Wang Min and Sun Zhichao were excited when they heard that Zhang Yi had medicine!
When facing death, people will cling to any straw that can save their lives.
Sun Zhichao struggled to speak, "Is it true? Does he... really have medicine?"
Wang Min stared at Fang Yuqing, "Fang Yuqing, don't lie! Because of you, several of us are seriously injured."
Even at the mention of Zhang Yi's name, she felt fearful.
Fang Yuqing explained, "About a month ago, Zhang Yi changed completely. He started hoarding things like crazy at home."
"I could see delivery trucks coming to his place almost every day."
"Once, I saw a pharmaceutical company's truck coming to the neighborhood, and Zhang Yi received the delivery."
"They brought two big boxes to his house. They must contain medicine!"
Hearing this, Zhou Keer added, "Antibiotics are not rare drugs. If he had stocked up in advance before the disaster struck, he would surely have a large supply of antibiotics and anti-inflammatory drugs."
As a doctor, Zhou Keer was quite certain about this.
Sun Zhichao saw a glimmer of hope for survival, and his eyes had a hint of madness, "Then go and find Zhang Yi! Ask him to give us the medicine to save my life! My injuries were caused by him, so he must save me!"
Wang Min was torn and conflicted, "But after what just happened, he must hate us! How could he give us medicine?"
Ge Jialiang couldn't bear the pain anymore. He lay on the sofa, moaning in agony, "Ah, I feel like I'm dying."
"Come on, think of something! Go beg Zhang Yi, we must save ourselves!" Ge Jialiang urged.
Fang Yuqing added, "We didn't harm him, and we planned to leave some supplies for him after breaking in. It's him who didn't appreciate our goodwill and attacked us. We are the righteous ones, so why should we be afraid?"
Listening to their discussion, Zhou Keer understood the situation and couldn't help but sigh silently.
But this matter had nothing to do with her, and she didn't make any comments.
She opened the medical kit and took out gauze to stop the bleeding for the injured.
The medical kit was almost empty.
The medicines at home were for emergencies and wouldn't last long. In the past few days, she had also helped several neighbors, depleting her supplies.
If Wang Min and the others couldn't get medicine, she could only help by removing the arrows and giving basic first aid.
At least... she could ease their pain a bit.
They were saying all the right words, still believing that they were not at fault.
They were only fighting for survival, what could be wrong with that?
They could only blame Zhang Yi for being too selfish. Why did he deserve such good living conditions for himself?
After pondering for a while, Wang Min suddenly pointed at Fang Yuqing and said, "You handle this! I know that Zhang Yi pursued you before, so it's best for you to do it."
Sun Zhichao and Ge Jialiang weakly agreed.
After all, all of this was caused by Fang Yuqing. If she hadn't told them about Zhang Yi's situation and assured them that his house was not well-defended and could be easily broken into, they wouldn't have taken the risk.
Although Zhou Peng was reluctant to let Fang Yuqing go and ask Zhang Yi, the severe pain in his arm and the danger of death made him choose to stand with Wang Min.
He said to Fang Yuqing, "Yuqing, we are a team, right? Please do this for us. We can protect you only if we all stay alive."
Fang Yuqing hesitated, her inner turmoil evident.
After all, she had been insulted by Zhang Yi before.
But now she had no choice.
She could only join this group through her relationship with Zhou Peng.
Otherwise, as a vulnerable woman with no skills other than being cute and beautiful, she wouldn't have a chance to join any other group.
And even if she was allowed to join, she might become a plaything.
In the apocalypse, women, especially those with no other skills than being pretty, were so undervalued.
Zhou Keer picked up the scalpel; the conditions were limited, and disinfection was impossible.
Even alcohol would solidify in such low temperatures.
Furthermore, without medicine, the current disinfection would be meaningless work.
She asked Sun Zhichao to bite down on a towel and then began to dig out the arrow.
With no anesthesia, the scene quickly filled with miserable screams like that of slaughtering pigs, and Sun Zhichao was almost biting the towel to pieces!
Everyone in the room shivered, urging Fang Yuqing to go and ask Zhang Yi for the medicine.
With a trembling voice, Fang Yuqing made the call through WeChat voice message.
"Beep... Beep... Beep..."
Zhang Yi was at home, preparing to eat something.
Surprisingly, although he had killed someone for the first time, he felt extremely calm inside.
There was no fear, just a sense of excitement from a successful revenge.
He was pleased with this state of mind. In the apocalypse, one must have such a mentality to survive.
He had been afraid that he might throw up or suffer from insomnia.
After all, he had experienced far more desperate situations than anyone else here, and nothing could make his mentality collapse.
At this moment, his phone rang.
Zhang Yi picked it up with interest and saw that it was Fang Yuqing calling. He raised his eyebrows with a smile.
"Oh? After I beat you up so badly just now, you're calling to scold me?"
Zhang Yi connected the call without hesitation.
The more miserable they were, the happier he felt.
He turned on the speaker and started making lunch in the kitchen.
"Hello, what's the matter?"
Zhang Yi's voice was gentle, as if he hadn't just killed Lu Tao and shot arrows at Sun Zhichao and the others.
However, the more gentle his tone, the more the others felt a chill down their spines.
Fang Yuqing, with her phone on speaker, was crying, "Zhang Yi, I know I was wrong. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have rejected your pursuit. But now, I want to change. Can you forgive me?"