Ding Fan was out of options, he could only sacrifice a storage bag and then directly take care of the zombie.
By this ti, the hotel was empty. During the earlier commotion, all the people inside had been evacuated by security.
As soon as he left the hotel, Ding Fan quickly found Mu Zi and the others.
Those who had fled the hotel were now on the square.
"Child, what's wrong with you? Wake up, won't you?" At this mont, the mother who had been saved by Mu Zi earlier was holding her little girl and crying.
Ding Fan looked over and saw that the little girl's face was flushed red, her brows tightly furrowed, and her eyes were tightly shut.
"Brother Fan, this child has been unconscious like this ever since we ca out, and she has had a fever the whole ti..."
Ding Fan nodded and then crouched down.
Touching the little girl's head with his hand, he found it was indeed burning hot. After a check-up, Ding Fan confird that the little girl showed signs of being infected with corpse poison.
Although the little girl had not been bitten by a zombie, her condition indicated that she must have been infected by the green gas emitted by a zombie, which was why she was poisoned.
This type of infection spread slower than the corpse poison transmitted by a direct zombie bite. Normally, soone bitten by a zombie would turn into a zombie within a day; however, if infected by the green gas, it would take about a week for the transformation to occur.
Before the transformation, the infected person would remain unconscious and suffer from persistent high fever.
"Step aside, we need to get the injured to the hospital," just then, a team of dical personnel ran over carrying a stretcher.
Not far away, police had already cordoned off the hotel. The dical rescue teams were searching for injured people everywhere.
"I'm going to treat this girl now," Ding Fan said indifferently to a mber of the dical team nearby.
Treat? The dical team mber was taken aback.
He then sized up Ding Fan.
A young man in his early twenties—at least, that's what Ding Fan seed to the dic, who thought he might just be a university student from a dical school. The dic glanced at Mu Zi beside Ding Fan and then seed to understand sothing.
Ding Fan probably wanted to show off in front of a beautiful woman.
"This is a matter of life and death. Zombies have erged from the hotel. This isn't just a simple cough or cold. Don't create trouble here," said the dical team mber, and then he tried to pull Ding Fan away.
At this mont, Ding Fan didn't have ti to argue with the dical team mber. The little girl had been infected with corpse poison; if he didn't treat her now, once the poison erupted, the entire Xingcheng would suffer the consequences.
Ding Fan didn't believe the dical team could remove the corpse poison from the girl's body.
True Qi sprang from Ding Fan's body.
The dical team mber trying to pull Ding Fan was suddenly repelled by the True Qi that rebounded from Ding Fan's body.
"What are you doing? Do you even know what you're doing?" The team mber climbed up from the ground, looking at Ding Fan angrily.
"Shut up!" At this mont, Mu Zi had already blocked the dical team mber.
Mu Zi certainly didn't think Ding Fan was making a fuss for no reason. Whatever Ding Fan did, there was surely a reason for it.
"Police... police..." The dical team mber imdiately called over a police officer who was on duty nearby.
The officer, seeing trouble here, ran over imdiately.
"What happened?" the officer asked.
"These two are obstructing our rescue efforts, and that man even pushed down..." While speaking, the dical team mber pointed at Ding Fan and Mu Zi.
In the dic's view, the arrival of the police would surely an support for him, and they would deal properly with Ding Fan and Mu Zi.
However, contrary to the dic's expectations, the officer did not reprimand Ding Fan and Mu Zi after taking a look at them. Instead, he said to the dical team mber.
"You go about your business, don't disturb these folks!"
What just happened?
The dical team mber was confused; he could not understand why the police were now speaking up for Ding Fan and his company.
"Commander! Is there anything I can help with?" At that mont, the officer saluted Ding Fan with a military pose.
Commander?
Hearing this title, the dical team mber was outright dumbstruck. Ding Fan was only so old, it looked like he hadn't even graduated from college yet, and here he was, being addressed as a senior officer by the police officer…
When Ding Fan heard the officer calling him "chief," he was also taken aback, but he soon understood why. Previously, at the Tianwan Clubhouse, he had shown his military officer ID to a criminal police captain, and since then, the captain had been calling him "chief." It seed that this policeman must have also been there at the ti.
"I'll take care of this person; you don't need to worry about it," Ding Fan said indifferently to the policeman.
