The Lonely Hospital

The old-fashioned wall clock has struck one in the afternoon, and Lu Hao sighed as he looked at his shivering son in his arms. Through the pharmacy's glass window, he could see a large group of zombies outside that seemed to stretch endlessly into the distance.

The hospital pharmacy is a two-story building located not far from the inpatient department. In order for patients to recover better, the environment around the inpatient department is generally very good, with a two-story pharmacy surrounded by lawns and trees in the center. But the environment that used to make the staff feel comfortable has now become unrecognizable due to the outbreak of the zombie tide.

It is imaginable that hospitals are the most vulnerable places to suffer the greatest damage whenever a disaster strikes. When the zombie outbreak occurred, this place became a paradise for zombies with the most corpses and the weakest humans. On the lush green road, there are already hundreds of zombies wandering around, some wearing hospital gowns or white coats, some with pale faces crawling out of the morgue, and even some zombies clearly climbing down from wheelchairs, wriggling on the ground with the strength of their upper bodies.

Lu Hao was wearing a gray sportswear, with a crew cut, and his appearance was somewhat rugged. He is not a local, he arrived at the market two days earlier than Huan Chu and the others. Originally just a veteran in Tianjin, he lost his wife when the zombie outbreak occurred, and he made every effort to rescue his son, Lu Xiaohu, from school, relying on each other for survival. While rescuing Lu Xiaohu, he encountered a fleeing convoy. However, having served as a company-level commander in the army before, he clearly had great confidence in the strength of the People's Liberation Army and chose to hold his ground and wait for reinforcements.

But before long, faced with layers of zombies, Lu Hao despaired. He fled Tianjin, the city that had already fallen, in a panic with his son, following the signals left by the fleeing convoy, and headed south. The good luck of the father and son duo comes to an end here. Just as he entered the mall, Lu Xiaohu fell ill, with a high fever of 39 degrees, clearly not suitable for continuing the long journey.

The unfamiliar land made Lu Hao instinctively look for a local hospital. After going through hardships to reach the hospital pharmacy and find the medicine, he realized that he and his son were already firmly trapped by the zombies outside, unable to escape. If the pharmacy hadn't installed thick anti-theft iron doors and anti-theft nets due to the low floor, the wandering zombies would have probably broken in and torn the father and son into pieces.

Now the food carried by Lu Hao has been eaten up by the father and son, and without food and water, the father and son have no way to survive in the pharmacy. Looking at the hordes of zombies outside, with only a decorative military knife in his hand, he lacked the courage and ability to venture out with his son. He could only repeatedly fiddle with the walkie-talkie left by friends in the evacuation convoy, hoping for rescue from others.

But repeated expectations can only turn into disappointment time and time again. When Lu Hao was already despairing and making futile calls for help on the walkie-talkie, there was a response from the other end of the walkie-talkie. A man and a woman from an unknown location had agreed to come and rescue him and Little Tiger. Luhao, who received a response, couldn't help but cry with joy, comforting the little tiger in his arms, but also worrying in his heart.

Will the person who promised to come to the rescue really come? Will they give up their promise and abandon the father and son when they see the terrifying zombies in the hospital? After all, this is the end of the world, and risking one's life to save a stranger father and son seems unnecessary. Moreover, judging from their voices, it seems that there are only two of them. Do they really have the ability to rescue themselves and the little tiger from here?

At this point, the man known for his straightforwardness in the military actually thought so 'maliciously' about the good person who promised to come and save him for the sake of his son in his arms. This man also seemed to be unable to tolerate himself. He secretly made up his mind that if they could rescue the little tiger from here, he would give them his two hundred pounds.

Boom boom! The banging of the zombies on the door had reached the ears of the father and son. Little Tiger, who had sobered up after taking the medicine, seemed to be a little scared, holding onto his burly father tightly. Lu Hao could only comfort his son in his arms while secretly worrying.

Although the pharmacy's security door is strong, it is ultimately designed to prevent theft rather than withstand a riot. It is constantly being pounded by zombies, and it is unknown how long it can hold up. Fortunately, as soon as I came in, I pulled up all the curtains. I think the zombies with low intelligence shouldn't be able to find these places, which are also the entrance to the pharmacy.

Lu Hao sighed silently, knowing that no matter how worried he was, it was of no use. He could only force himself to focus, gently patting his son's back while absentmindedly telling him a story. However, his eyes were fixed on the walkie-talkie placed aside, clearly not wanting to miss any signal that might come from it.

