Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

The sound of the door lock turning was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent corridor.

Almost instinctively, everyone present turned their heads to look.

Nourishing~

The operating room door was slowly pushed open from the inside.

Zhang Wennian walked out looking exhausted, his green surgical gown soaked with sweat.

The group quickly went over.

"Dr. Zhang!"

"How's Old Wang?"

Zhang Wennian slowly took off his mask and looked at the crowd that had gathered around him.

He took a deep breath and then gave a relieved smile.

"I survived, just as I was supposed to have fulfilled my mission."

That short sentence was like a thunderclap, shattering the dark clouds that had been hanging over everyone's hearts.

Liu Qiang's legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground, but fortunately Chen Ming next to him caught him.

Luo Yongchao also let out a heavy sigh of relief, and his whole body relaxed.

Even Tang Long himself felt his tense shoulders relax at this moment.

"Very good……"

"Damn it, I knew Old Wang was tough!"

"..." A hint of joy appeared on everyone's faces.

"Keep your voice down." Nurse Kobayashi also came out, looking tired, but her eyes were shining. "Don't disturb the patient's rest."

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Liu Qiang whispered, "Nurse Lin, can we go in and take a look?"

"We promise that we will absolutely not disturb the patient."

Lin Xiaoruan hesitated for a moment and looked at Zhang Wennian.

Zhang Wennian nodded: "Okay! Just be careful."

The crowd tiptoed to the bedside.

Wang Hu lay quietly, his face devoid of color, his chest wrapped in thick bandages, and various instruments connected to his body, emitting soft beeping sounds.

But the rise and fall of his chest was steady and powerful.

He is still alive.

After exchanging glances, the group breathed a sigh of relief and carefully walked out of the operating room.

Liu Qiang looked at Zhang Wennian and the others, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

No one knows how much torment Wang Hu went through after the incident.

Seemingly sensing Liu Qiang's thoughts, Zhang Wennian smiled.

He patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay! We're all in this together."

"I'm happy that Wang Hu was saved."

Liu Qiang nodded, turned around, picked up a thermal lunchbox that had been placed by the door, and handed it over.

"Dr. Zhang, Xiao Lin, and Nurse Zhao, please eat something; it's still warm."

The ingredients were obtained by Tang Long from the cafeteria, and then Liu Qiang personally prepared them in the kitchen.

Although the cafeteria is not officially open yet, the equipment is there, and everyone is smart enough to figure it out after a little trial and error.

Zhang Wennian seemed to be starving, and he picked up the lunchbox and began to gulp it down.

"Thank you," he muttered.

The other two did the same.

Tang Long, seeing the three of them wolfing down their food, gave them a reminder.

"Why don't you go upstairs and rest first? We'll keep watch over things tonight! If anything happens, we'll wake you up immediately."

Dr. Zhang was indeed exhausted, but he did not refuse.

While chewing his food, he mumbled, "Well... okay! Thank you for your help."

Tang Long glanced at Chen Ming: "Chen Ming! You take them up first! They'll come down later."

"By the way! Lao Luo, you should go back and rest too. Don't push yourself if your leg isn't fully healed yet."

"Tonight! Me, Lao Liu, and Xiao Ming will take turns keeping watch."

Chen Ming nodded, helped Luo Yongchao up, and looked at the group: "Come on, everyone! Let me show you around the new house."

"Okay! I'm going up now." Luo Yongchao laughed heartily.

Only Lin Xiaoruan put down her lunchbox and shook her head slightly.

"I...I won't go up." Her voice was small but firm. "I'm worried about it, and...we need a professional to watch the equipment."

Tang Long glanced at her, then at Wang Hu on the hospital bed, and nodded.

"it is good."

He didn't ask any further questions. Everyone could see the feelings between the two of them and knew what was going on.

Moreover, they do need a knowledgeable nurse to help look after them.

......

Time passed by unnoticed, and three days later it was already time.

early morning.

The thick fog still enveloped the entire city.

On the hospital bed in the emergency room, Wang Hu's eyelids twitched, and he groggily opened his eyes.

What came into view was an unfamiliar white ceiling, and there seemed to be a faint smell of disinfectant lingering in the air.

My body felt like it was falling apart, and I felt a dull pain in my chest.

He rolled his eyes and saw the IV stand next to him, as well as the needle on the back of his hand.

"What's wrong with me...?"

He opened his mouth, but his mind was still blank.

My throat felt so dry it was on fire, and I could only make hoarse, almost inaudible breathy sounds.

suddenly.

"woke up?"

A familiar voice rang out from the side, tinged with a hint of teasing.

"Looks like the King of Hell didn't want you, thought you were too tough and sent you back."

Wang Hu turned his head with difficulty and saw Tang Long sitting on the edge of the bed, peeling an apple.

"Tang..." He was about to look at his mouth when he aggravated his wound, causing him to wince in pain.

Tang Long frowned slightly upon seeing this.

He put down the apple, stood up, and called out towards the door, "Dr. Zhang! Wang Hu is awake!"

Humph~

A series of hurried footsteps followed.

Zhang Wennian, Lin Xiaoruan, and Zhao Jia rushed in almost simultaneously.

Zhang Wennian immediately stepped forward, checked the pupils, listened to the heartbeat, and examined the data on the instruments.

After a flurry of activity, he let out a long sigh of relief and said to everyone, "It's all right now. All vital signs are stable. Now I just need to rest."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Xiaoruan, whose face had been tense, could no longer hold back and tears streamed down her face.

She rushed to the bedside, grabbed Wang Hu's hand that hadn't been injected, buried her face in the edge of the bed, and began to sob in pain.

"Waaah...you scared me to death...you scared me to death..."

Wang Hu froze completely.

He was a towering, muscular man, standing at 1.9 meters tall, who remained unfazed even when facing a horde of zombies. Yet, he was now at a loss for words because of a girl's crying, and his cheeks flushed red at a visible speed.

"I...I'm fine...Don't cry..."

He awkwardly tried to pat her back, but didn't know how.

Tang Long, Zhang Wennian, and Zhao Jia exchanged glances, each seeing a hint of a smile in the other's eyes.

Then, with perfect understanding, they quietly left the ward, leaving the space to them.

In the corridor.

"Good lad! You're finally awake." Zhang Wennian breathed a long sigh of relief.

He's been under a lot of pressure these past few days!

As Wang Hu's attending physician, he couldn't sleep a wink as long as the other patient didn't wake up.

Now, I can finally get some rest.

Tang Long nodded and said calmly, "All I can say is, this kid's fate is sealed."

A few minutes later, the ward door opened.

Lin Xiaoruan walked out with red eyes, and lowered her head in embarrassment when she saw everyone.

"Officer Tang! Wang Hu wants you to come over here."

Tang Long nodded and walked into the ward.