Yu An fastened his seatbelt, his face serious as he started the engine. He silently recited the driving techniques taught by his instructor, carefully controlling the accelerator and brake.
Song Jun was feeling hot, but after seeing this scene, he instantly felt several degrees cooler.
He struggled to sit up, gripping the back of the seat in front of him.
"An'an, let me do it."
Song Jun's survival instinct was ignited. He looked at the trash can that Yu An had knocked over and swallowed hard. "I think your car might have to take me away sooner rather than later."
Yu An kept his eyes straight ahead, gripping the steering wheel tightly.
He confidently declared, "No! I'm getting into the swing of things now, and I feel great!"
It was a sudden stop.
Song Jun was so jolted that he almost vomited.
Yu Anche exuded confidence, while Song Jun, riding in the carriage, had already prepared his last words.
The two maintained a delicate balance, and before Song Jun fainted from motion sickness, Yu An finally managed to get the car to the pharmacy safely, even after knocking off two headlights.
Hospitals are too popular, and there are bound to be a lot of zombies there too. In comparison, pharmacies are a safer bet.
When they came out, Yu An left the gun and bullets with the person waiting at the supermarket. Song Jun, perhaps because he had already been injured, did not attract many zombies when he appeared.
Only Yu An, needless to say.
Bitter melon-flavored zombies are fearless!
The pharmacy was empty. Yu An dragged Song Jun inside and closed the door behind him.
The pharmacy looked like it had been ransacked. Yu An got up and looked for fever reducers. After searching for a while, he found capsules labeled "fever reducers".
"Give."
Yu An brought him a glass of water and made him drink his medicine: "Luckily, the water dispenser still works."
Song Junshao was almost delirious, so he took the medicine from Yu An's hand.
The two sat together under the cashier's counter. Song Jun was sometimes cold and sometimes warm. He leaned against Yu An and stared at Yu An's face with his eyes half open.
Yu An was carefully observing the movements outside.
"An'an, thank you."
Song Jun suddenly spoke, her voice weak but clear: "Thank you for not giving up on me even now."
Yu An looked down at him and replied, "You're welcome."
Even if it were any other teammate who got injured, he would have done the same.
Song Jun suppressed a cough twice.
His gaze remained fixed on Yu An's face; he was well aware of his own situation.
Since the zombie outbreak began, anyone scratched or bitten has only one fate: death.
He is not afraid of death.
He just felt a little sorry.
"An'an, I haven't taken you to see the rainbow-colored car in my garage yet." Song Jun reached out and pinched Yu An's cheek: "If a miracle really happens, I really can live—"
"never mind."
Song Jun raised his hand but it didn't fall. Where in this world do so many miracles come from?
Under the cramped cashier counter.
Looking at the boy who had dragged him here and hadn't been executed yet, Song Jun felt a pang of sorrow.
He seemed to be tempted, but he was about to die.
Perhaps it is in desperate situations that human emotions are most easily stirred. Yu Anxin was not thinking about anything else, only wanting to wait for Xie Chiyuan to arrive.
He was overwhelmed with emotion as a teammate lay half-dead in front of him.
Time passed by, second by second.
Locking up the pharmacy is safe; no zombies will try to break in.
But this silence was soon broken by the knocking.
"Is anyone home?" It was a familiar voice. The person was banging on the door: "Could you open the door for a second? I need to find some medicine!"
Since the door is locked from the front, the person knocking will know that someone is on the front.
Yu An put Song Jun down and walked to the door.
"Wood," he exclaimed in surprise.
The door was made of wood.
Wood didn't recognize Yu An, but he said anxiously, "Could you open the door for me? I urgently need some medicine!"
Without a second thought, Yu An opened the door for him and helped him find the medicine.
"Do you know me?" Mu Tou asked Yu An as he rummaged through the medicine.
Yu An nodded, then couldn't help asking, "Were you rescuing people in the city? You rescued many people in the basement. Are these medicines for them too?"
Yu An's words made Mu Tou suddenly become alert.
"Who are you? How do you know so much?"
"I've seen you before."
Although Yu An explained, Mu Tou remained wary of him. After finding the medicine, Mu Tou looked at Yu An, who appeared to be human, and finally warned, "A very powerful figure has arrived in the city! The city gates are open! I need to lead the survivors out of the city!"
A big shot.
Yu An's eyes suddenly lit up.
He hurriedly asked, "Is that important person very handsome? Tall too? Is he ruthless when fighting zombies? He probably also has a special weapon in his hand."
Wood thought for a moment and said, "It seems so."
Upon hearing this, Yu An blushed with excitement. He exclaimed, "Xie Chiyuan will definitely come!"
"I know that person. Can you tell me where he is? I need to go find him." Yu An really wanted to see Xie Chiyuan right now.
Mu Tou didn't hide anything from him: "That person went to Linxi Garden."
After thanking him, Yu An took off running. After a few steps, he remembered Song Jun and quickly turned back to carry him on his back.
Yu An gave the pharmacy to Mu Tou.
He carried Song Jun into the car. On the way there, he broke two car lights, and on the way back, he almost totaled the entire car.
Upon arriving at Linxi Garden, Yu An finally saw Xie Chiyuan as she had hoped.
"Xie Chiyuan!"
He shouted loudly, preparing to slam on the brakes and stop in front of Xie Chiyuan.
However, without noticing, Yu An slammed on the gas pedal and rushed straight towards Xie Chiyuan.
Xie Chiyuan, who was carrying the child laborer Duoduo, was bewildered: "???"
Chapter 36
Just as the car came hurtling towards him, Xie Chiyuan, still terrified, dodged it with a quick movement.
"Bang--"
The sound of hitting the telephone pole was loud and piercing. Fortunately, Yu An managed to apply the brakes just before the impact, which slightly reduced the force of the impact.
Otherwise, he and Xie Chiyuan would have parted ways forever the moment they met.
"hiss."
Song Jun clutched his forehead and fell off his seat.
Yu An stopped the car and hurriedly turned around to look at him: "Song Jun, are you alright?!"
Song Jun shook his head with difficulty and answered him, "I didn't."
Yu An didn't let go, and went to check his head from behind, afraid that he might have hurt himself.
Outside the car.
Xie Chiyuan put him on the ground, but the chubby boy was still tightly clutching his clothes, looking like a father and son.
"uncle."
He wasn't as afraid of Xie Chiyuan as before, and he mustered his courage to continue reporting: "Chongchong is in the house, should we take Chongchong out?"
"I'll answer again in a bit."
Xie Chiyuan walked a few steps to the vehicle that had almost become the cause of the accident.
After Yu An finished inspecting Song Jun, he was ready to crawl out.
He was backing away as he crawled out, and his back jolted him awake after bumping into someone. But he quickly relaxed again.
"Xie Chiyuan!"
Yu An turned around, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Xie Chiyuan.
During this training session, when he and his teammates faced this unexpected situation, he realized that Xie Chiyuan, who was able to control the situation, was really amazing!
Xie Chiyuan lifted up and rubbed his head.
Pressing against Xie Chiyuan's leg, she nervously reminded him, "Uncle, the zombies aren't all gone yet."
Xie Chiyuan had long been troubled by this little mutant. His consistent principle was to kill and eliminate all mutants he encountered.
But the one clinging to his leg was quite young, and even confessed that he had barely worked as a child laborer.
Don't ask, the answer is just that I'm too bad at it.
Otherwise, it would be treated as a "buy one get one free" burden.
Even if Xie Chiyuan drew his bone blade, he could still slash the zombie behind the child laborer with a single blow.