The Undead

Zhou Rong looked back towards the direction where Si Nan’s stretcher was taken away, but the rescue had been very quick. Only personnel and vehicles could be seen moving back and forth on the carrier deck, with distant lights leaking blinding white light through the crowd’s gaps.

He squinted, reluctant to leave, and finally followed under Chun Cao’s anxious urging.

The ward was filled with noise as Sinan forcefully pulled out the needle from his neck, not caring about the spurting blood, and then began to tear off the blindfold. Tang Hao stood up and shouted: “Stop him!”

The doctor rushed forward, but before he could steady himself, he felt a sudden, intense pain in his throat.

Under everyone’s gaze, Sinan incredibly and quickly gripped his neck.

“Let go!” Tang Hao stepped forward: “That’s a doctor, this is the military headquarters! You are safe now!”

Sinan easily dragged the speechless doctor in front of himself, as if “looking” at everyone through the bandage.

This movement was subtle, but his calm face seemed to exude a thread of cold air, making everyone feel as if facing a sudden blast of ice and snow just by glancing at him.

“…Calm down,” Tang Hao forced himself to speak deliberately: “This is the South China Sea Military Headquarters. We rescued you. The doctor said there’s blood clotting in your skull pressing on the optic nerve. You can’t use your eyes for a while, and the clot will naturally disperse in a few days—”

Sinan’s fingers tightened slightly.

Tang Hao’s words stopped abruptly, watching the doctor’s face instantly turn from red to purple.

Everyone in the ward stood frozen, with someone silently drawing their gun, immediately stopped by Tang Hao’s stern look.

“I’ve heard your voice,” Sinan suddenly spoke in the silence.

Tang Hao was stunned and then responded: “…Yes, we’ve met before.”

Sinan said: “Who are you?”

It was clearly a question, but the tone was flat, without any fluctuation.

“I’m Tang Hao, a major in the South China Sea Military Rescue Squadron.”

When Tang Hao spoke again, his voice had been adjusted, with his negotiation training making his voice steady and controlled, without giving too much pressure:

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