Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 518 - 511: He Jing’s Change (Part 2)

After the injection, He Jing quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Once she was asleep, looking at Lin, Xu, Wang, and Wei, who were responsible for holding her down, they were all soaked in sweat.

To avoid disturbing He Jing again, Xu Renjie sent away the crowd waiting outside, leaving only Wei Yang and Zhang Zhicai to handle the follow-up tasks.

A moment later, Zhang Zhicai came to the living room. As he expected, the brothers were indeed gathered in the hall, having not left.

Seeing his arrival, Lin Junfu was the first to ask anxiously, "How is it, Little Zhang?"

"The injection is done, and she’s asleep now. It’s fine, Old Lin, don’t worry!"

"Little Zhang! What exactly happened today? Didn’t you tell me yesterday that He Jing’s condition was good?" Xu Renjie furrowed his brows. The ashtray in front of him was already filled with cigarette butts, clearly showing his troubled state of mind.

In response, Zhang Zhicai sighed lightly, "It was my negligence. I originally thought that after changing the environment, Xiao He would improve overall, but I didn’t expect Yan Hua’s death to hit her so hard... sigh!"

Serenity filled the room, and Xu Renjie naturally knew it wasn’t Zhang Zhicai’s fault.

After all, he is just a military doctor, not a deity. He can probably treat physical ailments, but when it comes to mental issues, perhaps...

"So do you have any way to improve her condition?"

"This..." Showing a hint of difficulty, Zhang Zhicai quickly gave a solution: "Xiao He’s illness ultimately stems from her unresolved emotions, so it must be addressed at the heart. I think we should take a two-pronged approach, one is to guide her mentally; the other is to supplement with necessary medication; of course, whether she can ultimately recover depends on whether Xiao He herself can open her heart!"

"Hmm!" He sighed deeply again. Although very worried about He Jing’s situation, Xu Renjie knew this couldn’t be rushed.

"Oh, right, Captain, speaking of He Jing, I need to remind you, after contacting Liu Fugui yesterday, I specially checked our medical supplies. Antibiotics, common medicines, all are in short supply, so I personally suggest we should hurry to pharmacies to gather supplies for unexpected needs."

"Hm, winter is coming, Old Xu, we need to rush on this medicine thing!" Zhao Yunhai echoed.

Xu Renjie had plans for this, nodded in agreement.

"Alright! It’s still early before dawn, everyone should go back to their rooms to rest soon!"

Now just past midnight 2 a.m., because of He Jing’s commotion, who could sleep at ease?

Everyone anxiously returned to their rooms, and the recent joy of the villa finally getting on the right track was shadowed with gloom.

After watching everyone leave, Tang Xiaoquan quickly caught up with Zhang Zhicai, who was just about to step away, and immediately asked, "Little Zhang, how is Wei Yang? Is she injured anywhere?"

Understanding the concern, Zhang Zhicai offered a faint smile, then patted the other on the shoulder: "Don’t worry, just some bruises, a bit of ointment will do."

Hearing this, Tang Xiaoquan’s face slightly relaxed, yet still unconvinced, he followed Zhang Zhicai up to the second floor, where he once again asked Wei Yang: "Wei Yang, how are you? Was it a heavy fall?"

"Hehe," Wei Yang smiled gently, "It’s nothing serious, no neck injury, just a bit bruised, it’ll be fine in a couple of days."

"Ah, such things must not be taken lightly. I think from tomorrow, I’ll handle the cooking, and you can rest."

"Also, Little Zhang said you need ointment, do we have any at the station? If not, I’ll get some."

"Moreover, with He Jing’s condition, isn’t it unsafe for you to stay in this room?"

"And..."

"Alright~" Dragging the word out, stopping the man’s concern, Wei Yang replied with a smile: "Little Tang, aren’t you afraid people like Qiang might gossip if you cook for me?"

"I..."

"As for the ointment, I’ll apply it, don’t forget, I’m a professional nurse."

"Uh..."

"As for He Jing," at this point, Wei Yang dropped the joking tone: "I’m kind of worried about this now."

"Oh? Why?"

"Because He Jing definitely can’t be left alone, who knows she might do something silly again; but if I stay with her, what about Fangfang? He Jing’s current unstable state, I’m concerned that letting Fangfang see He Jing in her frenzied state wouldn’t be good for the little one’s development."

Frowning, Wei Yang’s worries resonated with Tang Xiaoquan.

After a moment of pondering, he decisively suggested, "How about this, let Zhao Uncle take care of Fangfang temporarily, he’s the oldest and good with kids, plus back in Yuhuan Gymnasium, Fangfang loved to play with Old Zhao. With this, you can be at ease with taking care of He Jing as well. Just, you have to promise me one thing."

With her eyebrows raised, Wei Yang, who was listening intently, curiously asked, "What is it?"

"Well..." Pausing with a hint of hesitation: "I hope, if, I mean if something like this happens again, you put your own safety first, don’t end up getting hurt like today, is that okay?"

"Pfft," Wei Yang chuckled, then pretended to glare at Tang Xiaoquan playfully: "Are you calling me clumsy?"

"Ah? No...no...that’s not what I meant."

Seeing his flustered expression, Wei Yang turned her mock anger into a smile: "Alright, I was just kidding! I promise you, if this happens again, I’ll ensure my own safety first, and call you for help, okay?"

"Mm!" He nodded vigorously, Tang Xiaoquan finally broke into a smile.

"Alright, it’s getting late, you should go get some rest. I need to comfort Fangfang, the little one was quite scared just now, really feel for the kid."

"Okay, I won’t disturb you then, take care of yourself, don’t stay up too late, call us if you need anything, goodnight!"

"Goodnight!"

Watching the man’s silhouette disappear around the corner, a warm current flowed through Wei Yang’s heart.

On the next day, the many days of overcast weather finally cleared, and the long-missed sunshine was back up in the sky.

This change improved the mood of the survivors a little after the unusual night, and Tang Xiaoquan truly showed up at the stove as promised first thing in the morning.

Unsurprisingly, Wang Qiang didn’t miss the chance to make some teasing remarks, which greatly enlivened the deadened atmosphere in the villa.

And so the day passed peacefully with laughter, until around noon the next day, the tranquility was broken. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)