[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

Zhao Wengang found it ridiculous.

Did he think he was negotiating with them? He didn't even check who had the gun before he spoke!

He immediately pointed the gun at Guan Minghui's head and grinned at Chu Liuxiang, "Say it again, will you?"

Chu Liuxiang remained unmoved, and said the same thing: "I can give you the things, but not the people, no one." He did not look at Zhao Wengang when he spoke, but held Guan Minghui's hand and said gently: "Don't be afraid."

Her hands were cold and trembling.

Zhao Wengang was furious. He couldn't understand why he could remain so calm even though it had come to this point, with a gun pointed at him and he was seriously injured and about to die?
If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. With a fierce heart, he shot Chu Liuxiang's legs twice. Only one of the two bullets hit him. He didn't even look at it and said, "That woman has been dragged to the toilet. It's up to you whether she lives or dies. I'll give you the surgery here. I'll take the others away!"

As Zhao Wengang spoke, he put away the gun. However, at this moment, Chu Liuxiang flipped his palm. No one knew what he shot out, and Zhao Wengang didn't know either. He only knew that his wrist went numb, his body leaned back, and the gun flew out of his hand.

The gun flew to the side of the middle-aged couple who had been watching nearby. The couple reacted quickly and Dong Jianqiang immediately picked up the gun.

Zhao Wengang's eyes turned red and he pounced over like a bear.

Dong Jianqiang hurriedly pulled the trigger, but unfortunately the bullet was not loaded, and at this time Zhao Wengang had already punched him in the stomach. Dong Jianqiang's face was distorted and he couldn't straighten up for a long time. Seeing this, his wife and brother didn't stand there, one pulled Zhao Wengang's hair, and the other kicked him in the lower body.

Zhao Wengang didn't care about anything else and was only focused on getting the gun back. Dong Jianqiang didn't know what he was thinking either, and in the panic, he threw the gun away again.

This time, the gun fell at Guan Minghui's feet. Without any hesitation, she grabbed the gun in her hand, loaded the bullet and pulled the trigger without even saying "don't move!"
Bang - Bang -

After two consecutive shots, the magazine was completely empty.

Zhao Wengang fell down with his eyes wide open.

Guan Minghui still maintained the shooting posture.

Her arms were numbed by the huge recoil. This girl, who was only in her early twenties, was just an ordinary student three months ago. She didn't even dare to kill the rabbits in the laboratory, let alone kill anyone.

Three months of doomsday life had changed her into a different person. At this moment, although her face was pale, she was not panicked. She calmly said to Dong Jianqiang, who was still in a daze: "Help me get them out, and bring in two more beds. Thank you for your help."

……

Three beds were crammed into the already small operating room, making the room seem even more crowded.

Lin Shiyin was lying in the middle, covered with a sterile surgical sheet, her hands tightly grasping the iron bars of the bed, her face distorted in pain and sweat all over her forehead.

"It's eight fingers, it's already eight fingers dilated! Just bear with it a little longer!" Guan Minghui was also sweating profusely. She didn't even have time to change into her surgical gown. She only wore a pair of sterile gloves and said with forced calmness: "Don't use force yet. Build up your strength slowly and follow my rhythm. Only use force when I tell you to." She kept talking, as if only in this way would the documentary she had watched before replay in her mind.

Because of this, she often uses some special nouns as her catchphrases to remind herself of her identity.

"I am no longer a medical student, but a doctor who controls the life and death of patients."

She brought out a tray of sterilized surgical tools and walked to Chu Liuxiang's bed. Because of her shaking hands, the tray made a clinking sound.

She took a deep breath, cut off Chu Liuxiang's shirt, smeared iodine on the wound to disinfect it, and covered it with a sterile surgical sheet.

Chu Liuxiang's face had turned pale, with beads of sweat on his forehead, but he still managed a smile to Guan Minghui: "Don't be afraid, I can still bear this kind of injury."

Guan Minghui said nothing, put down the operating tray, bowed deeply to him sideways, and said: "Thank you for the selfless dedication of the cadaver teacher, thank you for the contribution to medicine..."

Chu Liuxiang: "..."

