Then, Song Qiang led Hou Ming and his wife, carrying flashlights, and quickly ran up the building.
Meanwhile, the suicide squad sent by the Long Group were frantically searching for food in the building.
They searched almost every room thoroughly.
However, there was very little food available.
Finally, they found some baby formula on the sixth floor. This formula was brought by Lu Yuan from the dimensional space for Hou Ming's wife.
Although their child hasn't been born yet, it's still good for the pregnant woman to drink some milk powder. It can ensure the fetus's nutritional supply and is easier to absorb. Now, Xiaoshan drinks some milk and milk powder every day.
The milk powder wasn't produced in a factory; it was packaged in ordinary foil boxes.
There were no markings on it, and the packaging was extremely simple, unlike anything these people had ever seen before.
When the first person discovered the milk powder, a glint of light appeared in his eyes.
Then, as if seeing a lifeline, they pounced on it.
The people around them also noticed the milk powder and rushed over to grab it.
Because the foil box was not very sturdy, it was torn apart and fell to the ground instantly.
These suicide squad members didn't care how dirty the ground was or whether there was any child's urine on it.
One by one, they rushed to the ground and began frantically shoveling the scattered milk powder into their mouths.
Several cans of milk powder were snatched up in less than half a minute, and those who didn't get any milk powder had bloodshot eyes.
"They have food! They even have milk powder! No! We need food! We have to get some food!"
So the crowd quickly searched the other rooms.
The doors to the rooms were smashed open one by one, and the sounds of debris being smashed echoed throughout the building.
At this moment, Hou Ming's wife was pregnant and had a large belly, making it difficult for her to walk.
After they walked down several floors together, Hou Ming's wife clutched her stomach, her face contorted in pain, and squatted on the ground, unable to walk any further.
Song Qiang's face was full of panic. He looked at Hou Ming's wife squatting in the corner and was at a loss for what to do.
Hou Ming, meanwhile, squatted on the ground, trying his best to comfort his wife.
"We can't rest. There are pursuers behind us. If they catch us, we're definitely going to be in big trouble. Let's grit our teeth and hold on a little longer!"
However, Hou Ming's wife showed a pained expression on her face at this moment. She was clutching her stomach and her face was covered in sweat.
"I can't go on anymore, I really can't walk anymore, my stomach hurts so much, I think I might be about to give birth!"
Upon hearing these words, Hou Ming's face turned deathly pale.
She looked around in a panic, but the building had been abandoned for a long time, with debris scattered everywhere. There was no suitable place to give birth, and she knew nothing about childbirth.
"What to do? What to do?"
Hou Ming looked panicked. He was worried about his wife and afraid of the pursuers below. For a moment, he kept pulling at his hair, not knowing what to do.
Song Qiang, having been through similar experiences, knew that giving birth at this time was extremely dangerous, but he truly couldn't abandon the couple. So he looked around and then spoke to Hou Ming.
"There's a rest room over there, there should be a bed inside. Quickly take your wife in and lie down for a while, every minute counts. I need to call the transport team over right now, otherwise we'll all die here!"
"Okay, okay!"
Hou Ming's mind was in complete chaos at that moment; he had no idea what he should do or what he could do.
So Song Qiang helped Hou Ming and his wife to a lounge. The lounge was cluttered with miscellaneous items, and there was a stained sheet on the bed.
Song Qiang instructed Hou Ming to take good care of his wife, then went over and gently patted the bed sheet twice. He then turned the sheet over, and the other side was relatively clean.
After quickly tidying up, Song Qiang nodded to Hou Ming, who then helped his wife lie down on the bed.
The footsteps downstairs were getting closer and closer. Song Qiang's forehead was covered in sweat. He knew that if they delayed any longer, all three of them would die here.
So he turned around and pulled Hou Ming over. Hou Ming's face was pale and he looked like a helpless child.
"You fucking calm down! This isn't the time to panic!"
Hou Ming tried desperately to calm himself down, but he couldn't. His mind was blank, and he had no idea what he could do.
Hou Ming's wife lay on the hospital bed, clutching the sheets in agony. She clenched her teeth, trying her best not to make a sound, but the pain surged through her body like waves, making it impossible for her to control herself.
Song Qiang slapped Hou Ming's cheeks hard twice, then turned Hou Ming's face back to him.
"Look at me. What you need to do now is to try your best to keep your wife from making any noise, and to help her deliver the baby as quietly as possible. I'm going upstairs right now to call our delivery team!"
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