Translator: transcendentwings
More and more zombies poured into the pharmaceutics warehouse. The squad couldn’t see them, but the impact behind the door panel was growing stronger and stronger and they could clearly feel it when they pressed against the door.
Beads of sweat slid down Song Fei’s face. He glanced anxiously at Qi Yan, who was still surveying the surroundings outside the prescription retrieval window, inquiring: “It still isn’t okay?”
As soon as Qi Yan heard that, he realized that they couldn’t hold on any longer.
The corridor wasn’t peaceful, although it was much better than the situation beyond the window and the medicine storage room, but. . . forget about it, they could only take the risk!
“Get ready,” Qi Yan fixedly looked towards his companions, “Just charge out as soon as the door opens, don’t pay attention to anything else, as long as we rush out!”
The three of them remained silent, but they all responded with conviction in their eyes.
Qi Yan approached the security door, took a deep breath, then placed a hand on the handle.
The three of them exchanged glances, then abruptly removed their strength at the same time, dashing towards the security door like bolts of lightning!
With the absence of an obstructing force, the wooden door panel was thrown to the ground with a guang and the zombies collapsed in a heap like a pyramid while, on the other side, Qi Yan had already pressed down on the door handle!
The moment his companions reached the door was the exact moment that Qi Yan had flung the door open as well, these two actions connected seamlessly!
Wang Qingyuan took up the vanguard position, Luo Geng was second, Song Fei was third, and Qi Yan brought up the rear, yanking the anti-theft door closed upon his departure!
Perhaps there was a mutant who could open the door among the zombies in the room, Qi Yan could only pray that they would unlock this talent later.
The hallways of the hospital smelled of disinfectant all year round. Even now, after the hospital had been shut down for more than twenty days, the scent still lingered in the air. Coupled with the long corridors unique to hospitals, red crosses illuminated by the bleak moonlight could be spotted everywhere as well as zombies dressed in white coats.
Unluckily enough, the sound of the security door opening once again stimulated their nerves.
Fortunately, their little unit was swift enough. Wang Qingyuan, who was at the helm, dodged two elderly zombies like a peerless master, while Luo Geng barreled three young zombies dressed in white coats that were already stained scarlet with blood over like a bull. The four-membered squad had already left the main zombie team occupying the hallway behind in the dust.
Most importantly, they didn’t need to break through the entire passageway, they only needed to bulldoze through half of it, just up to the middle of the lobby on the first floor where the revolving door. . . volving door. . . door. . .
Why were those three zombies still running in circles in the wings ah!
What’s more, there were more than a dozen patients in the lobby just watching them circle around ah!
Is your leisure time truly so tasteless ma!!!
Wang Qingyuan’s footsteps halted suddenly and Luo Geng couldn’t brake fast enough, making him crash right into the other’s back.
Resisting the severe soreness on his nose, Luo Geng strangled his reflexive exclamation.
However, it was too late, the footsteps of the previous sprint still echoed throughout and the dozen or so zombies who had been watching the “carousel” pop-up ardently, turned their heads one after another.
In the bleak hall of the university hospital, thirty or so eyes blinked owlishly at each other, creating a spectacular sight.
Their hairs stood on end and their scalps turned numb. They were only having a stare-off yet the four of them already felt a sense of apprehension where they would be skinned and eaten alive.
A cacophony of messy and heavy footsteps resounded from behind, reminding them that the road ahead was blocked and the path behind was also a dead end!
The dozen or so zombies before them finally reacted and howled abruptly in unison. Because there was no tacit understanding between them, the yowls kept coming and going, but this made it even more horrifying and frightening.
Even someone as calm and steady as Wang Qingyuan couldn’t help trembling and the zombie who was furthest away from the revolving door, but closest to them had even lunged over already!
“This way—” Qi Yan’s voice instantly cut through the air and he, himself, had already disappeared through the French doors that were ajar obliquely ahead at a speed faster than his voice could travel!
The three companions followed immediately.
As soon as Song Fei, who was the last one, slipped in, Qi Yan swiftly slammed the floor-to-ceiling glass doors shut, however it was still one step too late and that zombie who wanted to pounce on Wang Qingyuan had already squeezed half of its body through and just so happened to be caught in the gap of the door!