Although he didn't know what the cadaver teacher meant, he suddenly felt that it would be better for him to keep silent.

Even though she was treating a living person as a cadaver teacher, Guan Minghui's hands were still shaking violently. She tightly gripped the scalpel and swallowed her saliva desperately, as if only in this way could she calm her heartbeat.

She can kill zombies without mercy because they are just moving, dangerous corpses.

She can remain calm even when killing someone, because if she doesn't kill anyone, she will be the one to die.

But the situation now is completely different. In front of her is a living, seriously injured person, the person who saved her life and her only hope of survival in this cruel apocalypse.

She was panicking, but she had to stay calm!

The sharp blade cuts through the skin, which is then separated with pliers and fixed. The tweezers are inserted to remove the bullet and fragments, which inevitably bring out some human tissue...

Chu Liuxiang endured it. The severe pain made his muscles twitch uncontrollably. He bit a roll of gauze in his mouth. The veins on his forehead, neck, and back of his hands were all exposed, and even his eyeballs were about to bulge out.

In fact, there is anesthesia, but who would dare to use it if they are not professional anesthesiologists? Guan Minghui was even more afraid, especially since this was her first surgery in her life. She had to deal with three patients alone, one from the surgery department, one from the obstetrics and gynecology department, and one from the internal medicine department. She had no assistants, let alone circulating nurses.

She had to be careful and not make the slightest mistake.

Shen Bijun had already woken up, but she would rather remain unconscious. She wanted to endure the same pain that Chu Liuxiang had endured. The sweat from the pain soaked her clothes, her whole body was convulsing, and her hands were tightly clasped on the wall. She even clenched her nails and bled because she was holding on too tightly.

Of course Guan Minghui couldn't find any injuries on her, so she could only grind the painkillers into powder and mix them with glucose and feed them to her, but the effect was very limited.

Time passed by minute by minute, but the operation seemed endless.

At the beginning, Guan Minghui was only on Chu Liuxiang's side. She only glanced at Lin Shiyin occasionally and didn't care about Shen Bijun at all. Later, Lin Shiyin opened her ten fingers, and Guan Minghui went to take a look and couldn't help but feel numbness in her head and face.

She didn't see the baby's head, but a little hand stretched out!

This is because the fetus has turned sideways due to the shock!

If this situation happened in ancient times, the midwife would have to ask the family members whether they want to save the adult or the child. If they want to save the adult, they would insert the forceps along the moving little hand and clamp the baby to death, then break it into pieces and take it out. If they want to save the child, they would cut open the body of the mother who was trembling with pain and take the baby out.

There is no other way.

However, even if you choose to save the mother, after going through such torture, the chance of the mother surviving is less than 20%.

Although they were in a modern hospital, the choices they faced seemed to be no different. Perhaps there was some difference, that is, most of the midwives in ancient times were very experienced, and Guan Minghui was just a junior student who had only learned some theoretical basics in obstetrics and gynecology. It was already very difficult for her to dig open the skin and flesh to remove the bullet, and performing a caesarean section alone was nothing short of a pipe dream!
Lin Shiyin had already used up all her strength, her hands tightly grasping the bed sheet, sweat sticking her hair to her face. She gasped for breath, shook her head, and could not utter a single word.

As for Chu Liuxiang, the remaining bullets and bullet fragments had been removed. There was almost no good skin or flesh on his back. The wound on his leg was also very troublesome. The bullet had penetrated too deep, and it was unclear whether there was any residue left. But there was really no way to take care of him.

He turned sideways, as if he had sensed that his life was slowly slipping away. He smiled miserably and said to Guan Minghui, "Don't panic, don't be sad. You have tried your best. Even if... we are still grateful to you."

Guan Minghui wiped her face, unable to hold it in any longer, and burst into tears.

Just at this critical moment, there was a knock on the door of the operating room.

It was the old man brought back by Chu Liuxiang. Before entering the operating room, Chu Liuxiang was still thinking about them and specifically asked Dong Jianqiang to bring him in.

The old man had a straight back and looked very energetic, but he always frowned and looked very picky about everything. His family ran a maternity and baby store, and after knocking several times but no one opened the door, he pushed the door open and walked in.

