Chinese agents survive in a zombie apocalypse.

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When Rick and Lori rushed into the room, they found Hershel there, and little Carl had actually woken up!

"..."

Lori staggered to the bedside, reached out her trembling hand and gently stroked her son's forehead, too overwhelmed to speak.

Little Carl finally saw his parents, which made him temporarily forget the pain in his body. He gasped for breath and asked in confusion, "Where are we?"

It turns out that his memory was still stuck in that sun-dappled forest, the moment he slowly reached out his hand, about to touch the sika deer...

"Hey, little guy."

Rick came over, first looking gratefully at Hassel, before introducing him to his son, "This is Hassel, we're at his house..."

"You had a little accident... Are you feeling better?"

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Little Karl frowned as waves of excruciating pain shot through his abdomen. He instinctively reached out to feel for the source of the pain.

"..."

Seeing this, Lori quickly grabbed his hand, afraid he would touch the wound, her eyes filled with undisguised heartache, and comforted him, "Baby, I know, I know..."

"..."

Rick felt heartbroken watching his son suffer, wishing he could take his place.

However, to Rick's utter surprise, a weak yet innocent smile appeared on Carl's pale face.

He turned his head with difficulty to look at his mother, and said excitedly, "You really should see it for yourself..."

"what?"

Lori fought back tears, asking with a mixture of heartache and confusion.

"That deer..."

Little Carlton paused, his smile slightly distorted by pain, but the light in his eyes grew even clearer as he continued with difficulty, "It's so beautiful, Mom."

"It's very close to me..."

"I never..."

Just then, the smile on Karl's face froze instantly, and before he could finish speaking, he fell into a state of complete shock once again.

Rick's expression changed drastically, and he anxiously called out, "Karl?"

"What's up with him?"

Lori panicked, her voice trembling.

Suddenly, another unexpected turn of events occurred. Xiao Ka's body began to convulse violently and uncontrollably, the movements becoming increasingly intense, like a fish thrown ashore, struggling, twisting, and thrashing about desperately on land...

"..."

When Lori saw this, she completely panicked, and her mind went blank.

Rick was equally taken aback by this sudden turn of events, but his paternal instincts quickly took over. Without hesitation, he pressed down on Carl's body to prevent the wound from reopening and causing more serious consequences.

"Don't touch him! It's an epileptic seizure."

Seeing this, Hassel shouted to stop Rick's actions, warning him gravely, "If you hold him down, you'll hurt him..."

"Can't we stop it?"

Lori looked at Hassel in near despair, her voice filled with helplessness and pleading.

"...He has to get through this on his own."

Hao Sher was powerless to do anything about it and sighed helplessly.

"Woo..."

Lori broke down in tears and helplessly threw herself into her husband's arms.

The couple held each other tightly, watching helplessly as their son struggled in agony before them.

Fortunately, this despairing torment did not last long. Little Karl gradually stopped convulsing, but he remained in a deep coma.

Haosheer immediately stepped forward, skillfully pried open little Karl's eyelids, examined his pupils, and carefully listened to his heartbeat and breathing with a stethoscope, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

"..."

Rick and Lori both looked at him with nervousness and trepidation.

"Insufficient blood supply to the brain, blood pressure is too low..."

Hao Sher removed his stethoscope and said in a heavy voice, "He needs another blood transfusion."

"Okay, let's draw."

Without a second thought, Rick immediately rolled up his sleeves and urged him on.

"You can't get any more blood transfusions, your body can't take it."

Hoseidon rejected Rick's suggestion, just as he was about to say something more.

"Let me do it."

Just then, a calm voice suddenly rang out.

Rick and his friends turned around and saw that the doorway of the room had been surrounded by people. They had all heard the commotion and their eyes were filled with tension and concern.

As Li Ailun rolled up his sleeves, he walked to the bedside. His eyes were calm and resolute as he said firmly, "Don't waste time, draw my blood."

"..."

Hao Sher couldn't help but take a few more glances at the handsome and composed Chinese man, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. Then he turned to the door and called out, "Patricia, quick, prepare for the blood transfusion!"

