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"It'...... Healed? Ann froze, through the light of the mirror, he could clearly see the situation on his shoulder, the wound, actually healed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, healing, that's what I've been doing, and when I found out that the healing and regenerating ability of the zombie virus can act on the human body, I thought about doing it." Tang Ji said softly, turned around and limped to the experimental table.

"It's a pity that you're not a real human anymore, you have the characteristics of a zombie, and the healing speed of wounds is faster than that of normal people, but you can't regenerate limbs, and the current research results are only valid for you, perhaps, I can make my hands and feet grow again." Tang Ji turned around and leaned back on the experimental table, looking at An Tao with his arms folded on his chest.

"Regeneration......" An muttered, and then laughed out loud: "Haha, regeneration? So what? Hahaha......"

"Not very good. For you, life has been dark and lightless, unless you can become a human again, you are a madman no matter what, and the only value of your existence now is to help humans develop a zombie virus vaccine, so ......" Tang Ji pulled a long voice, paused and said: "Don't always think about death, you have killed so many people, there must be compensation." ”

In the following time, Tang Ji gave him an infusion despite Ann's objections, which was a nutrient solution that could replace food, and Tang Ji was also afraid that An would really starve to death, and Ann had always wanted to die, even if he was fed food, he refused to eat, so he could only infuse.

At half past four in the afternoon, at dusk, Don Ji left the underground laboratory.

Because of the cleaning and disinfection, it was almost half past five in the afternoon when Don Guy returned to his residence, Christine was lying on her side on the carpet in the room, playing with toys with Lyn, and Monica and Maniela were preparing dinner in the kitchen.

Standing in the doorway, Don Guy took off his coat and hat and hung them on the shelf, and then staggered to Christine on crutches and sat down. Putting the cane aside, he picked up Lynn in a little monster baby suit who was playing with toys.

"Baby, missed me?" Tang Ji gently pinched Lin's pink face and asked in a coaxing tone.

Lin didn't understand what Don Ji was asking. The little hands fiddled with the little train toy and played with themselves.

"Call Daddy, call Daddy, Daddy is here. Call Daddy......" Don Ji coaxed Lynn.

"Daddy......" Lynn made a slurred voice, and her pronunciation was not very standard.

"Good girl, good ......," Tang Ji said with great satisfaction, and put Lin back on the carpet.

"Did you practice in the afternoon?" Don Guy turned to look at Christine. Asked with a smile.

"Yes, I can walk thirteen steps, I'll show you......" I heard Tang Ji ask. Christine looked a little excited. Roll over and bend your legs, your hands on the ground, trying to stand up.

For her, who doesn't use much strength on her legs, it is difficult to stand up like this.

"Don't, forget it, if you fall. I can't hold you alone. Tang Ji hurriedly stopped, smiled and pulled Christine's arm, signaling to forget it.

"Alright then!" Don Guy wouldn't let her do it, and Christine immediately gave up, and as she spoke, she turned around and sat back on the carpet, holding the carpet with her hands, and moved her butt in the direction of Don Guy, and came to Don Guy's side.

"What are you busy with today?" Christine asked softly with a smile, a little speechless.

"Nothing, why ask this? Tell me about you, what did you do today? Tang Ji immediately diverted the topic.

Christine's face turned red slightly, and Tang Ji just asked casually, but she seemed to have misunderstood what Tang Ji meant, and after hesitating for a moment, she whispered: "Three times, Monica said that too many times is not good for the body, and I have recovered well, so I don't need to be too often." ”

"Ahem, I didn't ask you this, I didn't do anything else?" Tang Ji coughed lightly, looked at Christine and asked,

"Oh, no, what else can I do but practice walking?" Christine whispered, a little lost.

"It's going to be fine, be happy!" Tang Ji reached out and touched Christine's hair, and whispered comfortingly.

Christine lay in Tang Ji's arms, hugged Tang Ji's waist with both hands, and pressed her side face tightly against Tang Ji's chest.

"Alright Christine." Tang Ji patted Christine on the back for comfort, then pushed Christine's shoulder again, and laughed in a low voice, "Look, Lynn is watching us!" Look at her. ”

Christine got up and looked at Lynn.

The little guy was holding the toy in his hand, his big eyes flickered and blinked, he looked at Don Ji and Christine, and immediately showed indifference, and the little mouth pouted and looked down at the toy in his hand, and his mouth made a babbling sound.

"She's so cute, I love her to death." Christine laughed and reached out to touch Lynn's hair again.

Although Christine smiled, Don Ji felt the loss in her tone, and Tang Ji knew why, five months ago, Christine had a miscarriage.

Dinner.

This time, without the disturbance of Hannie and Meghan, it was much quieter, but it was much warmer and more harmonious.

Lynn first appeared at the table, sitting on a high stool with a guardrail, and Monica sat next to her, coaxing her to eat, Lynn likes sweets, so Monica will lure Lynn open her mouth with a candy cube, and then feed the spoon what Lynn doesn't like to eat.

Night, nine o'clock.

Tang Ji changed into pajamas early, got under the blanket, and before going to bed, he took out the book he hadn't finished reading and leaned against the bedside to read.

It's a book about virology.

After taking a shower, Monica walked out of the bathroom barefoot in a bathrobe, walked to the cabinet on the other side of the bed, took out a hair dryer, and blew her hair in the mirror.

There was a buzzing sound in the room, and Don Guy turned his head to glance at Monica, but he didn't say anything, and then his gaze fell on the book again.

Three minutes later, Monica blew her hair dry, took off her bathrobe, climbed into bed naked, got into Don Guy's blanket, and lay down in the crook of Don Guy's arm, her arms wrapped around Don Guy's waist, and her head rubbed against her, in a comfortable position.

Don Ji subconsciously touched Monica's shoulder twice with his palm, then stopped, keeping his eyes on the book he was holding in one hand.

The room became quiet, and Monica leaned against Don Quixy's chest without saying a word, her fingers gently swiping over Don Quix's chest, her eyes wandering.

"Ahh A scream.

Don Guy heard it, and so did Monica, from the next room, it was Christine's voice, and they could both hear it, and the cry was not out of fear...... Kristen is presumptuous.

Don Guy glanced up at the wall, put the handbook on the cabinet next to the bed, then smiled faintly, turned to look at Monica's face, raised his hand to touch it, and leaned over to kiss Monica on the lips.

Monica responded to Don Guy's kiss and gradually wrapped her arms around Don Guy's neck.

"Ah......h

Monica suddenly pushed Don Ji away and looked into Tang Ji's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Tang Ji blinked his eyes and asked.

"Go do it with Christine, she needs you." Monica whispered.