Guan Minghui disliked this man, wiped his face fiercely, and said in an angry voice: "Did I let you in, old..."

"I'm the chief surgeon of this hospital. I just retired two years ago. I heard you're going to have surgery?"

Guan Minghui jumped very high up.

"Old Immortal, help me!"

……

Chu Liuxiang was really lucky. In a city with a population of tens of millions, how many doctors could perform surgery? Yet, he managed to get one back every time he went out.

The old man is indeed a genuine surgeon, from the oncology department. He has been in the profession for decades and has treated countless tumors. Although he is over 70 years old, his eyes are not blurry and his hands do not shake. His hair is white and thick, and his eyes are bright. You can tell at a glance that he is an expert who you can never get an appointment with no matter how much you beg for mercy.

Although I am not an obstetrician and gynecologist, if I can remove a tumor, why can't I remove a child? The most important thing is that it is not difficult for someone who has been in the operating room for a long time to give anesthesia.

He first glanced at Chu Liuxiang, shook his head, and ignored him. Then he glanced at Shen Bijun, shook his head again, and finally looked at Lin Shiyin. After a diagnosis, he said, "It has to be a cesarean section. Let's give her anesthesia."

As her life was at stake, Lin Shiyin no longer cared about being shy. She followed the doctor's instructions and curled herself up into a shrimp ball with difficulty. A several-inch long steel needle was inserted into the protruding lumbar vertebra. She immediately felt her legs numb, hot and swollen. When the needle was pulled out, her lower body immediately lost consciousness.

Then came the creepy sound of scissors cutting flesh, and the feeling of my stomach being ripped open and pulled bit by bit. It didn't hurt, but it made my scalp tingle.

Guan Minghui was watching from the side, occasionally helping to pass something, or holding a piece of gauze to wipe the sweat off the old man.

"Don't panic, it's just a minor operation." The old man smiled at her and said, "You are quite brave, little girl. How old are you? Which school are you from?"

Guan Minghui answered hesitantly.

The old man then asked Chu Liuxiang and the others what their names were, where they worked before the end of the world, and what they planned to do afterwards... This was an unspoken tradition, and everyone knew that the more relaxed and casual the doctor was, and the more casual he chatted with family matters, the smoother the operation would be. On the contrary, if the doctor frowned, the assistant was hurriedly wiping sweat beside him, and the anesthesiologist came to check on him from time to time, then the situation was likely to be bad.

Several people were chatting incoherently until a baby's cry was heard in the operating room.

At the same time, there was another sentence echoing in the minds of the trio of the apocalypse.

"Infinite Chamber Game Announcement: Congratulations to player Chu Liuxiang for obtaining the skill: Infinite Inspiration
Skill Description: This skill is a passive skill. When the player is about to encounter unforeseen danger, a cheerful BGM will automatically play in the player's body, reminding the player while also relaxing the player.

No one cared about this report, including Chu Liuxiang who had just finished drawing skills. They had just escaped from the brink of life and death, and there were still many things waiting for them to do. The baby was wrapped in a small quilt that had been prepared long ago and placed in a separate crib. Lin Shiyin, with tears in her eyes, reached out her hand and gently touched the baby's face.

This is her child, the one she had been carrying for more than nine months and gave birth to after struggling on the brink of death.

The incision had been sutured and the effect of the anesthetic had not yet worn off. She thought she was doomed to die. She had never expected that there was a myth in this world where someone could survive a cesarean section to deliver a baby.

Surviving the disaster made her cry uncontrollably.

Shen Bijun comforted her gently, telling her not to think too much and that the most important thing for a woman who has just given birth is to have a good rest.

The old man didn't even breathe after the operation and went to see Chu Liuxiang. Guan Minghui's operation was really rough, but fortunately there was no residual shrapnel. He just needed to suture the incision and apply medicine on time. After resting for half a month, he would be able to walk without any problems.

Of course, this time an anesthetic was also injected when the wound was sutured, so Chu Liuxiang did not have to endure the torture.

During the operation, he asked one more question: "What's going on with those people?"

Shen Bijun pondered for a moment and told the story of what happened after Chu Liuxiang left.

