Chapter 660
The people who fiad already been sheltering inside the lobby kept their distance, afraid of getting acid rain on themselves. Seeing how badly the injured were suffering, some still couldn’t help pleading
“Doctor, please help them.”
“If you don’t, they’re going to die.”
Nicole repeated firmly, “We’ve already told you what first aid to do. We don’t have any medicine or supplies with us. What do you expect us to treat you with?”
The lobby stayed chaotic. Mitchell raised his voice until it was almost hoarse.
“Everyone, we’re not refusing to help. It’s been seven years since the apocalypse started. Where are we supposed to find sodium bicarbonate solution now? Blocking us here won’t solve anything. Find clean water and rinse the burns as soon as you can. The longer you wait, the worse they’ll get.”
One man, nearly crazed from the pain, suddenly lunged forward and swung at him. “Easy for you to say! Where the hell are we supposed to find that much clean water?”
Nicole kicked him back. “If you can’t even find clean water, what makes you think we can magically pull medicine out of nowhere?”
That set the injured survivors off.
“The doctors are attacking us!”
With no hope of treatment and pain clouding their judgment, they completely lost control. One after another, they surged forward, looking ready to fight.
Pain and rage had taken over. At that point, they looked ready to tear Nicole and the others apart.
If they were going to die, they wanted to take someone with them.
Mitchell and the others were researchers, not fighters. The research institute had always been guarded by soldiers, so when the angry crowd came charging at them, several of them went pale.
If this turned into a real fight, they didn’t stand a chance.
The injured survivors surged forward, nearly overwhelming the group.

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