Many children, many blessings: Helping classmates' mothers survive the apocalypse

Bai Bing gasped for breath.

She tightly covered her bleeding right arm with her left hand.

Crimson blood had soaked through half of her cheongsam, trickling down her fair arm.

They climbed the dimly lit stairs. At each corner, Lin Feng would kick out.

Kick down the pile of discarded cardboard boxes and old bicycles to block the passage below.

Upon reaching the iron gate of the rooftop connecting corridor, Bai Bing was completely exhausted.

She held her knees with both hands, her vision blurred, and her legs felt as weak as noodles.

It swayed twice and looked like it was about to fall headfirst onto the concrete ground.

Lin Feng pushed open the iron gate to the rooftop and glanced back at her.

Without saying a word, he squatted down in front of her, his broad back facing away from her.

"Come up."

Bai Bing was stunned.

Her chest heaved violently, and her breathing became erratic.

As a high school homeroom teacher with fifteen years of experience, her pride made her instinctively want to refuse.

"Bang—Crack!"

The sound of a fire door handle breaking came from the stairwell below, and the roar of the zombies instantly amplified.

She swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue, gritted her teeth, and awkwardly climbed onto Lin Feng's back.

Lin Feng supported her knees with both hands, got up and rushed up to the rooftop corridor.

The wind was blowing in from the dilapidated roof of the connecting corridor.

Bai Bing lay on the man's back, her cheek inevitably pressed against the warm skin of the back of his neck.

He could hear Lin Feng's strong, powerful heartbeat and the crisp sound of his military boots crushing the loose stones under his feet.

The wind blew away the last few hairpins that were used to hold her hair in place.

Her long, black hair was completely disheveled, flying wildly in the wind.

Bai Bing turned her head away, looking at the passageway behind her that was getting farther and farther away, her eyes burning with pain.

In all her years of teaching, she had seen countless troublesome students, but she never dreamed that one day...

She imagined herself in this cannibalistic world, clinging to the back of the student who used to give her the most headaches, trying to escape.

Back on the sixteenth floor.

Lin Feng stood in front of the heavy steel security door, carrying Bai Bing on his back.

The motion-sensor lights in the hallway had long been turned off, with only a faint warm light shining through the crack in the door.

He didn't knock, but instead took a deep breath and called out in a low voice through the crack in the door:

"Aunt Su, it's me, open the door."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a series of hurried footsteps came from inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the stainless steel lock cylinder made a crisp turning sound, and with a "click," the security door opened.

Su Qing and Su Xiaoxiao stood in the entrance hall.

When they saw what was happening outside the door, the expressions on the mother and daughter's faces were priceless.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, her face filled with surprise.

Su Qing's gaze swept between Lin Feng and Bai Bing, finally settling on Lin Feng's hand that was still wrapped around Bai Bing's waist, her expression becoming extremely complicated.

She herself had just been rescued by Lin Feng, and she knew very well how safe and secure she was by this man's side.

Now that there is suddenly another equally mature and beautiful woman, she feels a subtle sense of territoriality arising inexplicably.

"close the door."

Lin Feng went inside and placed Bai Bing on the sofa in the living room.

Warm air from the constant temperature system blew over.

Bai Bing shivered, and only then did she have time to look around.

The room was enclosed by bulletproof glass, with ample lighting and a faint aroma of food wafting through the air.

This place and the hell outside are like two completely different worlds.

"Bring the first-aid kit."

Lin Feng gave an instruction and then walked towards the solid wood storage cabinet next to him.

Using the cabinet door as cover, he had a sudden thought and retrieved iodine, hemostatic gauze, and antibiotics from his system space.

Then, he pretended to rummage through the cabinet and took the medicines back to the coffee table and put them down.

Without thinking twice, Su Qing stepped forward, picked up a cotton swab, and dipped it in iodine: "Let me help Teacher Bai with this."

Bai Bing's right arm had a deep wound with the skin and flesh turned outwards, which was a shocking sight.

The moment the iodine solution irritated the wound, Bai Bing gasped in pain and instinctively recoiled.

But she bit her lower lip tightly and refused to utter a sound of pain.

His brows furrowed, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead as he struggled to maintain the dignity befitting a teacher.

The bandaging is complete.

Bai Bing leaned back on the sofa, staring at Lin Feng standing in front of her, remaining silent for a full half minute.

"Lin Feng..." she began, her voice hoarse but her words still clear, "Thank you."

After a pause, she lowered her eyes and said in a softer voice, "Your teacher used to be...too strict with you."

Lin Feng was slowly and methodically unscrewing the cap of the iodine bottle, without even looking up.

"Ms. Bai, if I remember correctly, you said at the parent-teacher meeting a few months ago that I was 'hopeless'."

He threw the medicine bottle into the first-aid kit.

"It seems that Lan Ni has proven to be quite capable in critical moments."

Bai Bing choked.

Lin Feng closed the first-aid kit, looked up at her, and said with a half-smile:

"But let's make this clear first. Now that you've stepped through this door, your life, Bai Bing's life, is mine."

"Here, you must listen to me. Do you understand the rules?"

These words completely disregarded her as a teacher.

An unnatural flush instantly spread across Bai Bing's cool and mature face, reaching all the way to the roots of her neck.

Su Xiaoxiao, standing to the side, couldn't hold it in any longer and covered her mouth to secretly laugh out loud.

Even Su Qing, who is usually dignified and reserved, couldn't help but smile.

Bai Bing, feeling embarrassed, turned her face away, her tone both awkward and anxious:

"Don't get cocky. I was just stating the facts, not apologizing. As for my life... well, if you hadn't intervened, I'd be dead by now. Do whatever you want with me."

As she finished speaking, Bai Bing's speech slowed down, and her tone softened noticeably, losing the confidence she usually had when teaching and nurturing students.

Lin Feng chuckled at this insincere explanation and didn't reply.

Su Qing took out a change of clothes from the bedroom and handed it to Bai Bing.

Those were Raymond Lam's cotton T-shirt and athletic shorts.

When Bai Bing reached out to take the clothes, her fingers stiffened for a moment.

She glanced at the identical gray T-shirt Su Qing was wearing, then at Lin Feng, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

Su Qing explained very frankly, "There are no women's clothes in the safe house, Teacher Bai, you'll just have to make do."

Bai Bing pursed her lips, picked up her clothes, and went into the bathroom.

The sound of running water could be heard from the bathroom.

Su Xiaoxiao leaned closer to Lin Feng and asked in a low voice:

"Are you really planning to take Ms. Bai in? She's notoriously strict. If she stays, will you ever have a peaceful day at home again?"

Lin Feng leaned back in his dining chair, closing his eyes to rest.

"Su Xiaoxiao is just a lucky survivor here. Teacher Bai's organizational skills and attention to detail are better than both of you, mother and daughter, combined."

He opened his eyes and glanced at Su Xiaoxiao.

"Besides, this isn't a school."

Su Xiaoxiao pouted, muttered a couple of things, and didn't argue back.

Half an hour later, the bathroom door opened.

Bai Bing walked out, drying her hair.