Chapter 20: The Fool Brought by the Monkey
"What?"
A deep sense of dread hit Ah Biao, who quickly stood up and walked towards the distance.
The security guard who was injured by Su Chen with a homemade shotgun was named Zhang Hang.
At that moment, he was lying on the ground, eyes tightly shut, and his face was pale.
Ah Biao lifted the bandages on Zhang Hang's body, his expression immediately becoming serious.
Though, after enduring the trials of the apocalypse, Su Chen would go to any lengths to survive, this didn't mean he was a bloodthirsty maniac.
When Su Chen shot, he deliberately avoided hitting the vital areas and targeted Zhang Hang's leg instead.
Also, since it was a homemade shotgun, the power wasn't too great, and it was loaded with iron pellets.
As a result, after simple bandaging, Zhang Hang wasn't in immediate danger of dying.
But the problem was that the weather was scorching hot, and the iron pellets caused numerous small wounds.
Though Ah Biao and the others had been disinfecting Zhang Hang's wounds, infection was inevitable!
At this moment, Zhang Hang's wounds had already started to fester.
His forehead was burning, and he had slipped into a coma.
"Biao Ge, we have to think of something quickly, or he won't survive."
One of the subordinates said nervously.
Ah Biao naturally understood the gravity of the situation. He immediately turned back and asked the group,
"Is there a doctor here?"
He asked three times before a middle-aged man wearing glasses weakly raised his hand.
"I... I'm a doctor!"
Ah Biao didn't waste time and quickly brought him to Zhang Hang's side.
After examining him, the doctor, named Wang Ye, shook his head.
"He has a severe infection, and complications have set in."
"He needs immediate IV fluids, antibiotics, and the wound must be cleaned."
"Otherwise, he won't make it through the day!"
Ah Biao and the others exchanged anxious glances.
The emergency kit at the hotel only had basic items like alcohol, gauze, and cold medicine.
Where could they find IV fluids and antibiotics for Zhang Hang?
"My clinic has those supplies, but it's too far from here..."
Wang Ye said, looking embarrassed.
His clinic was located near the entrance of the resort.
Even by car, it would take about ten minutes to get there, but with the extreme heat, by the time they arrived, it wasn't just Zhang Hang that would be in danger—it might be too late for them too!
"Even if it's far, we have to try!"
Ah Biao said in a deep voice.
"Given Zhang Hang's condition, even with treatment, he might not make it. It's better to give up."
Zhang Mingyuan, who was standing nearby, said dismissively.
"Shut up! He's my brother, I have to save him!"
Ah Biao shot Zhang Mingyuan a fierce glare and snapped.
Most of the security staff at Mingyuan Group were Ah Biao's former comrades-in-arms, and they shared a deep bond. Letting Zhang Hang die wasn't something he could bear!
Zhang Mingyuan was startled. He realized that the situation had drastically changed!
In the past, Ah Biao obeyed his orders because of Mingyuan Group's power.
But now, in the face of disaster, they were trapped here.
The power Mingyuan relied on had no use here.
If Ah Biao wanted, he could kill Zhang Mingyuan at any time!
Zhang Mingyuan shivered, too frightened to speak.
He sneered inwardly, thinking: If you're so capable, then go ahead and save him yourself!
Ah Biao seemed to hear Zhang Mingyuan's thoughts, gritted his teeth, and said to his subordinates,
"I'm planning to go to the clinic. Who's coming with me?"
"I'll go!"
"I'll go too. Take me along!"
Ah Biao had significant influence over his men, and with just a simple call, six of them immediately agreed.
Leaving two people to watch over Zhang Hang, Ah Biao confirmed Wang Ye's clinic's location and led the group outside.
However, just as they were about to leave the underground parking lot, a wave of heat hit them!
It felt as if flames were burning in the air. Just taking a breath, it was like their lungs were on fire!
"Forget it, let's go back!"
Ah Biao hesitated for a moment and then shook his head.
Though he wanted to save Zhang Hang, the terrifying heat outside would likely cost all of them their lives!
Seeing Ah Biao return, Zhang Mingyuan couldn't help but sneer.
Weren't you just so confident? Why are you back now?
"Dr. Wang, with my brother's condition, do you think he can hold on until evening?"
Ah Biao asked with worry.
"I'm afraid not..." Wang Ye replied regretfully.
If they waited until evening when the temperature dropped a little, and then went to get the medicine, Zhang Hang wouldn't last that long.
But if they set off now, Ah Biao and the others would be in danger as well!
Ah Biao was caught in a dilemma.
"That kid, Su Chen, didn't he say the apocalypse is coming? Since he said that, he must have prepared in advance. There might be medical supplies in his car."
Xiao Mei suddenly spoke up.
"That's true, but he won't let us in the car. Do you think he'll give us medicine?"
Ah Biao frowned.
"People's lives are at stake, he can't refuse! I'll go ask him. I don't believe he won't give it!"
Xiao Mei was quick-witted and had realized that, in the current situation, Ah Biao was probably the strongest person in the group.
She decided to align herself with him, and so, she suggested proactively.
"Then I'll trouble Miss Xiao," Ah Biao said, though inwardly, he was skeptical.
Su Chen doesn't care about me—what makes her think he'll help her?
Xiao Mei stood up and walked over to the car, knocking on the window.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Inside the car, Su Chen was grilling a steak when the sudden noise startled him.
The steak in his hand fell to the ground.
Though he could rinse it off and still eat it, his mood was obviously affected!
He pressed the button to roll down the window, and when he saw Xiao Mei outside, his expression darkened.
"Is there something you need?"
"Su Chen, the man you shot with your gun, his wound is infected, and his life is in danger!" Xiao Mei spoke bluntly, accusing him, "Do you have any antibiotics or something similar in your car? If you do, hand them over now."
"Otherwise, if that man dies, you can't escape responsibility!"
Hearing this, Su Chen froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled, his grin bright and dazzling.
But his smile made Xiao Mei feel somewhat confused.
"What are you laughing at? Didn't you hear what I said?"
"Xiao Mei, are you... the clown brought by a monkey?" Su Chen said slowly.
"You... You actually insulted me?" Xiao Mei's brows shot up, and she scolded sharply!
"Don't talk about insulting you—if I didn't want to get out, do you believe I'd dare hit you?" Su Chen gave a chilling smile.
"Your brain is underdeveloped, and your cerebellum didn't grow at all. Do you even know what you're worth, daring to challenge me?"
"Now, kneel down and call me 'Dad'. If we run out of food in a few days, maybe I'll toss you a few bones as a reward."