Luo Xiaole watched with her heart in her mouth.
Since meeting Mo Shen, she had never seen him so disheveled.
The zombies had come in waves just now.
If not for Mo Shen's astonishing night vision and agility, he would never have managed what he did.
Yet, even this fierce Mo Shen had been ambushed.
Who was the person who ambushed him?
Luo Xiaole wanted to get revenge for Mo Shen.
After all, Mo Shen had helped her keep her secret all this way and had helped her a lot.
Mo Shen smirked at the corner of his mouth before suddenly lowering his head.
Luo Xiaole and Luo Shu rushed over.
"Mo Shen! Are you alright?" she watched helplessly as blood continued to flow uncontrollably from Mo Shen's right shoulder.
Mo Shen's lips had already turned pale.
He was motionless, as if asleep.
"This is bad," Luo Xiaole said quickly, "He didn't have time to treat the arrow wound, and then he fought intensely. He's lost too much blood."
"Ah? What do we do? I've never dealt with this before. Should we try to stop the bleeding first?" Luo Shu's eyes were wide open.
Luo Xiaole nodded vigorously.
She looked around to confirm that there were no other zombies on this floor of the supermarket.
"Let's carry him inside like this. If there are lurkers outside, we'll be in danger," Luo Xiaole said anxiously.
The two dared not move Mo Shen carelessly.
They only avoided the spot where he was hit by the arrow and, keeping him in his original posture, carefully carried him into the supermarket.
As soon as they put Mo Shen down, Luo Xiaole rushed to the living supplies section.
Her eyes lit up, and she found clean bandages on the shelves.
The zombies were not interested in these, and the items were still clean and in their original places.
Luo Xiaole also dug out some disinfectant iodine and medicinal powder.
Then she ran back as fast as she could.
Taking out her reinforced small knife, she cut off the tail of the arrow.
She dared not touch the arrow itself, but she disinfected Mo Shen's wound and sprinkled it with medicinal powder.
Then she tightly bandaged the wound with bandages to stop the bleeding.
After finishing all this, Luo Xiaole was sweating profusely, her hands even trembling.
The arrow had penetrated quite deeply.
Such a arrowhead could not be moved carelessly.
But she was not a professional doctor, and she could not handle this arrowhead.
At this moment, she looked at Mo Shen's tightly closed eyes.
Her heart was in turmoil.
This was a companion she recognized, and he was the most seriously injured she had seen under her watch.
Even fighting zombies together did not guarantee survival, yet humans were ambushing each other in such circumstances.
She clenched her fist. She would find the person who ambushed Mo Shen and make them pay!
"Xiaole... what do we do now..." Luo Shu was at a loss.
With Mo Shen in this state, no one in the small shop could treat him.
Luo Xiaole glanced at the clock hanging nearby.
It was 3 AM.
Mo Shen's bleeding seemed to have stopped.
He slept drowsily with his head lowered, his breathing gradually stabilizing.
The situation was improving.
"We can't come here for nothing. Let's take the supplies from the supermarket first, and we'll go up to the third floor as soon as it's light."
Determination flickered in Luo Xiaole's eyes.
"I think I might know where to find a doctor."
Hearing her say this, Luo Shu seemed to have found a pillar of support.
Luo Xiaole took out the large clock, enlarged it, and covered Mo Shen, letting him sleep soundly inside.
Together with Luo Shu, they began to clear out the supermarket's supplies.
"Be careful, don't go towards that large staircase. These two floors should be connected. We've only dealt with the zombies on this floor. Don't disturb the one above," Luo Xiaole warned.
Luo Shu nodded, still shaken.
The two took a lot of intact biscuits, compressed food, energy bars, instant noodles, and chocolates from the food section.
Then they went to the living supplies and tool sections.
Luo Xiaole spent a full hour and a half reinforcing a pile of items like kitchen knives, screwdrivers, wrenches, and badminton rackets.
[82 items have been reinforced, costing 16400 mall coins. Balance: 16950 mall coins]
She wiped the sweat from her forehead.