The policeman nodded and then directly said to the rescue team mber, "You don't need to worry about this anymore, get back to whatever else you need to do."
At this ti, what else could the rescue team mber say? The police officer was addressing him as "chief," which indicated that he had significant authority. A re mber of the rescue team, how could he dare to provoke such a powerful presence?
Without another word, the rescue team mber turned and went about his business, while the policeman stood by respectfully, watching over Ding Fan.
Ding Fan casually took out a Silver Needle from his storage ring and did not waste any ti, swiftly inserting needle after needle into several major acupoints on the girl's head.
The mother, who was still anxiously crying by the side, was stunned as she witnessed Ding Fan's Acupuncture technique—she had never seen such an impressive thod of Acupuncture in all her life.
As Ding Fan inserted the last needle, the little girl's flushed face also returned to its normal complexion.
Ding Fan pinched his fingers into a Finger Decision and then struck the girl's back with a sweeping motion of his palm.
Pu-chi…
With a strike from Ding Fan's palm, the girl coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The blood should have been bright red, but the color of the blood the girl spat out was green, and it slled foul.
After the girl expelled the blood, Ding Fan didn't delay; he pricked the lobe of the girl's ear, and then blood continuously dripped from it.
As the blood flowed more freely, the green color slowly turned back to a bright red.
At this point, Ding Fan did not say anything more. He shook his hands and then struck the girl's back forcefully.
The girl, who had been unconscious, slowly opened her eyes. Her complexion was still pale, but her body temperature was no longer as hot as before.
"Mommy…" Being young, the girl imdiately searched for her mother as soon as she opened her eyes. When she found her mother, she threw herself into her arms.
Mother and daughter cried together.
Mu Zi watched the mother and daughter, secretly relieved. She glanced at Ding Fan, knowing that if it weren't for him, the mother and daughter may have been forever separated.
Ding Fan used his Divine Sense to check on the condition of the other people at the scene. Corpse Poison was terrifying, and if even one person was overlooked, it could be a great disaster for Xingcheng, and for all of humanity.
Under the search of his Divine Sense, Ding Fan did not find anyone else infected with Corpse Poison. It seed that when the Zombie had trapped the little girl in the corner, it must have transmitted the Corpse Poison to her at that ti.
Having dealt with the girl's Corpse Poison, Ding Fan had no intention of staying longer. He did not want to face the dia, as he was a cultivator, and seeking fa and accolades was not his pursuit.
Imdiately, Ding Fan left the scene with Mu Zi.
At this mont, waves of piercing sirens were still sounding behind Ding Fan and Mu Zi.
"Brother Fan, why have there been so many Zombies appearing recently?" Mu Zi asked from the side.
Ding Fan was also pondering this question. There was already a scarcity of extrely Yin energy in the world, and with cremation being the practice nowadays, there should not be a possibility of Zombies arising by this logic.
Just then, a wave of ntal Power swept over Ding Fan.
The force of the ntal Power was brief, but it did not escape Ding Fan. His Divine Sense imdiately scanned in the direction the ntal Power had co from.
Not far from the hotel, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, smoking a cigar in a convertible sports car, was looking in their direction. Clearly, the one who had used ntal Power to probe had been that middle-aged man with the sunglasses.
The middle-aged man seed to notice Ding Fan, and without hesitation, he started his car and rged into the traffic on the road.
Ding Fan frowned deeply; his Divine Sense was very powerful, and not being able to detect the man's cultivation was rare. Generally, Martial Artists who could use Telekinesis were at least Earth Level Fifth Grade or above. From this, it would seem that the cultivation of the middle-aged man with sunglasses was at least Earth Level Fifth Grade or higher.
Ding Fan had a vague feeling that this man might be related to the Zombie incidents…
"What's wrong, Brother Fan?" Mu Zi asked, looking at Ding Fan with concern.
Ding Fan's preoccupied expression made Mu Zi sowhat worried.
"Co with …" Without another word, Ding Fan quickly pulled Mu Zi along and hailed a taxi.
After getting into the taxi, Ding Fan took out several hundred-yuan bills and tossed them in front of the driver. "Go in the direction I tell you."
Seeing Ding Fan's generous tip, the driver eagerly nodded. "Big brother, wherever you say to go, I'll go!"
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