In the kitchen, there was silence for a moment.

The two women almost died after several twists and turns, and almost at the cost of their lives, they took medicine from the forbidden health center.

This simple intravenous injection has become a tiger's mouth stuck on the road to saving the king's road.

Fate is like an indifferent shrew, condescending, cold, watching Chen Wei and Xie Ling toss helplessly and powerlessly.

Xie Ling raised the back of her hand to wipe her tears, and turned around to find a vein from Wang Lu's ankle.

Chen Wei sighed: "Let's get a spanking injection." ”

When Wang Bi'an was reluctant to take a drip, he often begged Chen Wei to change his spanking injection, an injection, and sometimes a bottle of potion.

It's just that Chen Wei and Xie Ling took a large bottle of drip special medicine from the health center, and if such a large bottle is all spanked......

Chen Wei understood what Xie Ling was thinking, and said mournfully: "Let's fight." ”

Let's fight, anyway, it's a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Spanking with a syringe is much easier than intravenous injection, which little pot friend hasn't played this game with the next door neighbor's child when he was a child.

Wang Lu was already naked.

Chen Wei and Xie Ling turned him over, and Xie Ling picked up the meaty part of Wang Lu's buttocks and went down firmly.

Stitch after stitch, tube after tube.

After finishing a bottle of liquid medicine mixed with levofloxacin hydrochloride, dexamethasone, and Houttuynia cordata, Wang Lu's buttocks were already swollen like a steamed bun.

Not even a place to drop the needle.

Chen Wei's heart trembled with pain, but she also knew that she couldn't tolerate her children's hearts at this time.

There is also a large bottle of ceftriaxone sodium that can't be beaten anyway.

Xie Ling turned her head to Chen Wei, who was biting her lip, with a pale face, and said, "Let's fight again later, wait, wait for my brother's puffiness to go down." ”

Chen Wei choked up and couldn't speak, just nodded desperately, and the tears on her chin fell to the ground one by one.

Chen Wei and Xie Ling let Wang Lu lie flat on the bed with his buttocks facing the sky.

Chen Wei insisted on staying to take care of Wang Lu in a coma, and Xie Ling quietly retreated.

Her hands are full of liquid medicine and blood, so she needs to wash them well.

More importantly, she needs to prepare, prepare well.

As soon as Xie Ling went out, she ran into Wang Bi'an, who was squatting outside the kitchen door.

As soon as he saw Xie Ling come out, Wang Bi'an stood up: "Sister Xie Ling, is my father better?" ”

Xie Ling walked up to Wang Bi'an and gently hugged his shoulder: "Don't worry." Your dad will be fine. ”

Wang Bi'an's eyes were full of smiles: "That's right, Sister Xie Ling, you and your mother brought back such a lot of medicine, you will definitely be able to cure your father." Last time my dad was stabbed in the leg with a glass shard and was bleeding all over the bed, so he didn't die. This time it's just a small cold, and I'm sure I'll be fine. I used to have a cold, and my dad wouldn't let me take medicine, just let me drink more boiled water when I was hungry. ”

Xie Ling said softly: "Yes, your father is very powerful." He fought hard with so many zombies alone, protected you and your mother, and saved me, what an amazing man. Wang Bi'an, you have to grow up quickly, when you grow up, you can protect your mother. ”

Wang Bi'an nodded heavily, but immediately made a bitter face again: "Alas, our family's crossbow is broken. I can't kill zombies with a woodcutter, and the fire axe is too heavy. ”

Xie Ling paused: "No problem, your strength will grow bigger and bigger." In this way, your mother is in there with your father, and your sister is taking you to practice chopping wood. As he spoke, he walked to the main hall where the woodcutter and fire axe were kept.

Wang Bi'an followed behind and asked strangely: "Sister Xie Ling, what else are you practicing with this woodcutter, just hold it up and cut it at the zombies." This zombie is not a martial arts master, what tricks do you have to use to deal with it? By the way, Sister Xie Ling, do you know martial arts? ”

Xie Ling replied vaguely: "How can I know any martial arts, but I have practiced yoga, which is not martial arts, and cannot be used to beat people." Although this woodcutter doesn't have any moves, you have to be proficient in using it. Otherwise, it would be dangerous if the knife didn't hit the zombie's neck, but just cut it on the shoulder. ”

Wang Bi'an nodded: "I know the way, just like any sword drawing technique in a martial arts book, if you don't practice any moves, you can practice a move to quickly draw a sword." When I met a zombie, I pulled out a knife with a brush, and the zombie was cut off by me before he even had time to blink his eyes. This is called ten thousand moves, ten thousand breaks, but fast not broken. That's right, that's it, I practice drawing the knife a hundred times a day, no, a thousand times, well, it's still too little, five thousand times. ”,

Wang Bi'an rushed to follow Xie Ling to the main hall, Xie Ling took a woodcutter and handed it to him, and accompanied Wang Bi'an to practice the "knife drawing technique" in the open space in front of the main hall.

Wang Bi'an was in high spirits at first, and every time he swung his knife, he had to shout loudly.

But after only a few dozen strokes of practice, I became listless.

Although the woodcutter is not long, the back of the knife is thick, and the tip of the knife has a curved hook mouth, and the whole knife is top-heavy, and it is really difficult to make without a certain arm strength.

When Xie Ling used to follow Wang Lu to fight zombies, he also used a crossbow instead of a woodcutter.

Wang Bian has not yet developed, where does he have this strength. At first, it was just fun, but after a long time of practice, my arms became sore.

Wang Bi'an was unwilling to retreat like this-Sister Xie Ling was ridiculous, Mimi looked at herself from the side, gritted her teeth and waved the woodcutter with both hands for a while.

Where can the wood-chopping knife be called a "knife drawing technique" in Wang Bi'an's hands, it is simply a crooked and weak random splitting wind.

Xie Ling saw it in her eyes, although Wang Bi'an secretly looked at her with pitiful eyes, she never stopped.

It wasn't until Wang Bi'an almost chopped the woodcutter into his calf that Xie Ling called him and said with a serious face: "Wang Bi'an, you must keep practicing every day." Don't you want to be a warrior like your dad? How can you kill zombies if you can't even wield a knife? ”

Wang Bi'an raised the back of his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes fiercely: "Sister Xie Ling, I know what I said." ”

Xie Ling rubbed Wang Bi'an's head: "Let's go, it's not early." Your mom is busy taking care of dad, and you're helping your sister make dinner together. ”

Wang Bi'an sniffled, holding back tears and nodded.

Xie Ling sighed secretly in her heart, after all, Wang Bi'an is only a 12-year-old child, a child who will be so excited that he can't sleep for tomorrow's spring outing or sports meeting, and he really carves a little bit about him.

However, soon there was not enough time for Wang Bi'an to grow up slowly.

Xie Ling quietly took the woodcutter in Wang Bi'an's hand: "Let's go, let's make dinner." ”

Wang Bi'an rubbed his sour arm and followed Xie Ling back to the bedroom. Xie Ling casually put the woodcutter in his hand under the high and low bed, and then turned around and looked for the materials to make dinner with Wang Bi'an.