The Apocalypse Survival Manual (Three Days Before Doomsday, I Stockpiled Billions) novel Chapter 890

Chapter 890

Nicole passed the inpatient ward, she heard patients crying out in pain.

They were survivors injured on the job at the base. With so little medicine available, the staff could do little beyond basic care. Much of their recovery came down to luck.

Further down the hall, two medical workers were making their rounds. One was an older man whose figure looked oddly familiar.

For a moment, Nicole thought she was imagining things. Then she took a closer look and hurried after him.

“Dr. Chapman!”

The man turned at the sound of her voice.

It was Mitchell. He was alive, and he was working at the hospital. He was much thinner, and his hair was almost entirely gray.

Surprise gave way to a delighted smile. “Nicole?”

She rushed over. “Dr. Chapman. When did you get here?”

Just two weeks ago, she checked for news of him and Wesley. Neither appeared in the base’s records. 1

“Yesterday,” Mitchell said, his voice rough with exhaustion.

He was already at work after barely a day at Yorwick. His health clearly suffered during the journey, but he was as devoted to his patients as ever.

Nicole followed him on his rounds, seeing patients with everything from minor injuries to serious wounds.

Without enough medicine, some were in bad shape. Several showed signs of worsening infections.

Mitchell looked grim, but he had no time to linger. Back in his office, he went straight to the hospital’s inventory of medicinal herbs.

He needed to work out how to treat his patients with what little he had.

The healthcare system barely functioned anymore. Even among the surviving medical staff, few had training in herbal medicine. Most of those who did knew only certain aspects of the work.

Almost no one could handle everything from preparing remedies to prescribing them.

The hospital grew its own herbs, but many needed careful processing before they were safe to use. Picking them and giving them straight to patients wasn’t an option.

Mitchell barely had a moment to talk to Nicole.

He was the only person at the hospital who knew how to prepare herbal medicines from start to finish.

Along with doing the work himself, he had to train the rest of the staff.

Nicole couldn’t stand by and leave him to handle it all. “Dr. Chapman, let me teach them how to prepare the herbs. You can focus on your patients.”

“Alright. Thank you.”

Nicole was a former student of his, after all. She was bright, eager to learn, and already knew a great deal.

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She started by checking which herbs the hospital had in stock, then taught the staff the preparation techniques she learned at the research institute.

She showed them how to clean, dry, grind, and heat the herbs, explaining which method each plant required.

By the time she finished walking the staff through the procedures, most of the day was gone.

Nicole wasn’t used to being this busy anymore. When she finally caught Mitchell taking a short break, she went

over.

“Dr. Chapman, what happened to everyone else at the institute?”

His face fell at the mention of his old colleagues. For a long time, he said nothing. Then he lowered his gaze.

“Dr. Dixon didn’t make it.”

Wesley was in his seventies. With everything they went through, Nicole knew there was a chance he wouldn’t survive. Still, the news hit her hard.