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Qi Yan’s kick hit solidly and the opponent’s waist and hips fully received the force as its entire body was booted out the door roughly!
The glass door slipped shut from the momentum of the zombie flying out and Qi Yan drew his makeshift mop-spear and inserted it into the handle at lightning speed. However the zombie infantry was still on a rampage and the metal rod of the mop-spear actually revealed signs of slowly becoming bent.
In the guangdang guangdang noise of the door being rammed, Qi Yan pressed against the door using his shoulder to press on the mop-spear while he shouted at his BF: “Hand me a rope!”
Without attaching a name, Qi Yan could guarantee that Song Fei would be aware that he was calling for him because in order to save space in their backpacks, of the entire team, only Song Fei had a rope packed away.
But just like the previous calls for help, no one heeded him.
Qi Yan became anxious as he whipped around furiously, finally unable to hold back an expletive: “What the f*ck are you guys doing!!!”
The three companions in the midst of battle froze suddenly, but then quickly recovered and continued to fight.
Song Fei jabbed the metal chopsticks into a zombie’s face, temporarily restraining the opponent’s attack, finally able to take time to explain to his BF: “I really want to help you, but as you can see it’s also hitting me with it’s IV bag ah!!!”
It was only then that Qi Yan noticed that they had entered a large infusion room with five rows of single sofa chairs on each side divided by an aisle in the middle. An LCD TV was hung directly in front of the sofa and there was a glass bookcase next to the window. By making use of the moonlight, one could see the bold words text on two sheets of A4 paper—“For shared reading only, please do not remove”.
There were only five “patients” in the entire infusion room, and two of them had already been knocked down. The reason why they could be identified as patients was because they were all dressed in casual clothing and the one that was fighting with Song Fei was directly wielding its IV bag in its hand as a weapon, although it was unknown how it was going to use that to engage in combat. When Qi Yan saw it, the infusion line and the needle were still in their original positions where the line was connected to the IV bag as it should and where the back of the hand should be pricked was as so.
Wang Qingyuan knocked down a second zombie. After seeing that they were all about to become 1V1 comrades, he didn’t choose to come to any of their aids, instead, he swiftly ran behind Song Fei, unzipped the other’s backpack, fished out the rope, and snapped back around to provide support to the situation at the door!
Watching Wang Qingyuan dash towards him with the rope at hand, whatever grievances from the distant past were all erased and he only felt that this was his dear relative ah!
On this side, Wang Qingyuan helped Qi Yan tie the handles, while on that side, Song Fei was blocked by the sofa, lost his balance and ended up falling directly into the sofa seat.
The zombie leapt on him, opened its mouth and gnawed on Song Fei’s face without pause!
Ka!
The teeth crashed into his protective goggles.
As if realizing something, the zombie renewed its attack and aimed directly for Song Fei’s neck!
Song Fei was prepared for a long time now and stabbed the other’s forehead with a chopstick!
This strike was still unable to pierce all the way through the brain and only opened up another hole on the zombie’s face. The latter howled and raised its IV bag up high, the force exerted was so violent that the infusion needle attached to the back of its other hand was yanked out, soaring upwards.
Song Fei was startled and quickly leaned back against the backrest of the sofa and watched as the thin needle swung before his eyes.
In the next second, the IV bag was brought down!
Song Fei didn’t even bother with the chopsticks anymore and kicked the opponent away with one swing of his foot.
The zombie fell over backwards and fell heavily onto the ground. The IV bag dropped from its hand and burst with a pa, the sharp glass shards splashed onto the floor like glacial crystal flowers emitting a chill bathed in moonlight.
The zombie struggled to stand up. Song Fei peered at the surgical tape that was left behind on the back of its hand, glanced at the wreckage of the IV bottle on the ground, and then stared at its bloody face with a chopstick inserted halfway in and honestly wasn’t sure whether he should admire it or break down in tears—the other was already so sick that it shouldn’t need to work so hard ba!!!
