It seems that the villain is targeting me.

Dr. Chen felt that the air around him was getting warmer.

The further down you go, the hotter the ladder feels. Even when wearing a layer of heat-insulating gloves, your palms still feel a tingling sensation like touching hot charcoal.

Finally she reached the bottom, and the doctor let go of her hand and jumped down. She didn't waste time and started running the moment she landed.

She twisted and turned in the secret passage built decades ago and finally arrived at the place she was looking for.

Dr. Chen glanced at the open combination door: the fire in the corridor had been extinguished at some point and had not spread all the way up to the stairs.

But the air here was so bad that the doctor felt a strong sense of suffocation just by standing here.

The flashlight flickered in the dark underground space, illuminating the stairs leading to the ground.

A section of broken ventilation duct can be seen falling onto the steps.

It ultimately failed to hold and fell down at the moment the stairwell deformed and collapsed, tearing off a large piece of lime and steel bars.

If you shine a flashlight from back to front, you can only see the crushed, gray metal pipes.

Dr. Chen stepped onto the stairs and walked quickly upwards.

In a pile of dust and broken bricks, the doctor found the bird lying under the pipe.

Her eyes were tightly closed and her whole body was motionless.

Xiao Niao did not respond to the flashlight light on his face. Doctor Chen took off his gloves and felt around his neck with his fingertips, trying to find Xiao Niao's pulse.

The fingertips touched the warm skin on the neck.

Doctor Chen breathed a sigh of relief. Her pulse was still beating, pulsating weakly in her palm.

Xiao Niao is still alive.

"You won't die," the doctor murmured softly, "I've found you."

Fortunately, the underground facilities did not produce much smoke during the burning process.

Otherwise, during the period of being suppressed, even if Xiaoniao was not affected by the fire, he would suffocate to death.

Dr. Chen looked down and found that the bird had been hit by a falling pipe, with its entire left leg trapped underneath.

She tried to lift the pipe up—it only moved a little bit. This thing was much heavier than Dr. Chen had imagined, and...

Very, very hot.

Doctor Chen couldn't help but groan, and his fingers twitched unconsciously.

If holding the ladder before was like touching burning charcoal, then now it was like she was holding red-hot coal with her bare hands.

Xiao Niao, curled up among the bricks and stones, suddenly woke up and let out a few muffled sobs.

The doctor's action of lifting the tube obviously involved her wound.

Xiao Niao gasped in pain, she couldn't open her eyes, and her whole brain was in a mess - Xiao Niao was not actually awake in the true sense, but her body was trembling and rolling in the pain.

She was like a bird with broken wings, falling to the ground and making weak and painful cries.

Doctor Chen felt as if his heart was being tightened.

She clenched her teeth and poured strength into her palms. The hot metal burned her skin through the gloves, making her entire palms so painful that they were almost numb.

The doctor tried several times and finally managed to lift the tube a little.

She kicked a stone at her feet into the metal pipe, creating a small distance between the bird's left leg and the wall.

Just these few simple movements caused the doctor to break out in cold sweat on his back.

The place where Xiao Niao fell was too close to the stairs, which made the doctor's range of movement extremely small.

She carefully passed her hand through Xiao Niao's armpit, letting him lean on her body, then carefully supported Xiao Niao's injured leg and slowly pulled it out.

The person in his arms let out a groan of pain, as if crying.

Dr. Chen hugged Xiao Niao tightly to avoid secondary injuries caused by struggling. She comforted him in a low voice and made her hands move as lightly as possible.

Thanks to the doctor's efforts, the injured leg was finally moved out from under the pipe.

But after seeing the condition of the injured leg, Dr. Chen's heart sank suddenly.

Xiao Niao's left calf was completely burned, leaving a trail of black and red marks. The bone was completely broken and slightly displaced under the skin.

The doctor's hands were shaking.

She had presided over countless large-scale operations and had seen countless wounds more tragic and hideous than this one.

But when such trauma happened to someone she cared about, her usually calm heart began to tremble along with the other person's body.

The doctor tried

I tried to pick Xiao Niao up, but no matter what position I used, I would inevitably touch her injured leg.

Xiao Niao's forehead was covered in cold sweat from the pain. She unconsciously tightened her fingers and trembled uncontrollably due to the excessive pain.

Dr. Chen found a relatively safe and flat place.

She put Xiao Niao down gently, her dark eyes staring at the horrific wound on his left leg.

…She was too badly injured to leave with a little bird like that.

This place is too far from the city hospital. Xiao Niao may not even make it to the hospital and will die from sepsis caused by the burns.

Ah... my lips seem a little cyanotic...

Dr. Chen took out a portable oxygen cylinder from her bag. She put the mask between Xiao Niao's mouth and nose, allowing him to breathe oxygen slowly.

The doctor's brows were furrowed, his mind racing as he thought of a solution.

Suddenly, she thought of something, stood up, and ran back to the place where Xiao Niao was previously pinned.

Doctor Chen searched among the ruins of bricks and stones.

Finally, she found a dusty but bulging shoulder bag - the doctor picked it up.

The cat in the bag began to pupate.

Chapter 62 The Doctor Feels Comforted

The shoulder bag is not big, but it is very stuffed and heavy, so it is a bit difficult to carry it with one hand.

