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

The Persian cat hurriedly said, "Master, let me stay with you."

Dongfang Xing's face darkened, and his voice had no warmth: "Go out."

The Persian cat's body froze immediately. Even though she really wanted to stay, seeing his resolute expression, she had no choice but to leave.

Behind him, the man's face was gloomy, cold beyond bounds.

one by one

There was a major incident at the military medical office tonight, and the lights were still brightly lit late at night, and the sound of hurried footsteps in the corridor kept coming back.

The chief military doctor, headed by Luo Qin, was in the emergency room, rescuing Xiahou Huan'er who was in sudden shock.

Shen Liao, who had the cheek to stay in the zombie camp and refused to leave, paced anxiously outside the door, praying all the time.

The rescue work lasted for several hours. When the door of the emergency room was pushed open, Shen Liao quickly stepped forward. Seeing the hospital bed covered with a white cloth, there was a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he flew over and lay down on the bed. Beside the bed, weeping bitterly.

Luo Qin pulled down the mask, reached out and patted his shoulder, and said with a heavy face, "My condolences will change."

Shen Liao yelled heartbreakingly: "Why? Are the medical skills of your zombie camp so backward? You can't even save a person. What qualifications do you have to dominate the mainland? Why?"

The corners of Luo Qin's mouth twitched: "Master Shen, all the zombies in the zombie camp are zombies, and we are all studying zombies. She is a human being, and we have nothing to blame when she dies." Are they comparable?

"Fart, so what about zombies? You didn't mutate from humans, Doctor Luo, she must not be dead yet, you save her, I don't want her to die, you save my Bing'er." before, grabbing his hand firmly.

"Master Shen, please calm down. She is dead, and all her body functions are necrotic. Even if Hua Tuo is alive, she can't save her. Please let me be sad." Luo Qin pushed his hand away, but he didn't expect him to hold it tightly. I couldn't push it away, and I couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

Wan Bupo, who just came in, saw this, and hurried forward to hold Shen Liao, frowned and said, "Master Shen, Doctor Luo is the most experienced military doctor in our zombie camp. Useless."

"I don't believe that Bing'er won't die, you must have not tried your best." Shen Tiao, who was overly stimulated, raised his fist and punched Wan Bupo.

Wan Bupo didn't expect that he would do something to him, and his figure flashed to the side quickly, knocking down the cabinet beside him, and the things on it fell to the ground with a clatter.

Luo Qin frowned suddenly, and said in a deep voice, "You guys have to fight and get out."

"I'm sorry." After Wan Bupo said apologetically, he immediately took Shen Tiao's arm and pulled it outside.

"Really, what did you make of this?" Luo Qin glared at them, then ordered his subordinates to clean up the room, and then had Xiahou Huan'er's body pushed back into the ward, waiting for Dongfang Xing's orders.

The turbulent military hospital finally calmed down, only the dim lights and the long corridors were left, which was indescribably weird.

Silence, deadly silence.

Suddenly, a black shadow floated across the long corridor like a ghost. After confirming that no one was there, he pushed open the door of the ward and stepped in.

The pale hospital bed was bulged and covered with a white shroud.

She quietly walked to the bedside, stretched out her hand and lifted the shroud, only to see it under the dim light.