The zombie’s movements were already sluggish and Song Fei knew that it would be sufficient to just deal the final blow with the scissors by his waist, but on the other side, Luo Geng was pinned against the window sill by a tall and bulky zombie, life and death would be decided in an instant!
Song Fei gritted his teeth, gave up the one before him, slipped the scissors free and sprinted towards Luo Geng, aiming straight at the back of the zombie’s head, that was pressing against him, with a wave of the scissors!
After all, scissors couldn’t compare to metal chopsticks, it’s cross-section was too wide so it was hard for Song Fei to plunge it in further beyond one inch.
But it wasn’t like it provided no help at all.
The ambushed zombie let go of Luo Geng, turned around and clutched his shoulder!
The zombie’s physique wasn’t inferior to Zhao He’s at all. Before Song Fei could react, he was already caught and thrown backwards!
Song Fei didn’t know where he was going to land and could only protect his head subconsciously.
Guangdong!
Huala—
Song Fei only felt that his body had crashed into something heavily and then he fell solidly onto the ground. He felt a burst of dizziness and his entire body throbbed in pain. Reason told him to get up from the floor, but the instructions from his brain couldn’t be transmitted to his body. In the end, he could only watch helplessly as the zombie bent down again, grasp his shoulders and head straight for his defenseless neck with its bloody maw. . .
Two flashes of a cold glint!
Song Fei felt the pressure on his shoulders disappear in an instant and his body fell over backwards rapidly, but he ultimately didn’t tumble back onto the floor, rather he was supported by someone.
Two zombies collapsed onto the ground.
One was the zombie attacking Song Fei, which was dealt with by Luo Geng’s army knife, and the other was the zombie with the metal chopstick stuck in its face, which had staggered over and was wiped out by Qi Yan coincidentally.
The two put away their weapons and rushed to Song Fei’s side simultaneously.
Luo Geng anxiously asked: “You’re okay ba!”
Qi Yan hurriedly took off his mask in a fumbling manner.
The sudden large amount of fresh air cleared the cobwebs from Song Fei’s mind and his five senses finally returned to normal. It was only then that he saw the shards of glass scattered all over the floor.
Enduring the soreness in his neck, he turned his head with great difficulty and looked beyond Wang Qingyuan’s shoulder, who was supporting him, and caught sight of the shattered bookcase panels that he had smashed.
Unlike tempered glass, which breaks into small particles with rounded edges when broken, the bookcase was installed with ordinary glass so now the floor was covered in sharp fragments of varying sizes.
No wonder he was in a daze for such a long time just now. He was terribly fortunate that he didn’t bloody his own d*mn head!
Uh, at least he thinks it shouldn’t be wounded ba.
Song Fei lifted his hand with some trepidation and touched his head gingerly.
The slight pinpricks of pain stung like he was repeatedly pricked with a needle, the feeling was vivid and clear.
Song Fei’s heart skipped a beat as he tentatively felt the crown of his head, the back of his head, anyway, as long as he investigated every inch of his head. What frightened him was that every spot was painful when he pressed on it. His face paled, but he didn’t dare to make a sound because Qi Yan’s face was terrifyingly dark.
F*cK, why did he feel as if he had committed a crime and couldn’t hold his head up high when he was the one injured ah!!!
“Seriously, how are you?” Luo Geng was extremely anxious. Song Fei came over in order to save him, if something really happened to the other, he would even have the heart to die.
“I’m fine,” Song Fei glanced at Qi Yan furtively, gulped, his voice becoming quieter, “It’s just that I may have broken the skin on my head. . .”
“Where?!” Luo Geng’s heart skipped a beat, hating that he couldn’t just hold Song Fei’s head in his arms and do a thorough investigation, but he was also afraid that he could cause a secondary injury due to being unable to control his strength properly.
“I can’t figure it out either,” Song Fei replied honestly, “Anyway, it just hurts everywhere I touch, but the pain isn’t too. . .”
Before he could finish speaking, Qi Yan abruptly grabbed his hand.
The next second, the familiar stinging pain was transmitted.
Song Fei’s eyes widened and he watched in a daze as Qi Yan took out a band-aid as if by magic and wrapped it tightly around the tip of his right index finger.