——The car crashed through the parking barrier and rushed in at high speed! A dense group of zombies followed closely behind, and some zombies even put themselves under the wheels to stop the car.

There were sounds of babies crying in the car.

Shen Bijun saw the whole scene.

Perhaps you could say that she was a weak woman - she was raised in the boudoir and educated as a lady. She had never said an inappropriate word and had never done anything to disobey her elders. Or you could say that she was a woman who was used to being obedient. After she returned home pregnant, her husband was busy with other matters and let her go on the road alone without any complaints. She was very obedient. Perhaps you could say that she was not smart enough, did not know how to judge people, and could not make decisions, but you could never say that she was not kind-hearted.

It cannot be said that she has no courage.

Seeing this scene, Shen Bijun immediately chose a heavy weapon and rushed downstairs - even though she was pregnant, the various discomforts in the early stages of pregnancy made her suffer a lot.

Guan Minghui stopped her and said something that made sense: "We don't have enough manpower, and there are too many of those things! If you go out rashly, you will only get yourself hurt and won't be able to save anyone!"

Shen Bijun didn't listen. She said, "I have my own way."

Her method is simple and effective.

That is, she would go out, exposed herself under the eyes of the zombies, and run in the opposite direction to lead the zombies away first. Then someone else would come out and lead the car to the underground garage, so that everyone would be safe.

Although Shen Bijun's Qinggong was far inferior to Chu Liuxiang's, she was still much better than ordinary people, and she had changed her clothes earlier, changing her complicated bun into a ponytail, and her light long skirt into more convenient and thick clothes. Although Dong Jianqiang didn't dare to go out, he generously opened the suitcase and gave her a motorcycle helmet and a pair of gloves.

Although this outfit looks funny, it is very practical when facing zombies.

She did not go out directly from the main door, as that would undoubtedly expose this temporarily safe place. She went around to the back door, jumped down from the window sill on the second floor, and appeared behind the group of zombies in a roundabout way.

After killing a few and making sure that she had attracted most of the zombies, she immediately ran in the opposite direction.

You can't run too fast, and you can't be caught up by zombies, which is undoubtedly very dangerous.

The people in the car did not let Shen Bijun down. The door opened and two young men got out. They were both holding steel pipes filled with cement and they smashed the heads of several zombies that were still stubbornly surrounding the car.

Dong Jianhui also came out from the back door and waved at the car from a distance, indicating that they should drive over here.

After reaching a safe place, the two groups began to talk.
"How many people are there in your base?"

"These are the ones you see. Oh, there are two girls. One is about to give birth, and the other is taking care of her. This is my sister-in-law, and this is my brother. I heard that the boss here went out to look for supplies. He is quite capable."

"Oh, I don't think this hospital is very safe."

"Who said it wasn't? We've been thinking about either welding an iron door here or just moving. The place is big enough, but it doesn't feel safe to live in... By the way, buddy, where are your kids? They must be scared. My sister-in-law has..."

Dong Jianhui didn't finish his words, because he saw that there was no child in the car at all, and there were only middle-aged men inside, and the child's crying was just played on the tape recorder.

The faces of these people were extremely gloomy. They spat on the ground in front of him, took out their walkie-talkies, and cursed: "Come out the fuck, this is a poor place!"

Then more cars rushed in from the main gate, and the sound of the engines attracted more zombies, but they were not afraid because they had guns.

How ironic that in this land, guns are strictly prohibited, and after the army that controls guns fell, this dangerous hot weapon fell into the hands of people with evil intentions.

Perhaps it is because they have mastered this weapon that these people have begun to have evil intentions.

In short, when Shen Bijun finally got rid of the zombies and came back, what was waiting for her was not the kind and friendly survivors, but the cold and dark muzzle of a gun.

The gun was pointed at the people here, and the leader looked at her with the same look as a tired and thirsty traveler seeing a pot of water in the vast desert.

Chu Liuxiang knew everything that happened next.

Chu Liuxiang lay on the bed, smiling bitterly, and couldn't help saying, "At this time, it's already very difficult for people to survive. We should unite and help each other. How can we still kill each other? When will people stop fighting among themselves?"

