Apocalypse Invasion: Survival on the Infinite Train
The volunteer's bizarre kindness left Ming Chu feeling a bit confused. She declined the well-intentioned offer: "It's alright, I also want to know what happened to this patient."
She was telling the truth.
She wouldn't pass up the opportunity to observe the characteristics of various symptoms.
But the volunteer, hearing her words, felt another wave of pity, admiration, astonishment, and understanding.
Ming Chu: "?"
I don't get it!
Feeling that the volunteer had seemingly imagined something, Ming Chu turned her head away silently. She didn't want to probe into other people's imaginations; she just wanted to record the uniqueness of this person's condition.
"Sister, Sister Ming, I'm thirsty."
Zhong Xiangyang looked longingly at the two sisters in his heart.
Where would Zhong Shuang get water?
She mocked, "Go stand outside and open your mouth to catch it."
Zhong Xiangyang looked aggrieved.
Then he was "cured" by a bottle of water thrown to him by Ming Chu: "Sister Ming, Sister, I knew you wouldn't ignore me."
Zhong Shuang: "Pfft."
Did she care?
As expected, he was still that stupid thing, completely unable to read the room.
He didn't even know who he should really be clinging to.
Zhong Xiangyang gulped down the whole bottle of water, only then feeling much more comfortable. The tormenting dryness in his body seemed to dissipate quite a bit. He let out a long breath and continued lying on the side like a salted fish.
On the way back, the boat rescued quite a few more people.
By the end, Zhong Xiangyang had nowhere to lie down. The only person lying nearby was the patient whose fever had dropped from over 41 degrees to 38.3.