My attribute of fast time travel is upside down

Chapter 1072 Zombie Raising Daily (410)

"Hiss..." Qi Xue gasped subconsciously, the expression on her face was a little cracked, and her face, which could not be shaken by swords, guns and sticks, instantly became distorted.

If it wasn't for Mr. Zombie's pressure on it, she would now want to roll all over the bedding with her arms folded and her legs bent, in order to alleviate the impact of the numbness.

Mr. Zombie listened very well, even though Qi Xue's voice was very small, he still caught it sensitively.

The grinding movements immediately stopped, and he propped himself up with one arm. He raised his head suddenly and stared at his beloved girl with his eyes, the care and worry in them undisguised.

"Ho ho ho?" What's wrong?
"Ho ho ho?" Where does it hurt?

His eyes scanned her whole body up and down as quickly as possible, impatiently looking for the source of her cries of pain.

Because Mr. Zombie stretched his body a little away from her, Qi Xue's arms finally had room to move.Almost a subconscious reaction, she quickly withdrew her hand, and the other palm lightly covered her numb arm, and she curled up together, as if she had suffered great pain, curling her body to seek a sense of security.

Mr. Zombie, who was always paying attention to her, also set his eyes on the covered arm, and his not-so-glamorous eyes almost stared right through it, but he didn't find any wounds.

He sniffed, judged that there was no smell of blood in the air, guessed that the girl he loved was not injured, and the doubts and worries in his eyes became even worse.

Could it be an invisible internal injury?
Once this thought popped up, there was no way to stop it.Mr. Zombie dared to stretch out his hand to touch her arm, but when he was about to touch her arm, he stopped suddenly, hanging in the air without moving forward or backward.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho?" On the hand?

"Ho ho ho? Ho ho ho ho?" What hurt?Does it matter?
When I asked, the eyeballs refused to move half an inch away from the arm.

Qi Xue was immersed in numbness and was dying, she suddenly heard the familiar voice from her ears, but because she couldn't bear it, she could only hear fragments of words, her eyebrows that were already tightly gathered in the middle were furrowed even more tightly, and there was no sound at all. He didn't have the mind to think about what the other party said specifically, and he didn't have the energy to ask again, so he just pursed his lips and nodded indiscriminately, then shook his head again.

Mr. Zombie didn't know what she was thinking. In his opinion, the meaning expressed by this action was ambiguous, and he didn't know whether to affirm his question or deny it.

Anxiety surged into his heart even more, and he couldn't help shouting again: "Ho ho ho ho?"

Where is the injury?
In the pile of memories recovered yesterday, he remembered that he was a medical student, and he was very talented. Mr. Zombie, who was in a hurry and went to the doctor, was about to return to his old job. He only recovered a little bit of memory, and most of those memories about medical knowledge are still locked somewhere in the depths of his mind.

Qi Xue didn't hear this sentence very clearly, she only heard the word 'injury' sporadically, she shook her head subconsciously, and answered while panting: "No, there is no injury."

"Press, press, some, numb."

Her voice was weak and intermittent, as if she was really in pain.

After listening to this, Mr. Zombie didn't care about the previous sentence, and just passed the latter sentence. The whole zombie became nervous again, searching the memory in a panic, trying to find a way to cure the disease of 'num'.

How could this be possible.

Mr. Zombie, who was already in a panic, was even more at a loss. He looked at the beloved girl in front of him with a painful face, and his hanging hands shook again and again, but he still dared not go down.

A few seconds later, Mr. Zombie finally made up his mind to do it, not seeing his beloved girl suffer while he watched from the sidelines.

A pair of hands that have been refined so that they will not be stabbed indiscriminately landed on her arm, lightly covering the other hand she was covering, the five fingers slowly closed, let go, closed again, let go
Repeating this way is like doing a helping massage, relaxing the muscles one by one.

I don't know if it's Qi Xue's illusion, or it's been slowed down for a long time.After all this messing around, the tingling feeling has weakened a little.

Qi Xue's expression gradually improved, and her facial expression became much softer. She slightly raised the corners of her mouth and showed a faint smile, "Thank you."

Mr. Zombie heard the sound and looked over, grinning back with a smile, but kept moving his hands, and replied while pressing and rubbing: "Ho ho ho ho."

you are welcome.

"Ho ho ho ho ho."

You are my wife, this is what I should do.

Qi Xue was stunned, stared at him for a few seconds, then smiled again.

For the first time, I didn't feel uncomfortable with the intimate yet unfamiliar name from Mr. Zombie's mouth.Not only that, feeling the moderate strength on the arm, recalling Mr. Zombie who grinned and called her "wife", he actually felt that the name was very pleasing to the ear, very pleasant.

For a moment, the originally firm idea of ​​procrastination in her heart was shaken. She even felt that after two days she got used to such an intimate address, and she could try to respond to Mr. Zombie.Even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you can still imagine how bright Mr. Zombie's smile will be at that time.

As soon as this idea came into being, Qi Xue herself was startled.She couldn't help asking herself in her heart: since when did she not reject such sticky and intimate titles?Do you even think about trying your best one day?
Could she still use the same reasoning and make a reasonable guess that in the near future, even the map that she could not accept before would be unlocked?

Qi Xue trembled all over, then shook her head violently, trying to get rid of the wild thoughts in her head.

Shaking so happily that she directly forgot that there was a Mr. Zombie beside her.

Mr. Zombie, who witnessed the sudden "convulsion" of his beloved girl, was really shocked, his eyes widened, and the movements of his hands unconsciously stopped because of this shocking scene.

"Ho ho ho ho?" What's wrong with you, wife?
"Ho ho ho ho?" Is your head numb?

Guessing like this, Mr. Zombie's heart tightened, and various rich brain supplements began to be actively staged.

He has not recovered much of his memory. He is still in a state of ignorance about some things. Regarding this terrible 'num', he does not know the specific symptoms of it, nor does he know how to treat it effectively and quickly. All he can do is Infer one or two from the performance of the beloved girl, and the rest depends on self-exploration.

Thinking of the pain shown on her face just now, in her memory, she seemed to seldom show such emotions.Therefore, in the heart of the simple Mr. Zombie, "numbness" has risen to a terrible disease.

Because the movement of shaking the head came suddenly and was very close to the "numbness" symptom of the arm, Mr. Zombie naturally misunderstood that the disease has the characteristics of transfer or infection, and the head was also involved.

In the past, just the arm was so unbearable, but now it is the head, which is much more important than the arm!As a zombie, no one pays more attention to the head than Mr. Zombie. After all, the fatal point of death for zombies is the head.

As for others, Mr. Zombie is a sneaky thief.

(End of this chapter)