Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies

She had started calling Uncle You "husband" now? Since when? Zhang Yi had never heard her call him that before.

Great, now she was using Uncle You’s act of shielding Zhang Yi from bullets as moral leverage to make him take care of her and her daughter.

You truly deserve to die!

Zhang Yi glanced at Uncle You, who was still barely alive. Whether he could survive depended on Zhou Ke'er’s skills.

If Uncle You weren't still breathing, Zhang Yi would have already slapped Xie Limei senseless.

But Uncle You was still alive, so Zhang Yi had to endure for now. After all, the man had taken bullets for him. He couldn’t just deal with his woman and her child while he was still breathing, could he?

So Zhang Yi kept a cold, silent expression.

Xie Limei cried for a long time, but Zhang Yi showed no reaction, making her anxious. Uncle You was her carefully chosen long-term provider. Now that her provider was on the verge of death, she needed a new one to support her and her daughter.

Uncle You’s death wouldn’t particularly sadden her, but taking advantage of the situation to emotionally manipulate Zhang Yi was something she was more than willing to do.

Sniffling, Xie Limei turned to Zhang Yi, her eyes full of tears. "Zhang Yi, will my husband be alright?"

Husband, my foot! Zhang Yi thought, already cursing her in his mind.

"Don’t worry, I’ll do everything I can to save Uncle You! Zhou Ke'er is a chief physician at a major hospital. With her around, there’s hope for Uncle You's recovery."

Zhang Yi had stored a lot of things in his alternate space, including three large containers of medicine and medical equipment found in the warehouse district.

"I will do everything I can to save Uncle You," he repeated. "But whether it works or not is up to fate."

Xie Limei, still crying, said, "If anything happens to him, I don’t want to live either!"

Zhang Yi remained silent, not wanting to engage in this topic.

Seeing Zhang Yi’s lack of response, Xie Limei silently cursed him. How could he be so heartless? Uncle You had taken bullets for him, and Zhang Yi couldn’t even look after them in return?

Hating Zhang Yi inwardly, she didn't dare say it aloud. Instead, she cried and extended the baby wrapped in her arms toward Zhang Yi.

"Zhang Yi, if my husband dies, I don’t want to live either. But please, for his sake, take care of our child. I beg you!"

Zhang Yi quickly said, "Sister Xie, what are you saying? I will do everything to save Uncle You!"

He waved his hand, rejecting the notion of taking on the burden.

Xie Limei pressed, "What if he doesn’t make it?"

Zhang Yi’s expression turned serious. "I will do everything I can!"

"But what if that’s not enough?"

"Trust me, I’ll do my best. You surely hope Uncle You will be fine, right?"

Zhang Yi stared into Xie Limei's eyes, speaking each word deliberately.

Caught off guard by Zhang Yi’s directness, Xie Limei stammered, "Of course, I... I certainly hope my husband recovers!"

Seeing Zhang Yi’s debating skills, she dared not argue further and continued crying, holding her child.

Zhang Yi instructed the neighbors to carry Uncle You to his home. Since they lived on the 24th floor, the neighbors had to swap out twice to carry him up, each panting heavily by the time they reached the door.

No one dared to complain, knowing Zhang Yi would kill them without hesitation if he was displeased.

At the door, Zhang Yi told them, "Leave him here and go."

Relieved, the neighbors hurried downstairs.

Xie Limei, holding her baby, cried while watching Uncle You.

Frowning, Zhang Yi said, "Sister Xie, please go home. We’re about to perform surgery on Uncle You to remove the bullets. You can't help here."

Xie Limei resolutely replied, "No! He needs someone by his side now. I won’t leave him!"

She knelt down and grasped Uncle You’s hand tightly. Seeing the pain lessen on Uncle You’s face, Zhang Yi was annoyed but restrained himself.

Saving Uncle You was the priority. He couldn’t afford any more delays, so he opened the door.

For Xie Limei, stepping inside felt like entering a paradise. Having survived a month in freezing conditions, she and her baby had only managed thanks to Uncle You’s body heat.

Feeling the warmth and seeing the familiar yet distant comforts of civilized society brought tears to Xie Limei’s eyes—this time, genuine tears.

Zhang Yi called Zhou Ke'er to help move Uncle You, while Xie Limei, uninvited, entered the house, carrying her baby. Spotting a water dispenser in the corner, she eagerly picked up a cup and began filling it with hot water.

Zhou Ke'er and Zhang Yi watched, Zhou Ke'er was surprised that Zhang Yi allowed her inside. Seeing Uncle You covered in blood at the door, she understood.

Zhang Yi's eyes showed disdain as Xie Limei used his cup, drinking the hot water with bliss.

"Ah, hot water is so good!"

Xie Limei looked at her baby. "Zhang Yi, do you have any formula at home?"

Busy moving Uncle You, Zhang Yi's face darkened at the question.

"What did you say?"

Startled by his glare, Xie Limei realized the situation.

Holding the cup, she stammered, "The baby needs to drink too! My husband loved the baby very much."

Zhang Yi's cold gaze bore into her. "Come help now! Or I'll kick you out!"

Terrified, Xie Limei followed, holding her baby.

Zhang Yi and Zhou Ke'er moved Uncle You into an empty room. Zhang Yi’s three-bedroom apartment had one room for a soundproof generator, powering the safe house.