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Christine looked a little excited, full of confidence, her face flushed slightly, and as Monica and Maniela swapped hands, she began to take the first step forward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Her feet slowly left the ground, her body swayed slightly, and she took a step forward, compared to the steps she took yesterday when her feet rubbed on the ground, this step was already very large, and she made a very obvious progress.

One-step, two-step, three-step...... Six, seven, eight.

Christine walked a total of eight steps before stopping, her lips pursed slightly, and her body shook a little more.

"Alright, it's okay!" Tang Ji stepped forward and held Christine in his arms, "Honey, you're great, it's okay." ”

"Isn't that all there is to it...... Will it recover quickly? Christine put her hand on Don Guy's shoulder and whispered.

"Well, that's right, that will have a very special stimulation that stimulates the muscles and nerves of your thighs, making you feel more real about your legs, and you will have better control." Don Ji said with a smile, turning his head to give Monica a look.

Monica walked over and picked Christine up horizontally, and without much effort, walked to the side and put her on the couch.

"Thank you!" Christine, curled up on the couch, whispered, her face slightly red.

Tang Ji walked slowly to the sofa on crutches, and when he just passed by the coffee table, he only heard a "bang", Tang Ji's calf hit the corner of the coffee table, the coffee table shook for a while, and Tang Ji turned out and fell on the carpet.

"!" Tang Ji didn't control it and burst into foul language.

"Baby, are you alright......"

"Don ......"

Monica and Maniela run to Don Guy's side and try to help him up.

Tang Ji pursed his lips and waved his hand, one turned over and sat on the ground, rubbing his calves, and his mouth made a painful "hiss" sound.

"I'll see! Isn't it serious. Maniela pulled up the leg of Don Qu's pants, and could see that there was a small bruise on the side of Don Quix's calf, which was obviously just hit.

"I'll go get the medicine." Moni said and stood up. Just as she was about to turn around, Don Ji stopped her.

"It's okay, no need Monica, it's okay, it's just a bump,......" Don Ji said, hooking another hand around Maniela's neck and whispering, "Help me up." ”

Maniela helped Don Ji slowly to the couch and sat down. Tang Ji reached out and rubbed his legs again, smiled at Monica and Maniela, and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore." After speaking, Tang Ji raised his hand and rubbed his leg again, then took the crutches and slowly stood up again. Took a few steps around the couch.

"Okay......" Tang Ji smiled, raised his hand and looked at his watch, and said, "I have some business, go out for a while, and I will come back for dinner at noon." ”

"My dear...... Be careful. Maniela stood up and asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm leaving." Tang Ji waved his hand. And he went out.

After Tang Ji left, Christine completely relaxed, lying on the sofa and breathing a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong with you?" Kristen saw that Monica and Maniela had strange faces, as if they had something on their minds, and couldn't help asking.

"No, not really." Maniela came to her senses, smiled at Christine and shook her head.

Monica was silent. His expression was gloomy, as if he was a little lost.

Ten minutes later, inside Hillary's office.

Tang Ji lay sideways on the couch, looking up at the ceiling, silent.

Dressed smartly, with a single ponytail and light makeup, Hillary sat on the other side of the couch and put the left leg that Don Guy had hit on her legs, and the trouser leg had been pulled up. He was holding the potion and rubbing it on the bruise on Donji's calf.

"Why was it so careless?" Mrs. Clinton grumbled under her breath.

Don Guy didn't respond.

"Does it hurt?" Hillary asked again, looking up at Donji's face.

"Huh? Oh, of course it hurts. Don Ji came back to his senses and said, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Laughing at what?" Hillary Clinton was puzzled.

"Nothing." Don Ji shook his head.

Midday. Tang Ji returned to his residence for lunch, rested for about an hour, and then left again, this time directly from the underground military base, to the ground of the gathering place full of zombies roaming.

Don Ji wore very thick clothes, a trench coat on the outside, the kind with a high collar, and a thicker cap on his head.

It's late autumn, the weather outside is a little cool, and the ground without human beings looks very desolate, although you can see a lot of zombies, but in people's subconscious, no one will regard them as a symbol of prosperity and liveliness, no matter how much they are.

The wind swept the yellow leaves in the streets, and Tang Ji walked on the sidewalks, staggering, sometimes using his cane to drive away zombies.

After walking for fifteen minutes, Tang Ji walked from the middle of the gathering place to the toy factory located in the northwest of the gathering place, Tang Ji came to the third basement of the factory, cleaned and disinfected, changed into a white coat, and entered the underground laboratory.

"Are you okay?"

In the spotless glass room, Tang Ji looked at Ann, who was fixed to the hospital bed, and asked with a smile.

Ann seems to be completely crazy, his hair is messy like weeds, his eyes are confused, he is already very thin, he has become much thinner again, probably hungry, because Tang Ji has never given him food, he is not a real zombie after all, he has not eaten for nearly ten days, and his body shape has changed significantly.

An didn't answer Tang Ji's words, but just turned his head slightly to look at Tang Ji, his eyes confused and a little sluggish.

