Only after dealing with everyone did Ginny Kane and the group drive back home.
"I’m going to the hospital to take a look. You guys head back first," Ginny said. She hopped out of the car and walked toward the hospital.
Inside the car, Lawrence patted Caleb Grant on the shoulder and grinned mischievously. "Captain Grant, how about I ask you a question?"
"Shut up. I don’t want to hear it!" Knowing exactly what Lawrence was going to ask, Caleb refused to answer outright. He didn’t even know what his own thoughts were right now, let alone how to answer Lawrence.
Upon arriving at the hospital, Ginny saw the same nurse from earlier sitting at the entrance, wiping away tears.
"What’s wrong?" Ginny asked softly.
"Dr. Rhodes is just too pitiful. Commander Kane, I... where is that scumbag?"
"He’s at the base. Has Dr. Rhodes woken up yet?"
The nurse wiped her tears and said through gritted teeth, "She woke up and wants to kill him. Their daughter was... by that piece of trash... he’s simply not human."
Having seen it with her own eyes in her past life, Ginny was furious, but she still maintained her rationality. She patted the nurse on the shoulder. "Take me to see her."
"Alright, right this way. Dr. Rhodes just woke up and is still very weak."
When they reached the door of the first room, the nurse knocked lightly. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK. "Dr. Rhodes, I’m coming in!" Only then did she push the door open. After all, Iris Rhodes was still unable to speak, so it was naturally impossible for her to respond.
Ginny looked at the despairing woman on the hospital bed. Instead of offering comfort, she simply said, "I’ve brought that man back. Now that you’re awake, I’ll hand him over for you to deal with. I didn’t save you out of a sudden burst of charity. In this apocalypse, we need doctors."
Ginny paused, looking at the lifeless Iris again. "You currently have two choices. First, you can give up on living, and we won’t waste any more medical supplies saving you. Second, you cooperate with the treatment and stay at the base to work as a doctor!"
Hearing Iris’s Heart Sounds begging for death, Ginny didn’t want to waste any more breath on this woman. She hadn’t gone through all that trouble to rescue someone who was just going to die anyway. That was why she had spoken those words—she wanted to test her reaction.
"Live... living... I want... to live," Iris answered. Although her voice was weak and disjointed, it was exceptionally firm.
Ginny finally felt relieved. Pitying this woman was one thing, but it was the apocalypse now, and all kinds of resources were in short supply. She couldn’t afford to save someone who didn’t want to live and would just commit suicide later.
Iris was a rather tragic woman. Her parents had divorced when she was young, and neither had wanted her. She grew up with her grandmother, and after her grandmother passed away, she lived alone. Fortunately, she had worked hard and lived up to expectations. Right after graduation, she joined Breven City Hospital, which was also where she met her husband.
The couple had been married for fifteen years and had a ten-year-old daughter. Before the apocalypse, their life could be described as perfectly happy. Her husband was considerate, and her daughter was well-behaved.
But all of this changed after the apocalypse arrived. It was fine at first when they still had food, but half a month later, they exhausted the provisions in their home. Iris had tried to go out several times but was stopped by the hordes of zombies swarming downstairs.
Her husband, Tristan Garland, was the deputy director of the hospital’s surgery department. Iris asked him to go out and search for supplies. At first, he was willing to go down and try, but after nearly getting scratched by a zombie, he refused to ever go down again.
After the three of them went three days without a single drop of water, Tristan couldn’t stand their daughter’s crying anymore. He slapped her unconscious. Looking at his daughter lying motionless on the floor, a murderous intent sprouted in his heart.
"Ah! Tristan, are you fucking crazy? This is our child! Ah..." Iris wailed. She rushed over and wrestled with him, but the physical disparity between a man and a woman was too great. Within a minute, Tristan had pinned her to the ground. He even tied her up with a rope.
"Don’t blame me! We need to survive! We can always have more children. Honey, we just have to hold on. Once the country wipes out these monsters, we... we can even have two more!"
"Tristan... that’s our daughter!" Iris sobbed. "You’re really... worse than a beast!"
But Tristan turned a deaf ear to Iris’s curses. He locked her in the room and ignored her completely. Because there was no water, nothing could be washed, and there was no gas or electricity!
Two days later, because the temperature was too high...
The death of her daughter and the sheer malice of her husband dealt a devastating double blow to Iris. As a result, she lost all desire to live, wanting nothing more than to drag Tristan down to hell with her.
Ginny’s words somewhat dispelled her thoughts of suicide. She now wanted to nurse her body back to health so she could take revenge on Tristan, though she was still lost about what to do with the rest of her life.
Sensing that Iris’s suicidal impulses had weakened, Ginny didn’t stay any longer. She simply instructed the nurse to take good care of Iris and told the doctor that she would only wait a week for her. After a week, she would let Tristan go.
Iris looked at Ginny with resolute eyes and said, "Okay."
In truth, Ginny had no intention of releasing Tristan; she only said that to motivate Iris. When it came to a piece of trash like him, she wanted nothing more than to chop him into a hundred pieces.
After settling Iris’s affairs, Ginny left the hospital and returned to her own villa to check on Cecilia Sinclair’s condition. The moment she pushed the door open, she heard Cecilia’s signature boisterous laughter.
It seemed she was completely fine now, given how happily she was laughing!
"Recovered?" Ginny asked.
Hearing Ginny’s voice, Cecilia immediately started groaning. "Oww... Ginny, it hurts so much!"
"Alright, stop pretending. You don’t even have a single tear in your eye, so what could possibly hurt? At least try to hold back the smile on your face."
"Hehe, I heard you went to get revenge for me? I knew my Ginny treats me the best. Ginny, how about... I offer myself to you?"
Ginny looked at her in disgust and peeled Cecilia’s hands off her arm. "That’s enough. I am a woman, and I like men!"
Hearing this, Cecilia clutched her chest. "Ah... Ginny, you’ve hurt me. My heart aches so much!"
"How about this, then? I’ll give you my brother as compensation."
The moment Ginny said this, Cecilia’s face instantly turned red. Sean Kane tapped Ginny on the head. "What nonsense are you sprouting, Ginny? Alright, hurry up and go down for dinner!"
With that, he dragged Ginny out of the room without giving her a chance to argue.