I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

⟣Chapter 10

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: I OPENED A CLINIC IN THE APOCALYPSE

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CONTENT WARNINGS: Gory stuff

Wen ‎Qingling was very angry. Was he being treated as if he was dead?

That zombie herd out of nowhere—the Blood Corpse actually dared to command his little brothers1Meaning the zombies. Did it forget who was the true boss of South City?

The roaring of the zombies could be heard from the clinic.

Jiang Lan poked her head out the door, looking around. The sound was coming from the south. “What kind of large-scale activity are your little brothers doing? ‎Did they not inform you?”

Wen Qingling: “There’s a wild zombie that stole my authority and is attacking ‎humans.”

Jiang Lan replied, “Then hurry up and snatch it back. We are morally upright and socially responsible zombies and don’t ever attack humans.”

Wen Qingling raised his head and looked at his mother.

“Yeah, we don’t take the initiative to attack humans.”

But if humans were the first to attack, and they did not retaliate, wouldn’t they be fools?

Jiang Lan nodded, asking, “Has the zombie who stole your authority been dealt with?”

Wen Qingling rested his cheek against his hand and spoke.

“I’ll drive it out of South City. East City, North City, West City—it’s free to go anywhere, as long as it doesn’t bother my zombie little brothers.”

Wen Zheng, holding a cup of tea made from the blood anemone’s tentacles, slowly ambled over.

“Business is too bleak. I was wondering when you would be able to step up as Ling City’s big boss, but in one moment of carelessness, even your authority in South City was lost. Sure enough, we can’t not work. We must have a source of income.”

Wen Zheng drank a mouthful of tea that looked like blood.

“Why don’t you give me a blood anemone, I will be a travelling doctor. I’m sure I will meet humans who are infected and require urgent help.”

Wen Qingling covered his face and said, “Dear Dad, please stop dreaming. With your condition, I’ll be eternally grateful if you don’t pounce onto a living human and take a bite out of them, much less help them.”

Wen Zheng got angry.

“As long as I’m not hungry, I won’t want to eat people.”

Wen Qingling: “Yes, yes, you have already cultivated yourself back to a human.”

Right as they were discussing the lack of business, a business opportunity came up to the door. There was another zombie who wanted to regain consciousness.

This type of treatment was very simple, so Wen Qingling always left it to his parents to do. All he needed to do was provide blood anemones. ‎

Wen Qingling checked the whereabouts of the four people ‎once again. ‎

There were so many zombies eyeing them that they had no choice but to leave.

Up till they left South City, the zombie horde was still standing at the edge of the city staring at them. ‎

Only when they drove even further away did the zombie horde finally disperse, some heading back and some continuing to forage for‎‎ food. ‎

Ji Rong stopped the car. His hands were full of cold sweat. He had driven out of the city with a horde of zombies packed around them, almost like escorts in a parade. If not for his ability to withstand stress, he would have collapsed long ago.