Everyone Wants to Pamper the Bigshot Researcher After Her Rebirth!

Chapter 469: Borrow Some Medicine

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Song Fan found Cao Lei’s body, trampled by several people, with muddy footprints all over his colorful jacket.

She gently brushed off the dirt, her gaze complex as she looked at his body. She knew she couldn’t break down now. She had experienced many life-and-death moments on the battlefield, and while Cao Lei wasn’t really her comrade, she still felt a pang of sorrow.

Looking at his slightly mischievous face, she could almost hear him saying, “I can still take a bullet for you,” words that had turned into a bitter reality.

She knelt down and took off Cao Lei’s exaggerated earrings, putting them on herself. She thought that when she got out, she could give them to his family as a keepsake.

“Boss,” Sun Yu’s voice called, and Song Fan stood up.

Seeing Cao Lei on the ground, Sun Yu’s eyes reddened. She quickly looked away and reported, “We lost ten people, and only five are uninjured. The rest are all hit.”

Song Fan sighed, “At least we still have five fighters. Let the uninjured take the guns and help the wounded find places to hide.”

Sun Yu looked uncomfortable, her features scrunching up, and finally said, “Not five, just me.”

She quickly explained, “Everyone else got scared and said they wanted to stay and help the wounded… I tried reasoning with them, saying if we die, they’ll all be buried with us. It’s better to take a chance than wait to be found and killed in a worse way. But no one listened.”

Song Fan wasn’t surprised; this was the outcome she had anticipated from the start.

“Forget it. No point in forcing anyone. This was always a one-in-nine chance. We can’t afford deadweight,” Song Fan said, patting Sun Yu’s shoulder. “If you…”

“I’m coming with you. If we die, we die together. I won’t leave you behind,” Sun Yu insisted.

Song Fan couldn’t help but smile at this. She hadn’t expected this ruthless killer to be the last one standing by her side.

Song Fan nodded, and they began sorting through the ammunition.

The fat man who had first suggested staying behind approached them. “Um… I have something to tell you.”

He seemed nervous but pulled out a napkin with a map drawn on it. “I’ve seen Santo and know where he is. I was part of the first group on the island. I wandered around and no one bothered me since there was no escape.”

He carefully unfolded the map. “I used to be a building designer. Mapping is my specialty. Santo lives here. He brought me and my group up. He always has bodyguards—two big foreign guys. You’ll see them when you get there.”

“Take the map. I don’t need it,” he said, pushing it into Song Fan’s hand and wishing them luck before running back to the others.

Song Fan understood everyone had to make their own choices. She wouldn’t force anyone. But having the map certainly made things easier.

They didn’t linger. To blend in, they only took handguns and knives. Along the way, they found several dead fishermen, all poisoned.

They didn’t mind the grime, stripping the bodies and changing into the fishermen’s clothes. Two skinny women were less likely to draw suspicion.

Arriving at the fishermen’s area, they saw a mix of mentally ill and normal-looking people, none of whom seemed to recognize each other.

Two men carried a wounded mercenary into a small wooden house. When the door opened, Song Fan saw someone in a white coat and shelves filled with bottles and jars.

Her eyes lit up. There was a medical facility here?

She pulled Sun Yu aside and whispered, “Keep watch here. I’m going to borrow some supplies.”

“Borrow?” Sun Yu looked incredulous.

Song Fan shrugged, “I’m going to borrow some medicine.”

She pointed to the mentally ill people nearby, “They don’t want these people dying, so they must be given medication. There must be sedatives in there. I’ll borrow some and put it in their food. It’ll make things easier for us.”

Just as she was about to move, Sun Yu stopped her, “I’ll go. You were captured, so you must be a big deal. They might have your photo. I know the medicines, let me do it.”

Before Song Fan could protest, Sun Yu had already circled around to the back of the small wooden house.