Natural Disasters Strikes: I stockpiled like crazy!-Chapter 148: Instigation

The old woman was transferred to a private room.

Pei Zhi ran a check on her, uncovering only vague information and her medical records.

Meanwhile, the researchers requested the old woman’s blood sample and hurriedly tested it.

"She was rescued from a village outside the base last night, brought in around 2 AM. Her temperature then was 43 degrees Celsius—that’s the threshold for severe fever," Pei Zhi explained while taking her pulse. "It’s weak, but stable."

"The temperature has dropped to 39," he added.

Pei Zhi performed a light test. The old woman’s pupils responded slowly, yet still within the normal range.

"Grandma, how long have you had a fever?" Pei Zhi asked.

The old woman cupped her cheeks, trying to recall. "I think it started in the morning. The fever worsened by afternoon."

"Do you feel any discomfort now?" Lin Weihao asked after the tests were done.

He watched her closely, his gaze steady. He wanted to ask if she had awakened any powers, but such a question would raise suspicions.

The old woman shook her head. "Rather than discomfort, I feel better than I have in ages. Not to mention, the pain in my back and muscles is gone." She moved her legs, and to her surprise, there was no pain from even the slightest motion.

A flicker of hope rose in Lin Weihao.

"Grandma, please return to the bed," Pei Zhi urged.

"I just wanted to try something…" The old woman attempted to stand without a cane. Though her legs were still wobbly, she managed to stand on her own. "Look at that! At this rate, I could play with the children."

The nurse laughed softly.

Pei Zhi appeared astonished.

The old woman took a few laps around the bed before returning, lost in thought. "Sir, how did I end up here? The last thing I remember is my grandchildren feeding me mushrooms while I had a fever."

At the mention of mushrooms, Lin Weihao felt a strange reaction stir inside him. It must have been because of his wife’s lunch boxes.

Pei Zhi briefly explained the situation, even not hiding the details of the mass fever because they needed her cooperation.

The old woman nodded.

Grateful, Lin Weihao spoke up. "Grandma, if you can give me your family’s details, I’ll have my men search for them. But you’ll need to stay here for a while until we’re sure your fever is truly gone. In the meantime, you can write them a letter."

The old woman smiled brightly. "Thank you so much, kind sir."

Lin Weihao kept his promise and sent someone to fetch her family.

Meanwhile, inside the quarantine room where the villagers were kept, the air was filled with the sounds of crying children.

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"Grandma! Grandma!"

"Officers! Officers! Have you seen my mother? Can you tell us how she’s doing?" A man knocked on the window, trying to catch the officers’ attention.

The officer guarding the door remained silent, a stern expression on his face.

Laughter, like tears, is contagious, and in the room full of crying children, emotions were hard to restrain.

Inside the room, the Cang family, Zhang Min, and Auntie Yang couldn’t help but think of their own families as they watched the villagers.

The soldiers nearby observed the man standing at the door. One sighed, "Just wait. I’m sure everything will go well."

"How can I not worry? That’s my mother!" the man protested.

At that moment, two nurses walked down the hall, pushing trolleys filled with lunch.

One of the nurses deliberately raised her voice as they passed by. "Did you see those dead patients? They looked so pitiful. I wonder why the base hasn’t announced it to the public. Don’t families have the right to know?"

She slid the lunch boxes through the small square door.

Afterward, the nurse glanced at the man by the window and secretly smiled.

The soldiers stationed at the door scolded the nurses for their loud talking in the hallway.

The two nurses quickly fell silent, but the damage had been done.

After finishing their duties, the nurses returned the trolley to the kitchen, where a shadow waited. "Are you done?"

The nurse nodded.

Seeing the large bag of supplies, the nurse smiled.

The conversation the nurse had with her colleague was sure to have been overheard by the man behind the door’s glass pane.

"Dead patients?"

"What did that nurse say? Dead patients?! What’s going on, officers? Answer me! I want to see my mother!"

Everyone inside the room looked at the man.

"What do you mean by ’dead patients’?" Zhang Min demanded, grabbing the man by the collar. "How can you say such things?"

"There were two nurses who just passed by, and they were talking about dead patients! People are dying here, and they’re not telling us!" the man cried out.

Gasps filled the room as others joined him in banging on the glass.

"Officers, is what this man said true? Are people dying there?" Zhang Min shouted.

The two officers guarding the room answered calmly, "Please keep the noise down."

But the banging only intensified.

"My husband! Officers, can you check on my husband? His name is Cang Zhou, ward 7! Please, just check on him!"

"My son too, he’s in the same ward. His name is Cang Min. He’s just a young man! Please, help me see my son."

"My baby, Dan Dan. Kind gentlemen, please, let me see my baby."

"Grandmother too! Please, sir! Can we see Grandmother?"

"Don’t you have families too? How can you be so heartless? If it were your family out there, could you sit still and wait here? Or are you hiding something? Maybe what the nurse said is true! Maybe people are dying!" Zhang Min shouted again, his worry for his wife burning in his chest, for he hadn’t seen her since yesterday.

Zhang Min’s voice rang out, desperate. "Please! Someone, anyone, check on our families! If you care about us at all, help us!"