The Chef Rules the Last Days
Chapter 292 - 290: Infection

Chapter 292: Chapter 290: Infection

The voice wasn’t loud, but it could echo throughout the entire venue.

It was an aura even more terrifying than He Fei.

Everyone fell silent. Ding Yan, who had been in the equipment room taking care of some students with a few teachers, arrived in time. He roared, "What are you all crowding around here for!? Don’t you want your blankets? I’ll let this gentleman take them away if you don’t!"

His voice was like a pardon. Most people quickly got moving, walking around Lu Chen and running back to the first floor to guard their blankets.

Some people seemed to recover, realizing they had been carried away and spoken out of turn. As they passed by He Fei, they offered their apologies.

He Fei had no reaction, lying straight on his blanket, looking up at the high ceiling and the chandelier of the gymnasium.

When Su Mo and Lu Chen arrived by his side, they heard him say,

"I think I might have made a mistake."

Ding Yan knelt beside him, examining his wound and hastily called for a student to bring gauze.

The uninjured superpower users, together with the teachers, busied themselves, chaotically starting to bandage those with scratch injuries.

The wounds weren’t fatal, but excessive blood loss and infection leading to fever could claim the lives of these five injured individuals.

There was a deep scratch on He Fei’s right arm, the flesh torn open to reveal white bone, along with an oddly protruding fragment of bone.

Ding Yan, already frantic, squatted beside him, "This arm looks like it’s broken. We just used our last antibiotics on those students who had fevers."

Upon hearing about a broken arm, He Fei’s expression filled with despair. He wanted to comfort Ding Yan, but Su Mo, who had been standing by, pulled on Lu Chen’s hand, "Lu Chen, it’s not broken, it’s a fracture."

The man glanced at his arm, "Yes, a fracture."

Ding Yan quickly got up and moved closer to Su Mo, "Were you a medical student before? Can you set bones?"

Before Su Mo could shake her head, Lu Chen pulled her into his embrace, "I can."

He didn’t want his woman touching another man’s hand, especially one who was interested in her.

Su Mo poked Lu Chen, feeling his discontent and coldness, she said to Ding Yan, "I’ve only set a bone once, learned from my husband."

Calling him ’husband’ seemed to relax Lu Chen’s taut face. He even let go of Su Mo to kneel before He Fei, observing the injury before speaking, "There will be heavy bleeding after setting the bone."

"It’s fine, I can cauterize my skin with fire," He Fei, who already had the blanket in his mouth, had gratitude in his eyes for Lu Chen.

Without any hesitation, the man got to work without giving He Fei time to react.

He bit down on the blanket, veins popping out on his neck as blood gushed profusely from his arm. The wound needed to be stopped from bleeding and sutured.

Ding Yan quickly summoned a Fire Ability User who heated a fruit knife until it was red-hot, then pressed it against his skin.

Su Mo smelled the scent of roasting meat and silently stepped back a few paces, "Tonight, we need to be careful."

She was speaking to Lu Chen.

After all, with so many infections and mutations, if they didn’t spot a death in time, the consequences of zombie transformation would be unthinkable.

Lu Chen, after finishing up, wiped his stained hands and said indifferently, "Let’s go back to sleep, I’ll keep watch."

Su Mo thought for a moment, then tiptoed to whisper in his ear.

"Just consider it a little favor, their fate is in their own hands now," she said.

Lu Chen ruffled her hair, "Okay."

The two made their way back to the tent and took out two diluted bottles of Biluochun Tea and Zijuan Tea.

In Su Mo’s hand was also a strip of pills, which she handed to Ding Yan, "Fever and cold medicine, you might need it."

The man, who had nearly stepped into his grave, almost knelt to thank them, "Thank you so much, these are the pills we desperately needed."

He had been blaming himself for using all the medicine on the feverish students in the equipment room, now his urgent problem was finally addressed.

Lu Chen also passed over the two bottles of water, lying without a change of expression, "There are some herbal infusions added to it."

Ding Yan gave another round of heartfelt thanks before finally accepting the items.

The two of them played the good Samaritans, earning grateful gazes from many superpower users on the second floor.

Back in the tent, Su Mo took off her shoes, and her exhausted body was finally able to relax.

She snuggled into Lu Chen’s embrace again and stared at his attractive Adam’s apple as she said, "It looks like the snow will stop in a couple of days."

He hugged her tighter, "As soon as the snow stops, we’re leaving, it’s not safe here."

After a while, Su Mo spoke again, "Did you notice the man from the South Building tonight?"

Lu Chen’s gaze turned cold, "Something wasn’t right."

Su Mo tilted her head up slightly, looking into his deep blue eyes, "You also think there was something off about him?"

"Yeah," he brushed the hair sticking to her cheek aside and said in a cold voice, "There’s no way he could have failed to kill more than a dozen zombies."

Su Mo fell silent, her eyes and brows filled with thought. Everyone here was a student, what could he be plotting?

Her pensive look was cute and exquisite, endlessly enchanting.

Lu Chen swallowed hard, caught her chin and said in a husky, magnetic voice, "Stop thinking about others. Remember what you promised me tonight?"

The hand around her waist lifted her slightly.

Forced to look him in the eye, Su Mo’s lips pouted, "I remember, a kiss."

This time, she leaned in proactively to deliver her lips to his.

It wasn’t for any other reason but to temporarily forget the bloody scenes of the night and to make herself feel a bit better.

Now the dawn was not far off.

After her lips had swollen a little from the kiss, he let her go. She was so sleepy that she couldn’t help but curl back into his embrace and mumbled sleepily, "Let’s sleep for a while, it’s almost daylight, they have people watching, there shouldn’t be any major problems."

"Hmm," the man complied and closed his eyes.

...

At the crack of dawn, several students on the first floor got up, wrapped in blankets, needing to use the bathroom urgently.

"Why is the door locked?"

"I don’t know, it was fine yesterday,"

"They said there are mutant rats, maybe they’ve sealed it off?"

"There’s another small one over there, we’ve all been using bottles anyway, so just toss it out after we’re done,"

"Let’s go."

Inside the bathroom, a man who had locked himself in lay on the cold floor, his hands turned dark purple from coldness, stretching forward, "Save... save me."

Because of the extremely low temperature, and without any means to keep warm on top of the fever, his call for help was as faint as a mosquito’s buzz.

The people outside did not hear the cry for help inside as their footsteps gradually faded away.

His bloodshot eyes slowly closed.

...

When the day was fully bright, the five infected patients on the second floor, along with He Fei, all began to develop a high fever.

After Ding Yan had them drink the so-called herbal water sent by Lu Chen, he hadn’t slept a wink.

The superpower users around him dared not relax at all.

Having slept undisturbed until noon, Su Mo barely got enough sleep. Lu Chen still hadn’t awoken, and without disturbing him, her mind started to replay the events with the man from the South Building yesterday.