Zhou Rong was clearly enraged, completely different from his earlier half-hearted scolding of Chun Cao. He kicked Guo Weixiang rolling, nearly making him vomit blood. Dr. Zheng, fearing another injured patient in the camp, went over to persuade and block him, signaling the dusty and disheveled Guo Weixiang to run quickly.
“Don’t let me see you, you bastard—”
Zhou Rong was about to kick again when several people from the tour bus rushed down, restraining him with much coaxing.
Yan Hao let Sinan support him as they slowly walked over. Just as they reached the middle of the camp, they saw several people getting off the tour bus. Among them was a timid-looking teenager, probably around sixteen or seventeen years old, with delicate features and a short stature, with a large bandage on his forehead that faintly showed traces of blood.
Sinan’s steps paused.
“What’s wrong?” Yan Hao asked sensitively.
“…” Sinan said softly: “Omega.”
“I won’t hit him.” “I really won’t hit him.” “I’m just momentarily angry… I promise I won’t kill him!”
Zhou Rong had finally convinced the chattering crowd with great difficulty. Exhausted, he broke free, letting Dr. Zheng lead people to inventory supplies and conduct physical examinations on the newly rescued survivors. Then he opened a bottle of water. He was extremely thirsty and gulped down more than half the bottle before wiping his mouth with satisfaction.
“Oh, Comrade Yan Hao!” Zhou Rong exhaled and looked Yan Hao up and down. “What are you doing? Not resting properly, but dragging our little Sinan out for a stroll?”
Yan Hao retorted, “Who’s your family’s little Sinan? He might be our family’s.”
Zhou Rong replied, “Tsk, you’re getting cocky. Let Xiao Nan speak for himself. Didn’t Big Ding pass on my parting words to you yesterday?”
Sinan remained silent.
Under the intense gaze of two pairs of eyes, Sinan pointed with his thumb to a nearby spot where Guo Weixiang was dejectedly squatting.
“What did he do?”
Zhou Rong’s response was exactly as they expected: “That,” he pointed at the boy huddled near the tour bus, solemnly saying: “is the species I least want to deal with, especially on an escape route – an Omega.”
Sinan remained expressionless.
