25. Chapter 25 Small hands are included in big palms
He found a coat to wrap her trembling body, hugged her tightly, and quickly went out.
The cool wind blew on her hot face, which made her feel a little better, but the heat and discomfort all over her body made her feel worse than death.
In a daze, she felt two slender arms hugging her tightly, and while breathing hard, she smelled the fresh and unique male scent.
The whistling wind blew by my ears, and my consciousness gradually became clearer.
She opened her eyes with difficulty, Dongfang Xing held her in his arms, stood on the back of the winged beast, and shuttled through the night.
She moved her lips and asked in a weak voice: "Where are you taking me?"
He lowered his head and glanced at her, then said two words without saltiness: "Doctor."
"Yeah." Her hot face rubbed against his chest, and the discomfort in her body told her that she was sick.
She hates doctors, but now only doctors can relieve her pain, so she just has to endure it for the time being.
The weakness she showed unintentionally made his heart twitch, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms holding her.
Xiahou Huan'er stopped talking because she felt too uncomfortable.
I don't know how long it took, but the Winged Beast stopped in front of the hospital. Dongfang Xing held her and jumped to the ground. He reached out and covered her face in his arms, as if he didn't want others to see her face. Her head was dizzy.
I just want to curl up and stay still.
Maybe it was late at night and the hospital was very quiet.
Xiahou Huan'er felt like she was being placed on a hospital bed, and someone was helping her with examinations and infusions.
Faintly, I heard an old voice chattering, mentioning some genetic mutation and some blood mixed in her body.
Suddenly, something clicked in my mind.
Before traveling through time, she drank its blood while fighting the giant beast, and in the laboratory, she inhaled some inexplicable gas.
Could it be that at that time, she was infected with the virus and her genes were changed?
Before she had time to think clearly, the scene switched to last night. She clearly felt him bite her, and a warm current was injected into her blood. Could it be that he was not sucking her blood, but mixing his blood into her body?
This can explain why the zombies, instead of attacking her when they saw her, stayed away from her.
Damn, he obviously cared about her, but he didn't say anything, making her worry half to death. He was a boring zombie king and a hypocritical man.
A faint smile couldn't help but appear on her lips, and then her small hand was put into the big palm. It was cold, but made her feel warm and safe.
Even if he remained silent, she could feel his strong presence.
As if knowing that he would always be by her side, she fell asleep in a daze.
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When Xiahou Huan'er woke up, it was already broad daylight.
Unlike at night, the hospital was very noisy during the day and she was woken up.
She opened her eyes and saw a pale wall. She turned her head and saw Dongfang Xing sitting quietly beside the bed.
Seeing that she was awake, he stretched out his big palm and measured her forehead. He breathed a sigh of relief and found that her fever had subsided.
She squirmed her dry lips, and before she could say that she was thirsty, she saw that he had already poured a glass of warm water on his own initiative, helped her up, and fed her a drink with his lips on hers.
It turns out that the zombie king can be so attentive and considerate, with the corners of his lips slightly curved.
After feeding her a glass of water, Dongfang Xing frowned and said calmly: "You still need an infusion. There's something going on at the zombie camp. I'll pick you up in the evening." He found a coat to wrap her trembling body and hugged her tightly.
In my arms, I went out quickly.
The cool wind blew on her hot face, which made her feel a little better, but the heat and discomfort all over her body made her feel worse than death.
In a daze, she felt two slender arms hugging her tightly, and while breathing hard, she smelled the fresh and unique male scent.
The whistling wind blew by my ears, and my consciousness gradually became clearer.
She opened her eyes with difficulty, Dongfang Xing held her in his arms, stood on the back of the winged beast, and shuttled through the night.
She moved her lips and asked in a weak voice: "Where are you taking me?"
He lowered his head and glanced at her, then said two words without saltiness: "Doctor."
"Yeah." Her hot face rubbed against his chest, and the discomfort in her body told her that she was sick.
She hates doctors, but now only doctors can relieve her pain, so she just has to endure it for the time being.
The weakness she showed unintentionally made his heart twitch, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms holding her.
Xiahou Huan'er stopped talking because she felt too uncomfortable.
I don't know how long it took, but the Winged Beast stopped in front of the hospital. Dongfang Xing held her and jumped to the ground. He reached out and covered her face in his arms, as if he didn't want others to see her face. Her head was dizzy.
I just want to curl up and stay still.
Maybe it was late at night and the hospital was very quiet.
Xiahou Huan'er felt like she was being placed on a hospital bed, and someone was helping her with examinations and infusions.
Faintly, I heard an old voice chattering, mentioning some genetic mutation and some blood mixed in her body.
Suddenly, something clicked in my mind.
Before traveling through time, she drank its blood while fighting the giant beast, and in the laboratory, she inhaled some inexplicable gas.
Could it be that at that time, she was infected with the virus and her genes were changed?
Before she had time to think clearly, the scene switched to last night. She clearly felt him bite her, and a warm current was injected into her blood. Could it be that he was not sucking her blood, but mixing his blood into her body?
This can explain why the zombies, instead of attacking her when they saw her, stayed away from her.
Damn, he obviously cared about her, but he didn't say anything, making her worry half to death. He was a boring zombie king and a hypocritical man.
A faint smile couldn't help but appear on her lips, and then her small hand was put into the big palm. It was cold, but made her feel warm and safe.
Even if he remained silent, she could feel his strong presence.
As if knowing that he would always be by her side, she fell asleep in a daze.
11111
When Xiahou Huan'er woke up, it was already broad daylight.
Unlike at night, the hospital was very noisy during the day and she was woken up.
She opened her eyes and saw a pale wall. She turned her head and saw Dongfang Xing sitting quietly beside the bed.
Seeing that she was awake, he stretched out his big palm and measured her forehead. He breathed a sigh of relief and found that her fever had subsided.
She squirmed her dry lips, and before she could say that she was thirsty, she saw that he had already poured a glass of warm water on his own initiative, helped her up, and fed her a drink with his lips on hers.
It turns out that the zombie king can be so attentive and considerate, with the corners of his lips slightly curved.
After feeding her a glass of water, Dongfang Xing frowned and said calmly: "You still need an infusion. There's something going on at the zombie camp. I'll pick you up tonight."
