Armed Train in the Apocalypse

Chapter 664 - 392: The Persevering Guardians

After a round of investigation, the two stood before the Medical Carriage No. 16.Aside from doctors and injured soldiers passing by, there were only research personnel from various laboratories. Clinical trials are an important indicator for research, but the medications used on soldiers have already been tested repeatedly by Director Xu’s team.

Aside from that, there was no one else.

Unlike the concept of hospitals before the apocalypse, ordinary ailments like headaches and colds aren’t within the train’s treatment scope, including some difficult medical cases. If evolution can solve them, it will; if it can’t, the medical carriage won’t either.

The medical carriage can only fight Death God when you’re close to dying.

"Umm... Are you talking about the investigation?"

Lin Xia, who was slacking off, raised his head.

"Not an investigation, just a simple look around, perhaps asking a few questions. Is that okay?"

Su Han asked somewhat shyly.

Lin Xia glanced at the gentle, obedient girl before him. About this girl who had suddenly appeared near the train captain, he only knew a little—that her name was Su Han, with the Su from Su Huan.

"Of course. Would you need my company?"

Lin Xia stood up, smiling, as he handed back a piece of paper, seemingly torn from a diary.

This paper was proof that the girl could call upon parts of the train’s surveillance and personnel for cooperation.

There was only one word on it.

"Investigate."

Besides that, it was entirely blank.

But onboard the train, it was the highest level of command. Even if it was just to look around, Lin Xia would not utter half a "no," even if she wanted to overturn the medical carriage.

"Would it be too much trouble for you? Father said the burden of everyone’s health on the train rests on your shoulders."

Su Han said with some concern.

’Hiss...’

Zhang Qiang glanced at the young girl, silent but with complex vibrations in his eyes.

When the girl first came to him, the second sentence she said was, "Father said I can trust you with anything..."

Now, he finally understood.

This girl certainly had the brilliance to leverage authority for big matters; just her honey-coated words were invaluable.

He vaguely felt like he was lying in bed, watching that man smile and saying, "You are the president of the Tongzhou Association," with deja vu.

Lin Xia was startled to sit up, "Did the train captain truly say that?"

Then he suspiciously scrutinized Su Han.

The thirteen-year-old girl stood gracefully, her eyes clear, with a hint of reminiscence and solemnity on her face—no traces of a seasoned flatterer, like a delicate and beautiful little flower.

’Could the train captain really have praised me this way?’

Thinking of this, Lin Xia’s mind was suddenly excited, but recalling his recent slacking behavior, he felt a pang of guilt.

Su Han nodded earnestly, "He mentioned it casually when I was asking for advice, but I felt it was important, so I wrote it down intact."

Anyway, no one would verify such matters with her father, and even if they did, it wouldn’t matter. Who would blame a child for saying endearing things?

However, Hu Shuo had once solemnly warned her.

Lies must be built on a foundation. Her current foundation is Su Huan’s authority and power, not her own.

Thus, only the train captain qualifies to make unreserved remarks; others must consider if they can bear the consequences before speaking.

Hence, Su Han set two rules for herself: before being able to bear the consequences, she must ensure everything she says is true or, if exposed, aligns with the rules.

Upon hearing her speak like this, Lin Xia felt even guiltier, deciding to start working diligently from now on.

To repay the train captain’s favor of recognizing him.

"Then follow me."

"Hmm, okay."

Su Han obediently followed behind Lin Xia.

They entered Medical Carriage No. 15, walking as Lin Xia provided a brief introduction.

Su Han also learned why this carriage specifically lacked surveillance cameras.

Because He Jie frequently suffered serious injuries and was treated here, other military officers also came here preferentially when injured. Over time, this carriage was humorously dubbed the officer’s convalescent home, and the surveillance was removed due to these officers’ influence. The cameras were only used by Han Qin to check if Old He was smoking. Other than that, were not needed.

As for doctors’ qualifications and illegal drug use... there doesn’t seem to be much room for doubt.

At this time, being able to use medicine is already a blessing. After the Spore Zone, the train began trending for surgeries without anesthesia—spread by the train captain’s legacy and personally enforced by the centenarian western doctor, Lin Xia.

After all, anesthetizing these Evolvers is troublesome. The anesthetics used in each surgery could floor an entire pride of lions, so it’s best to economize where possible.

As the train operates now, while there are not no more professional doctors, Lin Xia has probably killed more people this year than a lifetime of saves by other doctors. He’s become proficient, so he’s still the main officer in the medical carriage.

Medical treatment on the train must be done by doctors trained onboard; that’s the proper way.

At this time, there weren’t many injured people in the carriage, only four, two lying unconscious, and two junior officers conversing.

Seeing Lin Xia, they enthusiastically greeted.

Su Han felt a bit disappointed at this sight but still chatted briefly with the two.

Zhang Qiang was rather familiar with this place; he first met the train captain here. Lin Xia was his attending physician, and being here again felt like revisiting his old haunt.

Just when he was pondering how to leave some ambiguous clues for the young lady, Su Han shifted the topic to the other two unconscious individuals.

One of them was an injured officer with a clean identity.