The sound above her head didn't stop.

Abigail's emotions tensed up. During that long silence, her vision cleared up.

She noticed Martin's clothes were soaked in blood, while Andrew appeared pale as he leaned against the side. Blood continued to flow steadily from his shoulder and face.

Abigail reached out and touched his head. Upon confirming it was just a graze from a bullet, she quietly took off her bag to retrieve some disinfectant, anesthesia, bandages, and hemostatic drugs.

Martin looked at her, and a smile appeared on his lips. He was surprised at how well-prepared she was.

She first cleaned the wound on Andrew's head and then stitched it up. Being a designer, she was skilled at sewing.

After applying the hemostatic drug, she removed the bullet from Andrew's wound.

She was prepared for the worst from the beginning, so she had everything ready.

After removing the bullet and stitching up the wound, she moved to Martin's side. She reached out and touched his heart. Then, she looked at where the bullet had lodged itself. She murmured, "It didn't hit any vital organs."

Martin nodded.

Abigail administered anesthesia to him.

Soon, he passed out. She immediately removed the bullet, disinfected the wound, and stitched it up. It was all done in one go.

After completing all of this, she was exhausted, but she didn't stop.

The basement was large, and this was just a corner of it.

long time with Larry and found a generator,

a pipe opening that was tightly sealed by an iron

liquids that Martin carried with him, so she retracted

and all were large-sized cans. So, it

difference between carrying a

went to the pipeline entrance, and

she

Gradually, the rust corroded.

a leather glove to open the

her palm felt

dull thud, she opened the

the pipeline, with a smell of decay mixed with rust,

it's highly likely that the pipeline

basement was sealed, this pipe should be for

at her figure and felt that she could crawl out

where Martin and Andrew were, she took the

entered the pipe and

in sweat. Her hands, which were already almost rotten, were pierced by rusty iron scraps. She was in so much pain that her face turned pale, and the sweat on her

faintly

After taking a brief rest, she would be ready to continue crawling toward

to herself, a smile crept onto her lips. As long as I can find a way out and get Martin and Andrew to

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