The walkie-talkie did not disappoint the father on the verge of collapse. Less than 10 minutes after the last call, a rustling sound came through the call. This time, it was the slightly immature male voice, calmly asking, "Is it the People's Hospital of Shangcheng County?" Is there a Buick business car with the license plate ending in 9411 by the door? "

Lu Hao naturally knew that the man was referring to the official vehicle he had driven over, so he quickly took the walkie-talkie and said urgently, "Yes, this is the place. Have you arrived yet?" Where are you guys? "

The man on the other end of the walkie-talkie obviously ignored Lu Hao's question, and his indifferent voice came through the speaker: "It seems like we're in the right place." Excuse me, where is the pharmacy located? Inside the hospital building? "

No, not inside the building. "Lu Hao quickly replied, as if he heard the person on the other end of the intercom also breathe a sigh of relief." Having survived for so long in the zombie wave, Lu Hao naturally knew that the most dangerous thing was not a large number of zombies in open spaces, but scattered zombies that could emerge from unknown places within complex buildings.

After hesitating for a while, this upright man finally decided that instead of letting others feel that he had been deceived and giving up saving his father and son, it was better to tell the situation he was facing, and let the two people on the other side of the walkie-talkie choose whether to continue to fulfill their promise. With determination, she left her and her son's fate to the judgment of the heavens: "The pharmacy is located between the hospital building and the inpatient department, where hundreds of zombies are gathered outside. If you find it difficult, you can leave. Tiger and I... should be able to hold on until the reinforcements arrive." "

The person on the walkie-talkie clearly did not expect Lu Hao's words and fell into a moment of silence. Just as the father was anxiously waiting for the verdict of fate, he heard a burst of laughter from the walkie-talkie in his hand, and then the male voice seemed to say breathlessly, "Haha... hundreds of zombies?" You're telling me this now? Are you worried that I'm scared and will run away, and won't save you? "

The words hit Lu Hao's mind. The man, who had always appeared to be a gentle father, stood up, holding the walkie-talkie in his hand, and said calmly but with anger, "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid!" But you are coming right away, so what difference does it make whether I tell you or not? You will still be able to see the situation in the pharmacy. I would rather die with integrity than live as a fraud. "

There was another moment of silence, and then the voice, which was originally flat with a hint of mockery, reached Lu Hao's ears again: "Good job, I like it." Put your heart back in your stomach, and wait patiently with your son in place. As the voice reached this point, its tone suddenly changed. Even though they were separated by the intercom, Lu Hao could still feel how confident the man on the other end was at this moment. A strong and arrogant tone came through: "Haha, just a group of reptiles. Am I supposed to be afraid of them?" Over there, my friend, I've got you covered! Hahaha...

After receiving the other party's reply, Lu Hao obviously felt relieved. At the moment, the only thing he was worried about was whether the other party had the strength to rescue himself. However, judging from the tone of that man, there shouldn't be a big issue. After all, in this day and age, those who still have the energy to help others cannot be weak.

Perhaps even Lu Hao himself did not realize that after just a few brief conversations, he had developed a strong sense of trust in a young man he had never met before. I'm afraid even if he found out, he wouldn't be able to explain it. I'm sure Her Majesty the Queen will have common topics to discuss with him. Since meeting that man, the queen felt that his not-so-broad shoulders could evoke such a strong sense of dependence in her, as if as long as that man was still standing, she had nothing to worry about.

"Little tiger, don't worry, someone will come to rescue us soon." Lu Hao sat back on the ground, comforting his son in his arms softly.

There was a glint in Lu Xiaohu's eyes as he asked, "Save us?" Is the PLA uncle who came to rescue us the same as dad? "

"Maybe, but more likely not." With a playful and arrogant tone, Lu Hao's eyes gradually drifted towards the window as he said, "Regardless of whether they are or not, remember, they are warriors more powerful than me, your old man. They are the benefactors of our father and son. In the future, you must repay them well." "

After the baptism of the zombie tide, Lu Xiaohu has obviously matured a lot. He nodded when he heard his father's words, with a hint of determination in his eyes: "Dad, I remember." I want to become like them in the future. "

Lu Hao was clearly very satisfied with his son's answer. He was about to praise Lu Xiaohu when he heard a faint sound of gunfire coming from outside the building. Lu Hao, who has worked at the grassroots level in the military for many years, immediately recognized the sound of the standard 5.8mm dbp87 bullets of the Type 95 automatic rifle, and naturally knew that it was the man and woman who came to rescue him and his son.

Lu Hao quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, took Lu Xiaohu to the window, and opened the curtains to look outside. A man covered in blood appeared on the lawn not far away. He was not wearing the military green uniform that Lu Xiaohu had expected, but a combat suit that had been dyed black by zombie blood.

The young man with short hair, holding a cigarette in his mouth, and holding a Type 95 automatic rifle in his hand, continuously spits out fire at the surrounding zombies. He also shouts loudly at the zombies that have not yet approached, "You bastards, come on!" Come on! "

In the harsh afternoon sunlight, he appeared like a war god, his slightly slender figure radiating a golden glow that made him seem taller in the eyes of his father and son.