Phi-Fic Chapter 1194
Chapter 1194
As Lin Wei left Captain Qin's office, Captain Qin's words echoed repeatedly in her mind.
Lin Wei turned around and walked towards the defense department.
She needs to know more.
The soldiers in the defense department were still busy taking inventory of supplies and clearing away debris.
Lin Wei found a familiar veteran from the Kunlun and handed him a bottle of fresh water.
"Brother Zhang, are you busy?" she asked casually.
The veteran took the water, unscrewed it, took a swig, and wiped his face: "That's right, this storm has been relentless."
"I just heard the captain say that we were very fortunate to have conducted the drill in advance, otherwise the losses would have been much greater," Lin Wei said casually. "Who suggested this drill? They were really farsighted."
The veteran grinned. "Who else could it be? Our new Deputy Commander Qi."
He lowered his voice and leaned closer: "It was quite sudden. The order was suddenly given this morning. Commander Liu didn't know in advance and immediately started arguing with Deputy Commander Qi. Many people saw it."
"Oh? So suddenly?" Lin Wei raised an eyebrow. "Why did Deputy Commander Qi suddenly decide to conduct a drill?"
"Who knows?" The veteran shook his head.
Lin Wei then asked if anything else strange had happened.
The veteran thought for a long time, then suddenly slapped his forehead: "That's right, I heard that Dr. Zhou went to see Deputy Commander Qi this afternoon. The two chatted in the office for a while, and then Deputy Commander Qi issued the order to conduct the exercise."
Lin Wei's heart skipped a beat.
It was indeed related to Zhou Shuwan.
She had long suspected that Zhou Shuwan was no ordinary person.
During the years that the Kunlun has been adrift overseas, it has witnessed too many teams struggling to survive in dire circumstances.
No other ship could have suffered such minimal losses and still managed to stockpile enough whales to feed them for decades, as the Nanyang warship did.
Lin Wei had already secretly harbored suspicions.
In retrospect, this suspicion was not unfounded.
Zhou Shuwan must be hiding something.
Perhaps it's some kind of talent that allows one to sense danger?
She suppressed the turmoil in her heart, asked a few more trivial questions, and then turned and left.
It must have been Zhou Shuwan who foresaw the danger of the heat storm, which is why she had Qi Mingyu conduct this drill.
But how did she find out?
The extreme weather in the apocalypse is completely unpredictable, and even radar cannot predict it in advance. How could Zhou Shuwan, an ordinary doctor, know this?
Lin Wei's curiosity was completely piqued.
She must find out the truth.
What exactly is Zhou Shuwan's talent?
If we could crack this secret, perhaps...
A hint of eagerness flashed in Lin Wei's eyes, and she quickened her pace.
Meanwhile, the emergency room was bustling with activity.
Zhang Jia lay on the makeshift hospital bed, his face as pale as paper.
Her lips were chapped, her breathing was weak, and her chest rose and fell slightly, each breath accompanied by an almost imperceptible tremor.
Tao Zheng sat on the edge of the bed, holding her hand tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force.
His eyes were red-rimmed, with bloodshot veins, and his face was filled with anxiety and heartache.
Xiao Sheng sat on a stool on the other side of the hospital bed, his head bowed low, making it impossible to see his expression.
During the height of the heatwave, the group of them hid inside the house.
Suddenly, a violent shaking occurred, the overhead shelf loosened, and a heavy wooden crate full of supplies crashed down, aiming directly at Xiao Sheng's back.
Zhang Jia reacted extremely quickly, almost instinctively rushing over to shield Xiao Sheng with his body.
There was a muffled sound of "bang".
The wooden crate landed squarely on Zhang Jia's back.
She groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground in front of her and splashing it onto Xiao Sheng's clothes.
Xiao Sheng stood there, stunned, staring at Zhang Jia who was on top of him, at the blood spurting from the corner of her mouth, his mind blank.
It wasn't until Tao Zheng rushed over, lifted the wooden crate, and picked up the unconscious Zhang Jia that he came to his senses, his face turning deathly pale.
Now, looking at Zhang Jia lying lifeless on the hospital bed, Xiao Sheng felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, a dull, aching pain.
After a careful examination, the doctor shook his head and said in a serious tone, "It's a closed chest and back injury. One rib is broken, and the internal organs were also injured, resulting in lung contusion and a small amount of pleural effusion, which is why you are coughing up blood."
"What should we do then?" Tao Zheng asked hurriedly, his voice trembling.
"We can only offer conservative treatment now," the doctor sighed. "First, we'll stabilize the ribs, stop the bleeding and reduce the inflammation, then observe the situation. If the blood can be absorbed on its own and the internal organ damage heals slowly, there shouldn't be any major problems. But if the blood accumulates more and more, or the internal organ damage worsens, the situation will become dangerous."
"Isn't there any medication that can help with recovery?" Tao Zheng pressed.
"Yes, there is." The doctor nodded. "Before the apocalypse, there was a medicine called 'Baiyao Capsules,' which was very effective for these kinds of bruises and internal bleeding. There was also 'Sanqi Powder,' which could also promote blood circulation, remove blood stasis, reduce swelling, and relieve pain. In addition, antibiotics were needed to prevent infection, and other oral solutions were needed to help clear phlegm and prevent the lung infection from worsening."
"Do you have these medicines at the base?" Tao Zheng's eyes lit up.
The doctor shook his head, his tone helpless: "These are all medicines that were very common before the apocalypse, but the base has long since run out of stock. What we can use now are some homemade herbal ointments and simple hemostatic drugs, which are far less effective than those professional drugs."
Tao Zheng's heart sank instantly.
Without the right medicine, Zhang Jia could only tough it out on his own.
Looking at Zhang Jia, who was unconscious on the hospital bed, he felt a heavy weight pressing on his heart.
Just then, footsteps came from the door.
Zhou Shuwan walked in.
As soon as she heard the news that Zhang Jia was injured, she rushed over immediately.
"How is she?" Zhou Shuwan walked to the bedside, looking at Zhang Jia's pale face, her brows furrowed tightly.
Tao Zheng relayed the doctor's instructions.
Zhou Shuwan's eyes flickered.
She has all of these medicines in her space.
Before the apocalypse, she stockpiled a lot of commonly used medicines, including these medicines for treating sprains and bruises and for reducing inflammation.
However, how to present it requires careful consideration.
She cannot reveal the secret of the space.
Zhou Shuwan turned her gaze to Xiao Sheng, who was standing to the side.
The usually aloof and silent boy seemed somewhat absent-minded at this moment, just sitting there blankly.
Tao Zheng followed Zhou Shuwan's gaze to the other person, a fierce look flashing across his eyes, but it disappeared immediately.
He knew Xiao Sheng didn't do it on purpose.
But seeing Zhang Jia in this state because of saving the child, he couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.
Zhou Shuwan sighed inwardly.
This child is too introverted.
She walked over and gently patted Xiao Sheng's shoulder: "This is not your fault."
Xiao Sheng's body stiffened for a moment, but he didn't look up or say anything.
"Your senior volunteered to save you. She'd definitely be upset if she knew you felt so guilty," Zhou Shuwan said gently. "Right now, the most important thing is for her to get better soon. You should stay with her and thank her when she wakes up, okay?"