Being a villain in apocalyptic writing

Their reasons for causing trouble were valid, but the way they did things was not very reasonable.

Since they are polluting the sea water, it means they are aiming to die together.

But if that were the case, there would be no need to destroy the exchange point and then run away with the potion, which eventually disappeared.

Who could have secretly done something like that under Ke Caiying's nose?

Jiang Ye didn't believe that this could be accomplished by just a few mercenaries, and they had no reason to take the potion.

There is another point that Jiang Ye cares about.

How did these three people get from the material exchange point outside the refugee camp to the mercenary circle?

The distance is not long, but it is almost impossible for them to reach.

"Are the vehicles they use to transport polluted seawater made of any special material? Like something that can block radiation or something." To be on the safe side, Jiang Ye asked another question.

"No." White Cat took out a few photos and projected them onto the screen. "They were ordinary trucks, so they left radioactive contamination wherever they passed. Ke Caiying and his team haven't cleaned it up yet."

It is now the third year of the apocalypse, and humans have developed efficient means of removing pollution.

The fact that it took several days to clean up was enough to show the huge radiation concentration at that time.

This radiation induces extremely malignant mutations, and death can occur in just a few minutes.

So, what on earth do these three people have the ability to stay in such a horrible pollution source and run so far?

Jiang Ye lowered her head and thought. The white cat squatted in front of her obediently, not daring to disturb her.

After a while, Jiang Ye suddenly looked up and smiled at it.

The cat's ears moved immediately.

"Will you spread rumors?"

The white cat's pretty face went blank and the system crashed.

……

At 2:50 in the morning, Jiang Ye returned to the clinic.

Before the space was transferred into the ward, perception caught Luan Ning walking out of the duty room.

Some things are just coincidental.

She twitched her lips, and had to stop and go to the bathroom.

When she was supporting herself on the ground and moving all the way back from the bathroom, she happened to meet Luan Ning, who was breathing a little faster, at the door.

Jiang Ye pretended to be surprised: "Doctor Luan, how did you come in from outside?"

"Are you going... to the bathroom?" Luan Ning asked almost at the same time.

"Yes. Did I wake you?"

"No." Luan Ning's breath slowed down, "I, I have something to do outside..."

People who don't often lie have a guilty conscience in their tone, but Jiang Ye didn't expose him. He just sighed, "It's getting late and the dew is heavy. Doctor Luan is really working hard."

"fine……"

……

Thanks to what happened during the day, Jiang Ye used the toilet as an excuse, and Luan Ning did not ask any further questions, but instead sent her back to the bed.

There is another episode in the middle.

Jiang Ye supported himself on the ground as he moved back from the toilet. His palm had been scratched at some point and was burning with pain.

She had a hard time moving the distance back to her bed.

During this time, Luan Ning leaned over several times to help her, but then he was afraid to do so and pulled back. After several times, he quickly took two pieces of soft cloth from the duty room and let Jiang Ye pad her hands.

Jiang Ye watched his entire move and felt neither amused nor helpless.

I secretly sighed that I might have gone too far in portraying myself as a person with a strong sense of self-esteem and a reluctance to cause trouble.

To be honest, if Luan Ning dares to help, she will dare to rely on him.

……

Early in the morning, Jiang Ye woke up to a cry.

The crying sound came from the window. It was the round-faced girl. Jiang Ye remembered her name was Bian Ran.

Yesterday I was hugging her and comforting her, but today she was crying uncontrollably.

And beside her bed——

Zhang Jiayan, the girl with twin ponytails, was sitting there. She looked at Bian Ran with concern but did not go over.

Jiang Ye's eyes dimmed as he glanced at the duty room, and sure enough, there was no one there.

When Luan Ning found out she was missing last night, he ran straight out to look for her, which was enough to show how wary he was.

Do you dare to let an ordinary patient come to see her today?

Did he let down his guard overnight, or was he forced to do so…

Jiang Ye supported herself on the edge of the bed and sat up.

"Huh? You're awake!" Zhang Jiayan, who was standing next to her, noticed the movement, turned around in surprise, and stood up to help her straighten her position.

Before Jiang Ye could say anything, Zhang Jiayan handed over another bowl of medicine: "Doctor Luan just brought it over before he went out. He said you should wake up soon. It's true! Come on, drink it while it's hot."

Jiang Ye's eyes twitched.

Could it be that Luan Ning prepared a bowl of sleeping pills for her to prevent her from doing anything bad?

While thinking this in his mind, Jiang Ye did not slow down and took the medicine and drank it flattered.

The strong bitter taste made her squint her eyes slightly, but she saw Zhang Jiayan handed her a glass of water as if she had anticipated her reaction.

"Doctor Luan said that although this medicine is very bitter, it will be very effective for you." Zhang Jiayan was amused by her frowning expression.

Jiang Ye took two sips to suppress the bitterness and nodded in agreement.

Even without mentioning the comparison data the system provided last night, she could feel the difference herself.

I used my supernatural powers several times in a row last night, and the symptoms of fatigue and dizziness were not strong when I returned, and they completely disappeared when I woke up.

"What happened to Bian Ran?" Jiang Ye put down the cup, looking curious.

"Alas." Zhang Jiayan's expression darkened when she mentioned this. "Her friend Feng Xinxue and three other girls didn't come back last night. I heard that Brother Luo Ming and his men searched for them all night."

Jiang Ye: "Did they find the suspicious person?"

"It seems like we caught one last night." Zhang Jiayan nodded, "He went there and came back, and was caught red-handed."

Jiang Ye: "Did you find out anything?"

"I don't know." Zhang Jiayan shook her head, "But just now Brother Luo Ming suddenly came to see Doctor Luan, and the two of them hurried out."

Jiang Ye probably understood: "So that's why Bian Ran was crying?"

"Yeah." Zhang Jiayan nodded slightly and lowered her voice. "There was blood on Luo Ming's body, and Qiao Ying was standing close to him just now. I vaguely heard something like 'female corpse' and 'bandage'."

Jiang Ye was silent.

Feng Xinxue was covered in bandages and had been missing for a day and a night. No wonder Bian Ran was crying like that...

At this time, Zhang Jiayan asked again: "Do you want to go over?"

Jiang Ye looked up and saw that although she was asking him, she looked worried and her mind had already flown away, so he agreed, "Okay."

Zhang Jiayan felt relieved and quickly went to the duty room to push a wheelchair out: "Doctor Luan pushed it here early in the morning, saying it would be convenient for you to move around."

Jiang Ye's eyebrows moved slightly. This should be what Hu Jing sent. But she didn't expect Luan Ning to have time to take care of this.

"Come, I'll help you up!"

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Ye put his arms around her neck and let her apply force.

Zhang Jiayan helped her sit on the wheelchair without much effort, and at the end she sighed: "You are so light."

Jiang Ye smiled: "It's because you have good physical fitness."

In fact, it takes a lot of strength to pick up a person who has no feeling in the lower body.

The ginger leaves simply gathered the air and supported most of the weight to prevent Zhang Jiayan from getting injured due to excessive force.

……

Zhang Jiayan pushed Jiang Ye closer to the crowd. Everyone noticed them, greeted Jiang Ye and made way for them.

When I got closer, I realized that Bian Ran was not the only one crying.

Sitting on the low stool next to them were a thin middle-aged man, a white-haired old lady, and a little boy of seven or eight years old who had cried until his voice was hoarse and was held in the arms of the old lady and patted gently.

They looked in the direction of Jiang Ye and Zhang Jiayan, their eyes were bloodshot and their expressions were haggard, as if they had not slept all night.

Jiang Ye's hands on her knees curled up slightly.