19: Chapter 19 Anti-inflammatory Drugs

By the time Chen Ze returned to the Blockhouse, Wang Yalan had fallen into a deep coma.

The wound on her shoulder was still bleeding; the crimson blood continuously seeped through the bandage, staining Chen Ze's chest red.

"What do I do! What do I do! A wound this big definitely needs stitches, otherwise, the bleeding won't stop at all!"

Chen Ze paced around the Blockhouse, anxious. He had weapons, ammunition, food, and drink, but the only thing he lacked was medicine!

Just then, he caught a glimpse of the e-rank water purifier in the corner.

"The e-rank purified water can increase attributes; maybe it will help with healing the wound! I'll just have to treat a dead horse as if it were alive!"

As the saying goes, a sick person will consult any doctor; Chen Ze was in exactly that state. Regardless of whether it worked, at the very least, it wouldn't make things worse.

During the time he had been out, the water purifier had been working, collecting about a liter of filtered water.

Chen Ze dared not delay; he picked up a cup and carefully fed it to Wang Yalan's lips, but she was unconscious and unable to swallow on her own.

"Wang Yalan, wake up!"

Chen Ze called out to her repeatedly, but she showed no reaction at all.

In desperation, he had no choice but to take a gulp of the e-rank purified water himself, then press his lips against hers and pass it to her mouth-to-mouth.

Wang Yalan's lips were soft and moist. Perhaps it was because he had been single for so long, but Chen Ze couldn't help but stick out his tongue.

Just as he realized his actions were inappropriate, to his surprise, Wang Yalan actually responded.

Wang Yalan let out a soft moan, sucking on the e-rank purified water bit by bit, yet she still didn't wake up.

Seeing Wang Yalan react by sucking, a glimmer of hope ignited in Chen Ze's heart. He dared not slack off for a second and continued to feed her the e-rank purified water mouthful by mouthful.

As the water continued to enter Wang Yalan's body, Chen Ze was surprised to find that her wound had stopped bleeding and was even slowly forming a scab.

"It really works!"

Chen Ze was so excited he almost cried out. He continued to feed her water until the last drop of e-rank purified water was gone. Only then did he take out the large bed he had collected earlier and gently lay Wang Yalan down.

Afterward, he opened the system panel and posted a message on both the regional channel and the trading channel, three times in a row.

"260 survival coins to buy trauma medicine, anti-inflammatory medication!"

"260 survival coins to buy trauma medicine, anti-inflammatory medication!"

"260 survival coins to buy trauma medicine, anti-inflammatory medication!"

This was all the survival coins he had at the moment.

At this moment, the information was scrolling extremely fast. Perhaps because everyone had just survived the first night of the apocalypse, all kinds of trading, requests for help, and casual chat messages were flooding in like a tide.

As soon as Chen Ze's purchase message was sent, it was instantly drowned in the vast stream of information.

He waited for a while, but there was no response. Fortunately, messages on the trading channel remained there; as long as someone searched for the keywords, they would definitely be able to see the trade information Chen Ze had left.

After doing all this, Chen Ze finally couldn't hold on any longer.

Ever since he transmigrated to this strange world yesterday afternoon, his mind had been in a state of high tension. He had even fought with zombies during the night. Now, having confirmed that Wang Yalan was temporarily out of danger, his body and mind could no longer hold up.

As soon as his body touched the Simmons mattress, it felt as if he had been pulled by an invisible force, and he instantly fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, Chen Ze returned to before his company went bankrupt. His brothers hadn't changed, and his girlfriend was by his side. But for some reason, his girlfriend kept scratching his chest.

"Song Qian, stop scratching!"

Chen Ze's own delirious mutterings woke him up. He looked down—there was no girlfriend's hand. The strange sensation on his chest was clearly the heart of the fortress vibrating. Presumably, the trade message he left before sleeping had received a response.

He got up to check on Wang Yalan's condition and found that her wound had completely scabbed over, though her face was still a bit pale.

He was overjoyed, and the heart that had been hanging in his chest finally settled.

He pulled up the system interface, and immediately, a notification for 99+ unread messages appeared in the bottom right corner.

"I have medicine, but 260 survival coins is too little. This is the apocalypse, and medicine will only become scarcer. I'll sell it to you for 300 survival coins!"

"I have anti-inflammatory medication, but I only have two pills left. Do you want them?"

"Big shot, I have medicine. See if you can use this? [Image]"

Chen Ze clicked on the image, and a blister pack of yellow pills appeared. On the silver-white packaging, a line of small text was faintly visible: Sanhuang Tablets.

"Damn these Sanhuang Tablets! I'm not constipated!"

Chen Ze couldn't help but curse.

But it had to be said that there were still people trading in good faith.

40-year-old Uncle with Two Kids: "Brother, I have trauma anti-inflammatory medication here. I just don't know where you need to use it. If you need it, you can have it for just 50 points!"

Seeing this message, Chen Ze felt a strange sense of emotion.

"I didn't expect that even in the apocalypse, there would still be such 'fools'!"

He considered himself incapable of doing such a thing. In the apocalypse, everyone is looking out for themselves; who doesn't hold the mentality that 'only an idiot wouldn't take advantage of a bargain'?

A person like this must either be at their wit's end, or they are truly missing a screw in their head.

He clicked on the other person's profile and sent a message.

Shanghai Li Yunlong: "Brother, is the medicine still available?"

Chen Ze originally thought the other party might not be online, or that he would have to wait a long time for a reply. But no sooner had the message been sent than he received an immediate response, as if the other person had been waiting right in front of the system page.

40-year-old Uncle with Two Kids: "I'm here, brother, I'm here!"

Before Chen Ze could reply, the other person sent several more messages.

"I have a whole box of amoxicillin, and half a bottle of used povidone-iodine. See if you can use these?"

"Brother, to be honest, I don't have any food here. Both of my children have been hungry for a whole day. I urgently need these points to buy food. If you can use these, please trade with me first. We can still negotiate the price!"

Seeing this person's message, Chen Ze frowned slightly. The main reason was that there were too many holes in what the other person said.

This was only the first day of the transmigration. Most people would choose their own homes as their shelters. Who doesn't have enough food to last a day or two at home? Besides, if they could survive the first night, surely they would have enough survival coins to buy food?

"Could it be? Did he also choose a random shelter?"

Thinking of this, Chen Ze nodded slightly, feeling that his guess was very likely correct, and then continued to converse with the other person.

Shanghai Li Yunlong: "If it's really as you say, I'll buy the medicine, and there's no need to haggle! But I want to ask, did you also choose a random Fortress?"

40-year-old Uncle with Two Kids: "Then thank you very much! Yes, my house was taken by my ex-wife, so I had to choose random. Our Fortress is a giant durian!"