It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 627 Cooperation
Ling Feiran's gaze swept over the group of volunteers in front of her, and she said in a deep voice, "I have cleared the negative effects from you. Fortunately, not many people have been infected because we are not Amir's main target. His target is the infected. Compared with us, the infected who live in poverty and illness are more likely to be sown with the seeds of hatred. Now the infected outside the quarantine area are in chaos, and we cannot let the infected in the hospital ward follow suit."

As Ling Feiran spoke, she looked at the head nurse's body and continued, suppressing her grief: "The patients were jealous of us for having the cards, and we were also tired of taking care of them day after day. Sometimes, due to work pressure, we might not be able to help but be rude and disrespectful to the patients. There was already a gap and conflict between us, but as long as the head nurse was there, everyone would restrain themselves. Amir saw this and used music to induce the head nurse to commit suicide. He wanted to provoke us and cause the inpatient department to get out of control. We cannot let him have his way."

Liu Wen was terrified after hearing this, her face turning pale. "I never imagined the musician's cards were so powerful..."

Ling Feiran lowered her eyes. "His cards are probably more than just musicians. Don't you find it strange that he's so popular here? Even though we've only talked to him a few times, we inexplicably trust him."

"So you feel that way too?" a nurse blurted out. "The first time I saw him, he looked familiar, like I'd known him for a long time. I felt a sense of closeness to him, but I was afraid that if I said it, people would misunderstand and think I had feelings for him, so I never dared to say it."

Liu Wen felt the same way, and now that she realized she had been deceived, she was filled with anger and resentment.

"Let's arrest him! Hand him over to the guards!" Liu Wen gritted her teeth in hatred.

"But where is Amir now? I went to his room to hand out candles, but I didn't see him."

"He killed the head nurse, he certainly won't just sit here and wait to die, he might have already escaped from the inpatient department!"

"Even if we find him, do you think we can catch him with just a few of us?"

Everyone started discussing it, and the group fell into a state of panic with no one in charge.

Liu Wen first dialed the security team's number, but no one answered. The singing upstairs grew louder and louder. What should have been a soothing and melodious tune was instead incredibly powerful, and even the thunder couldn't suppress the surging resentment in the singing!
The sound of hurried footsteps rang out overhead, and Liu Wen's face turned deathly pale.

She looked at Ling Feiran, "What should we do?... Feifei, can you control those patients?"

She knew this was difficult, so she clearly lost confidence by the end.

But Ling Feiran nodded and replied, "I can give it a try, you guys cooperate with me."

Liu Wen was taken aback for a moment, then took a deep breath, puffed out her chest, and said, "Okay, tell me, how do you need us to cooperate?"

Ling Feiran looked at the head nurse's body again.

The blood was still flowing, indicating that the time of death was not long ago. A riot had just broken out outside the quarantine area, and the head nurse had just died. This was no coincidence. Amir must have known about the situation on the refugee side, so he chose this time to make the head nurse commit suicide, wanting to make things even more chaotic.

The area with the strongest defense in the entire quarantine zone is the perimeter fence. Since it can withstand contaminants, it should also be able to withstand refugees.

But the inpatient department is different.

This is the weakest point in terms of defense, and also the least valued area.

“We must gather all the volunteers and let everyone know the current situation.” Ling Feiran said quickly while organizing her thoughts. “There are only two or three volunteers on each floor, but there are about sixty patients on each floor. If the patients collectively get out of control, our situation will be very dangerous.”

"I'm fast, I'll go tell everyone to gather on the first floor!" A volunteer volunteered and turned to run upstairs.

Ling Feiran looked at the remaining volunteers and said, “Once everyone is here, you will need to split into two groups. One group will guard the entrances and exits of the building, and the other group will go to the pharmacy to get as many anesthetics as possible. As long as these patients fall into a coma, the music will not be able to control them. Remember, give priority to patients on the lower floors. These patients have milder infection symptoms and are more mobile, which means they are also more aggressive.”

She turned to Liu Wen and said, "Keep calling the security team until someone answers."

“Okay! I know what to do!” Liu Wen agreed immediately.

Volunteers began running downstairs, some with grave expressions, others with panic. Liu Wen gathered a few people and said firmly, "Guard the corridors! Don't let any patient leave the second ward!"

The remaining volunteers prepared to go and get the anesthetic.

Ling Feiran said, "I'll go with you. If there are any uncooperative patients, I'll try to remove the influence Amir has exerted on them, but..."

She bit her lower lip and spoke again, "But there are just too many patients. I don't know how long my card energy can last... I hope it can last until the guards arrive..."

Her voice trembled slightly.

It's impossible not to be afraid.

She had never dealt with such a situation before, and the thought of facing a group of patients who could go berserk at any moment filled her with dread and immense panic.

But she couldn't retreat; there was no way out for her.

A volunteer stepped forward and said, "I'll stay with you. My card is the Harvest Messenger, which can help you replenish your energy."

“My card is Night Dreamer, which should be helpful.” Another volunteer stepped forward.

Ling Feiran's eyes welled up with tears, and she nodded vigorously with red eyes, "Okay, let's try together and see if we can hold on."

Everyone started taking action.

The singing upstairs was deafening. Volunteers rushed in and, taking advantage of the patients' immersion in the music, skillfully injected anesthetics.

Everyone tried to keep their emotions calm, so as not to agitate the patient.

After finishing the injection in one ward, they immediately went to the next ward without stopping.

When a patient saw several nurses suddenly enter the ward, he became alert and kept backing away.

Ling Feiran smiled gently and coaxed, "This is a painkiller. We recently applied for a higher drug allowance for you. One injection will stop the pain."

The patient was burly and strong, but unusually timid. He wrapped himself in a sheet and kept shaking his head, saying, "I don't want an injection, I don't want a shot..."

Volunteers and patients mainly rely on the voice translation function in the headset to communicate. Now, the entire hospital ward is without power and the network is down, so the translation function is unusable.

The volunteers around Ling Feiran exchanged glances, then stepped forward together and held the patient down on both sides!

Ling Feiran naturally couldn't miss the opportunity and pulled the patient's arm out from under the sheet!

The striking red color caught Ling Feiran's eye, and she couldn't help but be stunned. The patient's hands were covered in blood!

The patient, even more terrified after being restrained, screamed and broke free, shouting incoherently, "You're here to kill me! You must have found out the head nurse is dead, so you want to kill me! But I didn't kill her, I really didn't kill her! I just took her card—"

(End of this chapter)