Before pulling the trigger, Sinan suddenly remembered something, tore a piece of his clothing into two small balls, and carefully inserted them into the baby’s ears, then shot to break the ladder.
“Roar roar—”
“Roar roar roar—!”
Zombie groups were hit by the two ladder sections, letting out unwilling roars, desperately waving their hands upward.
Sinan slammed the wooden board shut amid the zombies’ stares, sighing in relief.
It was already four-thirty in the morning, the darkest time before dawn. The moon had fallen in the western sky, the stars dim, and the earth like a bloody, gaping abyss.
Si Nan shivered from the cold, glancing at his multi-functional military wristwatch – negative six degrees.
The infant, without thick swaddling, had already turned blue-faced, with a weakened cry. He held the child, found a slightly wind-sheltered corner to sit down, curling his body as much as possible, pressing the tiny body against his chest and abdomen, arms wrapped around, desperately trying to maintain the fragile life with his body heat.
Thirty-two weeks old, with underdeveloped gastrointestinal and cardiopulmonary functions, having experienced so many hardships right after birth – it was hard to imagine if she could survive.
“You must live,” Si Nan murmured, “Your mother is watching us from heaven.”
He glanced at the child’s soft downy head, but didn’t dare to ask Dr. Zheng downstairs loudly, afraid of attracting zombies. After pondering for a while, he had no good solution. He could only lick his ring finger clean, roughly disinfecting it, and then used it as a makeshift nipple for the infant to suck.
The newborn had a strong survival instinct and actually sucked twice, but nothing came out. Feeling deceived, she cried out even louder: “Wah!”
“Oh my,” Si Nan thought, “This little girl is quite picky.”
He gritted his teeth, bit his index finger, squeezed out some blood, and brought it closer to the infant.
This time, at least there was warm liquid.
The baby’s small mouth moved, sucking twice, then started crying again: “Wah—” but the wailing seemed softer, not as heart-rending as before.