There wasn't enough time to reinforce the remaining items.
She had to ask Luo Shu to put the items that could be reinforced later into his small space.
They also took bandages and other medicines as their temporary medical reserve.
Thinking of the increasingly strange weather, Luo Xiaole felt uneasy and simply threw in a few cotton quilts and down jackets.
Of course, Luo Xiaole only took most of the supplies, leaving some on the shelves.
Others might also need these supplies. They didn't need to block all paths.
It was only when Luo Shu said his storage space was full that Luo Xiaole clapped her hands and returned to the large clock with Luo Shu.
She lifted the clock and saw that Mo Shen was still sleeping soundly inside.
She was relieved.
Luo Shu had used so much of his psychic energy that he was a bit drained.
He greeted Luo Xiaole, then hugged his arms and crawled into the clock to sleep soundly.
Luo Xiaole forced her eyes open.
Someone had to keep watch.
She took out her strawberry plush costume and looked at the new scratches from the zombies, feeling distressed.
She picked up the nearby needle and thread and mended the torn parts.
Then she thought carefully and extended her fingers.
[Reinforcement Skill Activated: Blade of the World!]
[Defense Skill Activated: Shield of Peerless!]
With both skills activated, she wanted to maximize the current stats of the Strawberry Bear.
[Strawberry Bear Plush Costume Reinforced + Defense Completed, costing 2000 mall coins. Balance: 14950 mall coins]
Luo Xiaole clutched her chest tightly. Money was flowing like water, and she felt a pang of pain.
But she knew that only by doing this could she ensure her absolute safety when wearing the plush costume.
She glanced at the clock again.
It showed 6 o'clock.
If not for this bizarre weather, who would believe it was still summer?
The day broke early, and the light was now sufficient to see the outside scenery.
Luo Xiaole rubbed her sore limbs and was about to wake Mo Shen and Luo Shu to head to the third floor.
However, faint sounds from upstairs drifted down.
"Put down your gun for me!"
Luo Xiaole froze. Wasn't that Li Xiaotian's voice?
It sounded like it was on the third floor, not far from the supermarket.
But it was still some distance away, and she couldn't hear clearly.
"Don't make me say it a second time! Put down your gun, or I'll kill your doctor! If I can't have what I want, you won't either!" Li Xiaotian's voice sounded even more menacing.
Doctor? Luo Xiaole's almond-shaped eyes widened instantly.
When she had observed Qin Mingyang from the clock tower, she had noticed that among his team, besides her uncle and brother, there were a few others who looked rather delicate, not like special forces soldiers.
Considering Qin Mingyang's high-level protection, he should have at least one doctor by his side.
This was precisely why she wanted to take Mo Shen to the third floor.
But now, listening to the situation, was this doctor being held hostage by Li Xiaotian?
Luo Xiaole's heart skipped a beat.
This was not good.
When did Li Xiaotian and his group get to the third floor?
"My stomach has felt like there's something inside for the past two days, disturbing my sleep," Li Xiaotian continued to rant upstairs.
"It's just borrowing your doctor for a while, why are you so tense?"
The doctor being held hostage by Li Xiaotian, from an angle Luo Xiaole couldn't see, had a sallow complexion.
He had only gotten up to use the restroom at night and had been caught alone.
He hadn't expected Li Xiaotian to sneak up and abduct him.
"Your abdominal condition... I, I think... I understand, but unless you have... medicine... I can't do anything," the doctor's voice began to tremble uncontrollably.
"Medicine? Are you f-ing kidding me? The pharmacies we passed and this large supermarket are all occupied by these damned zombies."
"If you want your doctor to be safe and sound? Then trade medicine for him!" Li Xiaotian's eyes were bloodshot. His agonizing abdominal pain had returned.
"Young Master, what should we do?" a special forces soldier accompanying them asked Qin Mingyang devoutly. "We've run out of medicine for abdominal pain..."
"The medicine you're talking about... is this it?"
A clear girlish voice suddenly came from downstairs.