"Ok."

Patricia squeezed through the crowd, picked up the blood transfusion equipment that had been prepared beforehand from the bedside table, and while making the preparations in an orderly manner, she instructed Lee Allen: "Sit in this chair."

"..."

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Ailun sat down on the chair beside the bed as instructed, extended his left hand, and calmly watched as the other person skillfully disinfected and inserted the needle...

Soon, a stream of bright red blood flowed slowly through the transparent tube, eventually flowing into little Karl's weak body. As the blood was injected, a trace of color gradually returned to little Karl's originally pale face.

"..."

Seeing that the situation had temporarily stabilized, Hao She'er breathed a slight sigh of relief. He turned to the crowd gathered at the door and said, "Everyone, please disperse. We don't need so many people here for now."

"Just call me if you need anything..."

"We are all here..."

"..."

Seeing that they couldn't really help, the crowd gradually dispersed.

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Time passed second by second, and little Karl on the bed remained unconscious, but his condition was much more stable now than it had been during the terrifying scene just now.

"..."

Li Ailun sat quietly, his eyes fixed on the IV line, but his mind was already miles away.

"..."

Rick sat wearily on a chair on the other side of the bed, his body feeling as if all his strength had been drained.

Lori sat on the ground beside him, her head resting limply on her husband's knees, her eyes vacant, as if her soul had been ripped away by grief.

"We were standing in the jungle before he was shot..."

Suddenly, Rick's weak voice broke the suffocating silence. After a pause, he continued, "A deer is walking towards us..."

“I swear, he just stood there, motionless, staring intently at Karl…”

"..."

Lori finally reacted, looking up at her husband as if waiting for him to continue.

"I looked at Carl, Carl looked at the deer, and the deer looked at Carl; that moment was just..."

Rick's voice choked with emotion, and his eyes reddened again. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, and looked at his wife with immense self-reproach, saying, "It was just a fleeting moment..."

"Passing by in an instant..."

Carl was shot; it happened in a fleeting instant, and he had no time to react.

"..."

Lori's eyes were already wet; she could imagine what had happened, so she couldn't blame her husband.

Rick composed himself, looked into his wife's eyes, and continued, "He woke up and talked about this moment, not about being shot..."

"Or it was something that happened in the church..."

He was talking about beautiful things, things with vitality...

"..."

Tears streamed down Lori's face as she thought of her son, who had just woken up and was eager to share his joy with her. A smile involuntarily crept onto her lips, a smile that held both heartache and relief.

"..."

Rick recalled Lori's despairing expression in the hallway, her words about wanting to give up, which still seemed to echo in his ears.

But Karl's reaction after waking up was like a ray of light, piercing through the gloom in his heart and giving him renewed faith.

"..."

Rick looked earnestly at his wife, who was silently weeping, and said with seriousness and determination, "We can still have a good life. A place like this isn't dead yet, it isn't..."

We must be strong!

"After experiencing all this, we can still believe in miracles..."

"..."

On the other side, Lee Allen listened quietly to Rick's words, a subtle, almost imperceptible emotion occasionally flashing in his eyes.

Looking at this man struggling in pain yet stubbornly persevering, he couldn't help but feel a surge of admiration.

In this world filled with despair and fear, his qualities and radiance burned tenaciously like a flame in the darkness...

Rick continued, "You ask me why it's better for Carl to be alive?"

"He talked about the deer, Lori."

"He actually started talking about that deer..."

He stopped there and didn't continue.

Rick believed that Lori understood what he meant; the unspoken understanding between the couple required no further words.

"..."

Just then, Hassel returned to the room. He carefully removed both needles, ending the transfusion, and then meticulously checked on little Karl's condition...

"Thank you, Allen."

Rick stood up, walked over to Lee Allen, his eyes filled with gratitude, and said sincerely, "Everything you've done for Carl..."

Li Ailun simply patted his arm lightly, a faint smile on his face, and said, "Don't say that. If you need anything, just let me know."

"..."

The two men looked at each other, nodded, and everything was understood without a word.

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