Doctor Chen unzipped his shoulder bag, and the next second, a furry black shadow suddenly jumped out from inside.

"Meow-"

Perhaps because it was frightened, Cat No. 4 instinctively showed its sharp claws the moment it jumped out and pounced straight towards Dr. Chen.

The doctor dodged to the side and quickly grabbed No. 4 by the scruff of the neck.

Fate's neck was grabbed in mid-air, completely cutting off the fat cat's chance of escape.

It waved its claws in impotent rage for a while, and was confusedly caught under the doctor's arm.

This position was not very comfortable. Number Four struggled a few times, feeling like a humiliating, flattened briefcase.

The person holding it was walking down the stairs at a very fast speed, which made it feel a little nauseous for a moment.

As a system, the moment it was caught by a stranger who was not the host, No. 4 almost instinctively scanned the doctor, trying to figure out this person's origins.

But then, it was horrified to find that the person in front of it was like a ghost that appeared out of thin air and had no identity information at all.

But this is impossible!

Even if it is a background passerby who has nothing to do with the main storyline, as long as you conduct a deep scan and investigation, you will always get some brief identity information.

For example, [a student from the Second Affiliated High School] or [a corporate worker at a bank], and so on.

But Number Four couldn't find anything from the strange woman in front of him.

There was nothing, just a blank void.

This only means two possibilities: either her authority is far higher than that of System No. 4, and her identity information cannot be tracked by the latter.

Or, the person in front of me shouldn't exist in this world at all.

Naturally, there is nothing that can be traced back to something that does not exist.

What on earth caught it?

Number Four's memory was still stuck on the moment when the bird stuffed him into his shoulder bag.

Because of the impact of the stun grenade, it was in a very dazed state at the time and fell asleep after entering the bag.

In a daze, No. 4 only felt that it was extremely lively outside, and suddenly there was a terrible loud noise.

Then, I was thrown back, and the strange woman in front of me unzipped her shoulder bag...

Number Four couldn't help but shiver, scratching at the doctor's clothes with his claws and meowing.

Soon, it noticed that Dr. Chen's hurried steps stopped - she seemed to be standing in front of something.

The cat struggled to squeeze its head out from under the other's arm.

It stretched its body out, trying to rely on some of its feline innate skills to escape from the doctor's clutches.

While struggling, Cat No. 4 unconsciously glanced at the ground - its good night vision allowed it to clearly identify the person lying on the ground in the dim environment.

It let out a scream that was far more shrill than when it was frightened before, suddenly broke free from Dr. Chen's shackles, and jumped to the ground.

Cat number four pounced on the unconscious Xiaoniao.

It cried, butted its head against the uninjured side of the bird's neck, and then crawled under her arm like a cat, trying to lift her limp hand.

If it were in the past, Xiao Niao would have been shivering from the rubbing of the fur on its body - this person has a lot of ticklish spots on his body, and he would laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten his back if he was tickled a few times.

But now, she had almost no reaction.

His cold palm slid across the silky soft fur of Number Four, and then fell back weakly.

Number Four looked at the unconscious bird helplessly. He noticed its left leg, which was completely disfigured. From a cat's perspective, the wound was too horrific.

Number Four was almost helpless at this time: Xiao Niao fell into a coma, which meant that Tongzi also fell into a deep sleep. Now it was alone and could do nothing.

A hand from

Five slender and powerful fingers reached out from above and once again grabbed the fat cat that was spinning around in panic.

Under Number Four's panicked gaze, Dr. Chen narrowed his eyes and looked at it.

"I know you understand," she said, "Xiao Niao is badly injured. She needs treatment now."

"Listen, I need your cooperation."

Dr. Chen spoke seriously—if only she wasn't talking to a cat.

Number Four was dumbfounded. The whole cat just hung in the air in a daze, forgetting even to stretch out its claws to scratch people.

The current situation has overloaded Cat No. 4's brain.

It had never imagined that something like this would happen, and almost instinctively began to play dumb.

"Mee, mee-woo?"

Doctor Chen's dark eyes stared at it from top to bottom, and the darkness in his eyes reminded Number Four of the black sea.

"Props," she said.

The doctor held it, not like he was holding a cat, but like a desperate person holding the last straw.

She applied a little too much force, which hurt Number Four, but the doctor herself didn't seem to realize it.

"I know you're not an ordinary cat. You can...get that kind of supernatural stuff."

Doctor Chen said in a voice that sounded like he was in a dream, "There must be a tool that can heal injuries, right?"

Number Four's little heart began to beat loudly. It couldn't help but curl up its tail, and its round pupils moved back and forth between Dr. Chen and Xiao Niao.

Its ears kept shaking, and its furry face showed a very human expression of helplessness.

"Help," the doctor said, holding the cat tightly in his hands. His voice had become hoarse. "She can't hold on. She's going to die."

"……Do not."

Number Four had been pushed to its limit and could no longer conceal it. For the first time, it spoke in human language in front of a stranger who was not its host.

Who is this person before me? Is she here to save the bird? But how does she know about the props?

Too many problems were facing Number Four, but right now, there was only one thing that occupied his mind.

"No, I can't."