Indulge in the last 10000 days: the corpse king strongly spoils his wife

In the past two days, the Persian cat has sent food to the military medical station on time for three meals. All the food she sent was sent for testing, but it was a pity that it was just an ordinary meal, and no clues could be detected at all.

Xiahou Huan'er only relies on infusion of nutrient solution to maintain her life, but if this continues, it is definitely not an option. Her body is gradually unable to bear the load, she is getting weaker and weaker, and sometimes she will lose her mind and attack people.

Dongfang Xing saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, wishing he could kill that bitch Persian cat.

It was not easy, after a round of tossing, Xiahou Huan'er fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at her increasingly pale face, Dongfang Xing's expression became more and more gloomy and cold.

The wound on Shen Lio's body healed quickly, and he stood outside Xiahou Huan'er's door, listening to what happened to her insanity just now, Jun's face was full of anger.

Binger, how could his Binger be spoiled like this.

In the military hospital, he probably already knew the whole story.

Shen Lie clenched her fists, quietly left the military medical office, and walked towards the logistics department.

Back office, separate kitchenette.

The Persian cat is preparing dinner for Xiahou Huan'er with great care.

She really puts her heart into it, and every dish must be delicious in color, fragrance and taste.

She was carving flowers for carrots when suddenly there was a dark shadow at the door of the kitchen.

She turned around and looked, with a charming smile on her delicate face: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

Shen Liao walked in slowly, with a melancholy expression on Jun's face, he stood less than three steps away from her.

Looking at her sharply with deep black eyes, he asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The Persian cat blinked its watery green eyes, and said softly, "I am Xiahou Huan'er's pet, you can call me Persian cat."

Shen Liao snorted coldly: "In front of me, don't pretend, just tell me, which planet are you from?"

The Persian cat's eyes shone with confusion, and he asked innocently, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Still pretending?" Shen Liao shot suddenly, grabbed her neck fiercely with his palm, pressed her back against the counter, and stared at her fiercely, "Tell me, where did you come from?" of?"

The Persian cat was frightened, with a frightened expression on his face, pushing him desperately with both hands, his eyes were covered with tears, struggling: "Let me go, what do you want to do? Let me go, help..."

Shen Lio grabbed her throat more and more, and shouted: "Quickly tell me, where are you from? If you don't tell me, I will strangle you to death."

"Woo... let me go... I can't breathe anymore... let me go..." The Persian cat pushed him with its palm, its eyes turned white.

Seeing that the Persian cat was about to die under his hands, suddenly a gust of wind rushed towards it with a fierce murderous aura.

Shen Lio had no choice but to let go of her hand, quickly moved away, fixed her eyes on it, and couldn't help but be surprised.

The person who came was actually Dongfang Xing.

He stretched out his hands to support the Persian cat, looked at her and frowned and asked, "Are you all right?"

"Cough cough cough...I'm fine...Thank you for saving me..." The Persian cat stretched out his hand and stroked the red and swollen neck, with tears in his eyes, so pitiful.

Shen Lio was angry and anxious, glaring at Dongfang Xing angrily and said loudly: "Dongfang Xing, you..." In the middle of speaking, a pill suddenly flew into his mouth through the air, and he wanted to spit it out. It melts in your mouth.