Chapter 10 Are you injured?
"Huh..."
Seeing Wang Tao agree, Ding Yuqin breathed a sigh of relief.
She had been prepared to be rejected by Wang Tao just now. After all, Wang Tao didn't even want her to enter the house yesterday - when she thought of this, she still felt a little resentful in her heart.
Wang Tao opened the door and gave a slightly smaller package to Ding Yuqin.
"Sister-in-law, please help me take this in."
"Okay - Ouch!"
After Ding Yuqin took it, she felt her hands sink. She was too weak and had no strength at all.
Wang Tao stretched out his hand to hold the bundle and said helplessly:
"Sister-in-law, if that doesn't work, I'll do it..."
"Ahem, it's okay, I, I can do it!"
She finally found an excuse to walk into Wang Tao's house. I don't want to waste it like this.
"Okay."
Wang Tao let go and watched Ding Yuqin tremblingly carry the little bundle in her arms. He quickly took the rest of his stuff home and closed the door.
"Wow~"
Ding Yuqin knew that Wang Tao had a lot of supplies, but when she actually saw these things with her own eyes, she was still a little surprised.
"Alas, they are all useless things..."
Wang Tao sighed.
Most of this stuff is just junk. The things that really matter the most, like food, are not many. As for weapons, only the three steel pipes are qualified. For the time being, they are really useless.
"...Ahem, Wang Tao, why don't you sister-in-law come and help you clean up? You're too messy!"
Ding Yuqin ignored Wang Tao's Versailles. As she spoke, she started to take action.
"Okay."
Wang Tao didn't refuse.
Things are really messy at home. In the past two days, he had either been eating, sleeping, exercising, or fighting zombies, so he had no time to clean up.
Ding Yuqin was wearing a white hip-hugging skirt that highlighted her figure today. Her hair was pulled up high, revealing her slender neck. A platinum necklace was deeply sunken into the ravine.
Perhaps because she knew there was no zombie threat in the corridor, she also wore a pair of brown high heels that were not convenient for escaping. Paired with a pair of flesh-colored stockings that cling to the skin, it adds a lot of sexiness and charm.
Wang Tao watched her squatting on the ground, sorting the items quickly with her hands and feet, and then he looked away from her legs.
Seeing Wang Tao's leaving figure, Ding Yuqin's tense body relaxed a lot.
She could feel Wang Tao's eyes looking at her wantonly. She regretted dressing up just now. If Wang Tao's bestiality comes out...she won't be able to resist at all.
She just thought at the time that since she was begging for help, she had to have a begging attitude. At least she should be clean and tidy, not so sloppy.
Fortunately, Wang Tao watched for a while and then left without doing anything extraordinary.
"How could I doubt Wang Tao? If it weren't for him, I would have starved to death. He is a good man!" ...
Wang
Tao took off his equipment in the bathroom, took out the books and put them away separately. These are life-saving things and cannot be used. Get wet.
Then he took off his coat, which was stained with some zombie blood, and rinsed it with water alone. After rinsing, take off the other clothes and wash them in the washing machine.
While taking a shower, Wang Tao frowned when he looked at the bruises on his right arm.
This is where he was injured today. The zombie slapped him away with 5 drops of blood.
When I was fighting and looting, I didn't feel any pain. Now when he touches hot water or touches lightly, he feels a sharp pain. He even wonders if he has injured a bone.
Wang Tao was still thinking before. He was slapped by a zombie. There was no wound or pain. Why did he lose 5 drops of blood? After all, he only has a little over a hundred blood in total. Is it possible that if the zombies slap him a few more times, they can kill him directly?
He felt a little unreasonable.
But now it seems that this is not unreasonable, but very reasonable. Because there is an upper limit to a person's tolerance for pain.
It doesn’t mean that death can only occur if one is beheaded or stabbed in the heart. Even some pain on the body surface may hurt someone to death.
The bruise on Wang Tao's body will definitely not be fatal, but if there are many such bruises, or even damage to the bones, he may be hurt to death. So missing 5 drops of blood makes sense.
This blood bar, unlike some games that only represents blood volume, also represents the health of the body.
This can also explain why the health bar on Ding Yuqin's head is only 15.
Although Ding Yuqin was not attacked, her health has been declining due to hunger, fear, etc. If no one helps her, she might end
up either starving to death or frightened to death... After taking a shower, Wang Tao wore trousers and a vest, exposing her arms. This bruise of his hurts when touched. Although he can bear it, there is no need to torture himself.
I have to say that Ding Yuqin is quite capable.
While Wang Tao was taking a shower, she had already sorted many things into categories. These things are placed together in an orderly manner and are comfortable to look at.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, just take a rest."
Wang Tao said.
"Ah? It's okay, it's okay, just wait a little longer!"
Ding Yuqin looked up and saw Wang Tao's explosive muscles and that unfamiliar but handsome face, and she quickly lowered her head.
It didn't take long for these things to be classified simply. There are not too many things, and there is no need to divide them too finely.
Wang Tao had the intention not to waste it, so he picked up these things like garbage. Whether they were used or not was another matter.
Ding Yuqin's legs were a little sore from squatting. She was about to stand up when she suddenly felt her eyes go dark and her body fell backwards uncontrollably.
Wang Tao, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed Ding Yuqin's waist.
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"
Ding Yuqin's face was very pale. There was even a sign of bleeding on her head.
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Good guy, I just packed up my things, can I still lose blood? Touching porcelain, right?
And she only has a little blood, will she die with just one slap? Wang Tao thought a little evilly.
"I'm fine... maybe I'm a little anemic..."
After resting in Wang Tao's arms for a while, Ding Yuqin quickly broke away from Wang Tao's arms, awkwardly pulling the hair around her ears, and a look of worry appeared on her pale face. A hint of crimson.
"Huh? Are you injured?" But when she saw the bruises on Wang Tao's arm, she was startled and took a step back subconsciously.
"Yes."
Wang Tao nodded and said nothing more. After all, being injured is not a glorious thing.
Ding Yuqin originally thought that Wang Tao was infected. However, she breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that there were only bruises and no wounds, and that Wang Tao was very calm.
Ding Yuqin felt that her performance of taking a step back just now seemed a little inappropriate, so she quickly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Tao's arm, gently caressed the muscles around the bruises, and said softly: "I'm pretty good at treating bruises
. My thoughts..."
(End of this chapter)