I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

⟣Chapter 43

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: I OPENED A CLINIC IN THE APOCALYPSE

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Wen Qingling spoke and acted accordingly. It was not until Xiao Hen sent Meng Lao away that he appeared.

Xiao Hen felt helpless toward Wen Qingling. Watching him approach step by step, he thought he would say something, but unexpectedly, the first thing he said was, “100 ordinary crystals.”

Xiao Hen: “…”

Xiao Hen looked at Ji Rong, who was following Wen Qingling.

Ji Rong raised his arm without any visible traces, indicating that the crystals were spent on this.

Xiao Hen had no choice but to pay with another batch of crystals.

After receiving the treatment fee, Wen Qingling spoke again, “Do you want to rescue those three assistants?”

Xiao Hen: “If it’s possible to save them, then definitely.”

Wen Qingling: “No need to rescue them. They have already been thrown to feed the zombies by that Colonel.”

Xiao Hen: “…”

Ji Rong: “!!!!”

Ji Rong: “Damn it, I knew that bastard named Yin is no good!”

Ji Rong worriedly asked, “Boss, how do we explain this to Meng Lao?”

Xiao Hen: “Those four followed Yin Cheng here. Whether it’s protection or abandonment, it’s their own business. I only promised Meng Lao to do my best to save them. If I can’t, there’s nothing I can do.”

Xiao Hen: “Since they followed here, they should be prepared that they can’t go back.”

Xiao Hen asked Wen Qingling, “Do you want to go and see the armed helicopter now?”

Wen Qingling looked in a certain direction and left a word before disappearing.

Wen Qingling: “Wait for me here. I’ll be back soon.”

The zombies in Rong City made the air force training base their stronghold, and it wasn’t a spontaneous formation. There was a “leader” present.

Wen Qingling appeared in front of a dormitory building surrounded by zombies. There were soldier zombies and civilian zombies.

At the entrance of the dormitory building, there stood a 7 or 8-year-old girl. She was wearing a princess dress and little leather shoes that should have been beautiful. However, the princess dress was torn and dirty, and the red leather shoes had turned black from the dirt. In her arms, she held a doll that had its body but no head, revealing a clumped black cotton filling.

Her hair was disheveled, and her face and mouth were covered in black blood stains. Her gray-white eyes stared intensely at Wen Qingling. When she saw Wen Qingling appear, the little girl let out a cautious roar.

Wen Qingling, with a blank expression on his face, stared back at the little girl. Clearly, he didn’t expect the “leader” of Rong City to be such a small child. Wen Qingling was most afraid of dealing with children, especially delicate little girls. Reasoning with them was futile. If things didn’t go their way, they would cry and throw tantrums. You couldn’t hit or kill them, only pacify them.

Wen Qingling lacked the patience to appease others.

Wen Qingling attempted to communicate, “Can you understand what I’m saying?”

In response, the little girl lunged at Wen Qingling and tried to bite him.

Wen Qingling: “…”

Indeed, she was a child who didn’t understand fear. She dared to bite even Wen Qingling, whom she will call “Daddy Wen.”