Chapter 92 Wait, I Heard a Dog Barking

Chapter 92 Wait, I Heard a Dog Barking

"Shen Que, let's sneak away."

Meng Ci whispered to Shen Que after Lu Chen left.

The frozen ground was harder to dig than usual, making it even more challenging than digging in hard soil.

After digging for so long, they could only bury one body.

"Alright." Shen Que agreed.

They glanced in the direction where Lu Chen was, ensuring no one noticed them, and without even bothering to take the wood on the ground, they ran off.

"Lieutenant."

A soldier near Lu Chen wanted to stop Meng Ci and Shen Que from escaping.

Lu Chen stopped him, "Forget it, let them go."

In any case, Lu Chen didn't really expect them to dig a large pit; he just wanted to temper their overbearing attitudes.

After running for some distance, Meng Ci and Shen Que realized that Lu Chen hadn't followed them and finally felt relieved.

"You said those refugees at the resettlement point have returned?" Shen Que asked seriously.

Meng Ci nodded, "Yes!"

At this point, Meng Ci couldn't help but sigh.

"Sigh, with more people, there will be more disputes."

"It seems like getting a good night's sleep will be difficult from now on."

Meng Ci had been sleeping until he naturally woke up recently, but it seemed that would be hard to continue.

Shen Que chuckled, "Don't worry, I'll keep watch."

Oh, right.

Meng Ci almost forgot that he had a boyfriend now.

It seemed he would have to inconvenience his boyfriend until he adjusted his sleep schedule.

"Ow-ow!"

After walking for a bit, they suddenly heard a howling sound, like a dog whimpering.

Meng Ci and Shen Que exchanged a glance and followed the sound.

After a few steps, they saw a white dog covered in blood lying on the snowy ground, its front leg bent at an unnatural angle, and a pool of blood around it had already frozen.

Shen Que stopped Meng Ci from approaching and warned, "That looks like a white wolf."

Meng Ci stood still, noticing the upward slant of the wolf's eyes and the short, thick tail dragging behind it, confirming it wasn't a dog.

He looked around but found no signs of danger.

Wolves usually live in packs, so if this one was alone, it likely meant its companions were dead or had abandoned it due to its severe injuries.

Thinking about the novels he read, many animals would mutate in the end times.

Meng Ci himself had avoided acid rain, but this white wolf might have been exposed to it, making it potentially useful for protection.

"No problem, I'll check on it!"

Feeling this idea was feasible, Meng Ci approached the white wolf.

When the white wolf saw Meng Ci coming closer, its howls grew louder, seemingly warning him to stay away.

Meng Ci looked at the wolf, noting its broken leg, numerous wounds, and disheveled fur, indicating it was not much of a threat.

"Don't be afraid, let me see your injuries!" Meng Ci squatted beside the wolf and examined its wounds.

Fortunately, they were mostly superficial, except for the broken leg, which would be harder to treat.

He wondered if there were any veterinarians still alive.

The wolf seemed to realize Meng Ci posed no threat and gradually quieted down.

Meng Ci estimated the wolf was about eighty centimeters long but very thin, making it relatively easy to carry back.

However, what if someone saw it and caused panic?

Or worse, if someone who hadn't eaten meat in months decided to attack them for the wolf's meat.

Shen Que looked around, confirmed no one was nearby, and pulled out a cotton coat from his storage space, handing it to Meng Ci.

"Use this to wrap it up."

Together, Meng Ci and Shen Que carefully placed the wolf on the coat and tied it securely with a rope, leaving only its face visible, much like the wolf in Little Red Riding Hood.

Meng Ci covered the wolf's head with the coat's hood, ensuring no one could see its true appearance.

"I'm taking you back to treat your injuries, so don't make a sound on the way, understand?"

"If anyone hears you and decides to eat you, I won't be responsible."

The white wolf seemed to understand human speech and gradually quieted down.

Meng Ci had Shen Que tie the cotton coat wrapped around the white wolf to his own body with a rope, and then they started walking home.

Initially, Shen Que wanted to carry it, but Meng Ci refused.

He said he was afraid that the white wolf would be scared by Shen Que's cold face.

When Shen Que heard this, he managed to keep some composure, knowing that Meng Ci was his boyfriend and that rolling his eyes at him wouldn't be right; otherwise, his expression would have cracked.

On their way back, they indeed saw many residents.

Since these people were carrying a lot of things—some even used bed sheets to pack items and slung them over their shoulders—Meng Ci's appearance did not arouse much curiosity.

The only thought that crossed their minds was whether Meng Ci might be a bit off, as they had never seen anyone pack things into such a long shape before.

Back on the seventeenth floor, Meng Ci placed the white wolf on the ground.

Shen Que took out some medicine for external injuries from his space and put it aside, letting Meng Ci treat the wounds while he added more wood to the stove.

Meng Ci picked up alcohol and a cotton swab. "Don't be afraid, I'll disinfect your wounds."

"It might hurt a bit, so bear with it."

With that, Meng Ci wiped the alcohol-soaked cotton swab on the white wolf's wounds.

"Ao..."

The white wolf whimpered in pain but didn't turn to bite Meng Ci or howl loudly.

Only its low whimpers made Meng Ci's heart ache.

Recalling videos he had seen before, where animals being treated often had their fur shaved around the wounds, he thought that applying alcohol directly might not be very effective.

After treating two wounds, Meng Ci put down the supplies and took out scissors and a razor, intending to shave the wolf's fur.

Having never shaved anyone else before, Meng Ci's skills were mediocre, leaving the wolf's fur uneven and unsightly.

Unable to watch any longer, Shen Que took over with the razor to fix it.

"Your skills are impressive!" Meng Ci praised, seeing how efficiently Shen Que worked.

Shen Que explained, "I learned this when I was in the army."

During his time in the military, male soldiers had to keep their hair short.

With no hairstylists available in the barracks and going out for a haircut being impractical, many bought electric clippers to trim their own hair.

Shen Que also bought one, and although his initial attempts were clumsy, his skills improved with practice.

Seeing this, other soldiers asked him for help.

Despite his cold demeanor, Shen Que had a kind heart and never refused their requests.

"Oh!" Meng Ci nodded, realizing that Shen Que must have been well-liked during his time in the army.

At that moment, a sudden thought crossed Meng Ci's mind: since Shen Que liked men, and there were so many men in the army, could there have been someone he liked?