Shen Bijun asked: "What should we do with the remaining people?"

Chu Liuxiang laughed again, and his smile was even more bitter.

How else could he deal with it? Should he kill all those people?
Chu Liuxiang couldn't do it. He knew that neither Shen Bijun nor Lin Shiyin could do it, even though they had just suffered at the hands of those people and were the most qualified to kill.

"I think we should leave the weapons behind, return the car to them, give them some food, and let them find another way to make a living."

When he made this decision, everyone was listening nearby. No one objected, so he continued, "My companions and I just arrived here and are not familiar with the situation. We rashly chose this place. It was indeed too impulsive of me. I think we can move to another place after my injury gets better. Mr. He just mentioned that there is a park nearby with a very strong iron gate. Let's go there."

The Mr. He he was referring to was naturally the old man who had just performed surgery on him.

The food Chu Liuxiang brought back was not much, mostly some daily necessities. He never thought that he would encounter such a thing. He had originally planned to go to a nearby supermarket, but now his plan was in vain.

So naturally, all the miscellaneous matters such as what a group of people eat every day, how much they eat, and how to distribute the food fell on Shen Bijun.

In just three to five days, this girl, who came from a wealthy family, had developed the ability to be thrifty and penny-pinching.

The peaceful days only lasted a few days. Chu Liuxiang had just been able to walk, and Lin Shiyin was still weak after giving birth. The baby cried day and night, and she had to take care of the child day and night. Even though Guan Minghui and Shen Bijun took turns to help her, it didn't help much.

The accident happened late at night. Everyone was sleeping in their own rooms, even the crying baby. Suddenly, in the quiet hospital, a burst of cheerful singing was heard, crisscrossing in the empty corridor.

"...There is a little frog in the happy pond. It dances like a prince possessed. No frog can match its cool eyes...

No one knows whether the little frog was awakened by the princess, but Chu Liuxiang was awakened, and the music came from his body!

……

The zombie copy crises here are happening one after another, and the wonderful writing team over there is also experiencing a very embarrassing moment in their lives.

Is there anything more embarrassing than writing erotic fan fiction and getting caught?
——That would probably mean being scolded by the real person.

In the system live broadcast room, the "I Am a Great Detective" group and the "Miao Bi Sheng Hua" group started the first connection since the live broadcast room was opened.

The communication process was not very pleasant.

"Hua Manlou, ah Hua Manlou, I thought you were a friend! I thought you were an honest man! I didn't expect you would team up with others to ruin me like this!"

Lu Xiaofeng looked like a bloated puffer fish. He paced back and forth in a cell, his face flushed red, and no one knew whether he was angry or ashamed.

"It's fine if you use my name, but why do you even include what I said and did? Do you know that I watch the live broadcast every day, and there are hundreds of people commenting and watching!"

"I guess you don't know that Ye Gucheng is also among those people! You'd better pray that he will be killed by Ximen Chuxue at the top of the Forbidden City after he returns!"

"Ah, Ximen Chuxue, poor Ximen Chuxue, he hasn't found the live broadcast room yet. I don't know whether this is his luck or misfortune..."

Lu Xiaofeng was chattering there, and the two teammates beside him were not idle either. They greeted the people they knew on the opposite side.

Facing the victim's repeated questioning, the Miao Bi Sheng Hua group did not feel guilty at all. Lei Chun and Li Mochou started to laugh as soon as they saw Lu Xiaofeng's face. When they thought of the plot in the storybook, they couldn't stop laughing.

Li Mochou smiled and said, "So you are really a man. Never mind. Just think of it as us being sorry for you. We can find someone else next time."

She turned her eyes and looked at Xiao Long Nu beside her. She was still smiling, but her tone had changed for some reason: "Junior sister, this is our long-awaited reunion, I hope you are doing well."

Xiao Long Nu said indifferently: "Don't worry about it, Senior Sister."

Lei Chun also spoke to the other person who had remained silent: "I can't believe you're here too."

"I could never have imagined that..." Wen Xue'an's voice was cold and hoarse, like the tongue of a poisonous snake.

"You actually mentioned me in that kind of storybook."

(End of this chapter)