Apocalypse: After Being Reborn, I Stocked Up on All Supplies
Chapter 347 - Chapter 347 Chapter 345 Dr. Song Wakes Up

Chapter 347: Chapter 345 Dr. Song Wakes Up Chapter 347: Chapter 345 Dr. Song Wakes Up “Alright.” Jiang Yan distributed the walkie-talkies collected yesterday to several people, “Contact immediately if any abnormal situation is detected.”

“Okay.” A few temporarily established supply and rescue team captains reached out to receive them.

Each team was equipped with a walkie-talkie, two submachine guns, and two cold weapons made of special metal that Jiang Yan had found in the ammunition depot.

“This walkie-talkie battery really lasts long…” Zhao Yougong reached out to take one, subconsciously pressed the button to check the remaining battery, and found to his surprise that the battery was fully charged.

The rest of them were also quite amazed.

Jiang Yan smiled lightly and said casually, “I changed them, found some batteries in the house yesterday.”

“Ah, no wonder. Looks like not only Qin Lang is super lucky, but Miss Jiang too!” Zhao Yougong couldn’t help laughing.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaohui gave Jiang Yan a glance and had a flash of doubt in her mind, recalling the thermos she had seen before.

Seeing that both people and equipment were ready, Song Qian scanned everyone and ordered:

“Then, according to the division of labor we just discussed, let’s set out.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a warrior showed a troubled expression,

“Captain Song, Doctor Lin, my arm seems stiff and unable to move.”

“Captain Song, me too, it’s my right leg…” another warrior added.

“And me, my arm itches and burns, it’s not because we ate mutated rabbits yesterday, is it?” another warrior asked.

Fearing the self-dissolving nature of the Snow Wolves, everyone felt vaguely afraid.

This sudden situation made Jiang Yan and Song Qian pause in their tracks.

“Let me take a look.” Lin Xiaohui quickly got up and went over.

The warrior with the itchy arm struggled to pull up the sleeve of his combat uniform, and everyone held their breath.

His right arm was all swollen with startling blisters, resembling a virus infection.

Jiang Yan furrowed her brows; these symptoms were very similar to those that had appeared on Ye Qing before.

But he obviously hadn’t undergone genetic modifications, so how could there be such sequelae? Just as she was about to ask, she heard Lin Xiaohui say, “This is second-degree frostbite.

If there is no secondary infection, in two to three weeks after the blisters dry out, they will form black scabs and after shedding the scabs, new skin will grow.” Lin Xiaohui said, taking out a tube of frostbite ointment and applying a layer to him.

The crowd was stunned, “Second-degree frostbite?”

“Doctor Lin, can I get this frostbite ointment directly?” the warrior glanced at the ointment.

“No.” Lin Xiaohui answered and realizing her tone was a bit strong, added, “There’s a shortage of supplies right now, we can only manage them centrally. Your case still has hope, don’t worry too much.”

The warrior “oh” -ed, his gaze lingering uneasily on his right hand.

“This is fifth-degree frostbite.” Lin Xiaohui sighed after examining another warrior whose right leg was stiff and whose skin color had turned black.

“Doctor Lin, what does fifth-degree frostbite mean?” Jiang Yan asked, puzzled.

Lin Xiaohui got up, looked sympathetically at the warrior, and said softly:

“It’s the most severe type of frostbite. If it had been before the apocalypse with medical facilities available, it could be treated, but now it’s likely only amputation can be done.”

Jiang Yan, “…”

“Doctor Lin, is my leg going to be useless?” The warrior didn’t hear the conversation between Lin Xiaohui and Jiang Yan but guessed the seriousness of the situation from her expression.

Moreover, it had always been extremely cold weather before, and some basic knowledge training had been done at the Yaoben Base.

“There should still be hope, don’t lose heart.” Lin Xiaohui could only comfort him.

“Alright, does anyone else have severe physical discomfort?” Song Qian scanned everyone.

To speak of physical discomfort, everyone was uncomfortable.

After all, everyone carries more or less some old injuries.

A few warriors pursed their dry lips and shook their heads, “No more.”

The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat oppressive.

Now they not only had to face the problem of food shortage but also frostbite issues, and moreover, the problem of the Mutated Snow Wolves attacking again…

“Crackle crackle~” Just then, the walkie-talkies on several persons simultaneously sounded.

A hoarse voice of surprise came through:

“Sister Yan, Brother Song, Dr. Song has woken up!”