“Next time it smarts wherever you press,” Qi Yan stared at him with a dark expression, “Check your fingers first.”
Song Fei made a face in embarrassment, the previous despair and anguish were all gone and only the two syllables “shame-ful” were left in his mind.
Luo Geng sat down on the ground. On this night, his feelings were first played by the zombies, and then they were deceived by his comrade. In any case, it was only this bit of sincerity either way, which wasn’t even enough to make it become overdrawn.
After putting on the band-aid, Qi Yan’s expression still didn’t soften.
Song Fei frowned: “That’s enough already. I was just stunned by the fall and felt disoriented for a moment ma, is there any need for all this ah.”
“It’s not about the fingers!” Qi Yan couldn’t hold it back anymore and finally blew up, “Don’t you know how to estimate your opponent’s strength before charging over mindlessly ma, with that kind of physique, would your thin arms and legs be able to come out on top?!”
Song Fei was scolded without rhyme nor reason and wasn’t one to indulge in bad habits as he snaped right back: “Luo Geng was about to be killed, should I have just stood aside and did nothing ma!”
“You have to pay attention to the way and method you conduct a rescue. What you did was just reckless, you wouldn’t be able to save others and would add yourself to the casualties. You were lucky that nothing really happened this time, a little deviation and the glass would be pierced into your head!”
“You. . .”
“You what you, you are always just so impulsive and rash!”
“I. . .”
“I what I, what have I said that didn’t apply to you.”
“F*ck!”
“I still want to curse at you ne!” The moment Song Fei slammed into the glass bookcase earlier, Qi Yan was so terrified that his breath was nearly caught in his throat. Even if it was just a empty scare without any actual mishap in the end, when he recalled what happened, his heart would still be constricted in pain causing him to blurt things out without thinking, just like the many quarrels they had in the past, “How many times have I told you, can you please think before you act, what the hell is in your head all the. . .”
Wang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes and didn’t make any other moves.
On accident, Qi Yan caught the glimmer of sharpness within.
[You innately lack the ability to bring your loved one happiness.]
[Simply speaking, you don’t respect him.]
Suddenly the other’s composed voice echoed in his mind and Qi Yan’s tirade stopped abruptly.
Song Fei was waiting for what was in his head ne, his emotions were already heightened to the highest point, yet it turned out to be a dud. He simply didn’t know whether he should pursue an answer at this point. Asking made it seem like he had M tendencies, however if he didn’t, he would just feel very stuffy ah. It’s really f*cking inhuman to start a sentence and not complete it!
It was unknown if he sensed Song Fei’s expectant emotions, but Qi Yan suddenly picked up his sentence again: “Your head is full of. . .”
Song Fei craned his neck and waited, unable to conceal his eagerness as he let out an inquisitive noise: “En?”
“Full of. . . other people ma! Why can’t you think about yourself more, you feel uncomfortable when someone else has an accident, so have you ever considered how hurt I’d be if an accident befalls you?!”
“. . .”
Taking a deep breath, Qi Yan hauled his BF from Wang-tongxue’s arms and gently stroked the other’s head: “Don’t always worry me.”
Song Fei knew that at this moment his heart should be brimming with warmth and that he should return this love.
But it was really difficult because everything about it just felt completely off.
Why did this melodramatic movie take a sharp turn and become a pure romantic drama, no one told him that the script had been revised ah!
Then what’s going to happen to his bellyful of insults he wanted to trade with the other?
F*cking hell!!!
Author’s Chapter Summary:
Entangled deep in a quagmire at the hospital unable to break free, do not forget one’s youthful heart at any time to any degree!
The translator has something to say: in this dog-blood drama, the one who was hurt the most was LG and the one who had the most power was WQY. On a side note, if you and others are in danger, although it may seem selfish, please do help yourself first before others because only then would you be able to be of help. Just like in emergency rescues, the rescuer must make sure that there are no other immediate dangers in their surroundings before venturing forth to help the rescuee in order to be able to secure themself and the one requiring help
This is supposed to be romantic moment but Song Fei’s reaction make me laugh.
I agree with you translator. Nod