Reborn: I Stock Up and Bully the Trash to Dominate the Apocalypse

Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu returned to their dormitory first. The moment they opened the door, Zhong Tiyun and Zhou Jianghai immediately came to greet them.

Zhong Tiyun's eyes were full of concern. She held Zhou Shuwan's hand and looked her up and down until she was sure that she was safe and sound, then she breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Jianghai stood aside with a smile on his face.

Mu Mu poked her head out of the room with a trace of fatigue on her face, but when she saw Zhou Shuwan, her eyes immediately lit up: "Sister, you're finally back!"

Zhou Shuwan smiled, pulled Mu Mu over, and gently ruffled his hair: "I'm glad everyone is okay."

After a brief greeting, Zhou Shuwan turned her gaze to Zhong Tiyun: "Mom, how is Yuxuan? How is she now?"

Zhong Tiyun's face immediately darkened, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

She took a deep breath, as if trying to control her emotions, but her voice was still choked:

"Yuxuan just woke up yesterday, but she's still extremely weak. She has comminuted fractures all over her body, and some of her internal organs are damaged. She's undergone several surgeries since the accident, and each time, it was a close call to bring her back from the brink of death."

Zhou Shuwan's heart suddenly tightened.

She knew that Yuxuan's injuries were serious, but she didn't expect it to be to this extent.

Zhong Tiyun's voice continued to be heard, with a bit of helplessness and heartache: "Zhipeng has been in a bad mood these days. He has been guarding outside the bed and is unwilling to rest."

Zhou Shuwan nodded, her tone firm: "Mom, take me to see her."

Zhong Tiyun raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes and forced a smile: "Okay, let's go together."

The two walked out of the dormitory with heavy and slow steps.

Occasionally, a few survivors passed by in the corridor, their faces showing fatigue and anxiety.

Zhou Shuwan's gaze lingered on these people for a moment, and he knew that the expression on his face at this moment must be very similar to theirs.

When they arrived at the rescue area, Zhipeng was standing at the door, staring at the ground with empty eyes.

His face was pale and his beard had already grown, and it was obvious that he had not rested for a long time.

Hearing footsteps, he looked up, and when he saw Zhou Shuwan and Zhong Tiyun, a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Wanwan, you're back." Zhipeng's voice was hoarse and tired, and he seemed to have no strength to speak.

Zhou Shuwan walked forward, patted his shoulder gently, and said something that even she felt was empty: "Yuxuan will be fine, you have to have confidence."

Zhipeng didn't answer, but just nodded, with worry and fear still lingering in his eyes.

He pushed open the door of the ward and motioned Zhou Shuwan and Zhong Tiyun to go in.

Because of Zhou Shuwan, the two captains also attached great importance to Yuxuan and specially arranged the most precious independent ward so that Yuxuan could rest in peace.

So, the ward was very small at this time, but she was the only patient.

The air in the ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

Yuxuan lay there, her face as pale as paper, her eyes closed, her breathing weak and even.

His body was covered in bandages, and blood was seeping from some parts of his body.

There were countless tubes inserted into his body.

Zhou Shuwan's fingers gently stroked the back of Yuxuan's hand, feeling the cold temperature, and his heart ached.

Her fingers gently placed on Yuxuan's pulse, carefully feeling the faint beat.

Although Yuxuan's breathing was still weak, her pulse did not weaken further. Instead, it was slightly stronger than before.

Looking more closely at her vital signs, they all seemed to be better than her worst predictions.

A hint of relief flashed across Zhou Shuwan's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by solemnity.

"Her condition... is temporarily stable." Zhou Shuwan withdrew his hand and turned to look at Zhipeng: "Although her injuries are serious, her vital signs are slowly improving."

Zhipeng held Yuxuan's hand tightly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.