Tang Ji looked at him, shook his head and smiled, in fact, Tang Ji will make people feel very scary at some times, such as treating An at this time without any pity, and he can laugh.

After all, Ann still has human thinking and wisdom, if this kind of thing is placed before the end of the world, Tang Ji will definitely be strongly condemned, there will be a moral judgment, and even be sent to prison, but now, no one will care about him.

Walking to the side of the experimental table, Tang Ji observed the pale green liquid in the culture tank, which was the key to his experiment.

After observing it through the transparent glass of the culture tank for a short time, Tang Ji took out a drop of pale green liquid from it, took it aside and put it under the microscope, and observed it carefully.

"What are you researching?" Ann's voice came from not far away, and he seemed to be awake for a while.

"You'll know." Tang Ji didn't know how to speak, and after speaking, Tang Ji leaned over and picked up the record book on the side and began to write.

And so on, about an hour later. Tang Ji stood up straight again, raised his hand and hammered his back twice, and pinched his neck again, looking a little tired, Tang Ji's energy was much worse than before, and his body was not as good as before.

"When are you going to kill me?" Ann spoke again, a slightly hoarse voice. But the tone is calm.

"I'm not going to kill you." Tang Ji said, turned to look at Ann against the experimental table, paused and said: "You will be handed over to the US side for the research of the zombie virus vaccine, don't worry, they will treat you well." ”

There is no need to hide this matter at all. Because Ann will find out sooner or later, and it doesn't seem to hurt to say it.

After speaking, Tang Ji walked to the side of the culture tank again, took out the syringe from his arms, pulled out half a tube of pale green liquid from it, and then staggered to the side of the bed.

"What are you going to do?" An squinted at Tang Ji and asked calmly.

"Nothing...... Just a small experiment. Tang Ji expelled some of the air from the syringe and flicked it with his finger again.

"Damn it......" Ann seemed to have something in mind. Excitedly shouted: "You kill me, don't use me for experiments, you madman, devil, I don't want to be like those animals, you devil ......"

Ann remembered that Tang Ji had done experiments these days and used a lot of animals. He couldn't see the specifics, but he could hear the screams of the animals, and it seemed that he was suffering a lot, and Ann didn't want that, he just wanted to die.

"Don't bark, can you change anything?" Tang Ji said softly.

"Damn it......" Ann still shouted, he was crazy. So it is impossible to listen to persuasion.

Tang Ji ignored it, put the adjusted syringe on the table beside him, took out the folding knife from his arms, and opened it. It shook in front of Ann's eyes.

"Haha...... Kill me, haha, kill me! Ann was excited, his eyes moving with the movement of the blade, and he kept watching, screaming in his mouth, he thought that Tang Ji had decided to kill him.

The faint smile that Tang Ji had kept at the corner of his mouth retracted, and with a flip of his wrist, he grasped the knife behind his back and stabbed it hard.

Yikes!

The blade of the knife entered the flesh and pierced directly into the bone, and random Tang Ji pulled the knife out, blood splattered, and Ann's shoulder was bleeding nonstop.

Of course, Tang Ji didn't want to kill him, but just stabbed Ann in the shoulder.

"Expect a miracle!" Tang Ji looked at Ann, sighed, randomly threw the bloody folding knife into the disinfection tray on the table next to him, picked up the syringe again, and put his hand near the wound on Ann's shoulder, and injected all the light green liquid into Ann's body.

"What does it feel?" Tang Ji asked.

"What have you done to me? What was done? Why are you torturing me? I can't feel it, I can't feel it! Ann screamed, her eyes flickering, and she looked very excited.

He couldn't feel the presence of his shoulder anymore, and he thought that Don Ji was torturing him.

"You're a ...... Hopeless! Tang Ji shook his head, but smiled self-deprecatingly, Ann is a madman, he shouldn't use normal thinking to understand the way a madman behaves.

Tang Ji walked to the side of the chair and sat down, raised his hand to look at his watch, and began to wait.

Ten minutes later.

"Ann, do you believe in miracles?" Tang Ji looked ahead with his eyes intently and said in a light tone.

Ann didn't speak, apparently he was sober again and didn't want to talk nonsense with Don Ji.

Tang Ji muttered to himself again: "I didn't believe it once, but then I believed it again, and now I ...... I still believe in miracles. As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ji stood up from his chair, turned around and walked quickly to the bed, and looked down.

"Ann, the miracle is on you." Don Ji smiled.

"Filthy crumbs......" Ann began to curse in a low voice.

"See for yourself......" Tang Ji picked up the mirror on the bedside table next to him and pointed it at Ann.

Ann saw himself in the mirror, no one or ghost, but he didn't show a different color, he was mentally prepared.

"It's not your face, it's ...... here," Tang Ji said softly, raising his hand and pressing it on Ann's shoulder, and gently rubbing his thumb on the pale gray skin, "Miracle, here." ”

The place where Tang Ji's thumb and fingers had been wiped ten minutes ago had been stabbed by Tang Ji with a folding knife for a not very wide but deep wound, and now ...... The wound was gone, and a faint scar proved that it was healing. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to M. to read. )