraid to untie you."
"I was bitten by a zombie? When?"
I frowned and said, "There are teeth marks on your calf, probably from a zombie bite."
Zhang Jianzhou seemed flustered and asked, "How long have I been bitten?"
(End of this chapter)
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