Dongfang Xing bowed his head, kissed her gently on the lips, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "I'll come see you later."
She smiled and nodded, watching him leave.
It wasn't until his figure disappeared outside the door that the smile on his face gradually faded away.
She had vaguely listened to the conversation between Dongfang Xing and Luo Qin just now in the haze, and after thinking about it for a while, she already had something in mind.
She had doubts about the identity of the Persian cat. She once thought that she might be a spy sent by the King of Humans or the King of Machines. But now that there is a foreign mutated virus, could her identity be related to the alien iron beetle? Iron Has the beetle finally lost his patience?
While she was thinking, there was a sudden noise outside the door.
Listening carefully, she recognized that it was Shen's flirtatious voice. She quickly pulled out the drip needle from her wrist, got out of bed and walked outside.
Outside the door, several zombie care workers were preventing Shen Tie from leaving.
She walked over quickly, frowned and asked, "What happened?"
Hearing her voice, Shen Tiao suddenly pushed away the zombie nurse who was pulling him, turned around, and walked quickly to her.
A surprise smile appeared on Junshuai's face, and he suddenly opened his hands and hugged her, shouting excitedly in a deep voice: "Bing'er, I finally found you, Bing'er, don't leave me again."
Binger?
He called her Binger?
Xiahou Huan'er's body suddenly stiffened, and the expression on her face turned petrified.
I didn't react for a moment and was held upright by him.
He hugged her tightly: "Bing'er, I've had a hard time finding you. You're not allowed to leave me again in the future, do you understand?"
"Wait a minute." Xia Hou Huan'er pushed him away with all her strength, and pointed at her face with surprise on her face, "Master Shen, are you too short-sighted? How do I look like your Bing'er?" Is this true? Too messy?
Shen Tia frowned and looked at her, frowning, a sad light flashed in his black eyes: "You are Bing'er, do you blame me for not protecting you properly, so you still blame me in your heart?"
Xiahou Huan'er was shocked. She also knew Bingbing, but they had nothing in common. How could he mistake her for Bingbing?
Got a brain twitch?
The corners of her mouth twitched and she turned to the medical staff aside: "Who can tell me if there is something wrong with his brain?"
A medical worker nodded and said: "The military doctor said that he was hit on the back of his head and there is blood congestion, which may cause him to suffer from psychosis."
"How is his health?" She remembered that he had been shot several times.
"It has been dealt with. There is no major problem for the time being."
"Then his mental disorder will become normal again?"
"The military doctor said it depends on his luck."
It's so sad that such a bloody thing happened to her.
Xiahou Huan'er glanced up and down at Shen, "Damn it, his genes have been modified so well. He was shot so many times and yet he recovered so quickly. What an enviable physique."
Shen Liao looked at her with sad eyes.
This melancholy made her confused.
She reached out and knocked her head, took a breath and said to him: "Mr. Shen, you really got the wrong person. My name is Xiahou Huan'er, not your Bing'er. Please see clearly, I really have nothing to do with her." It’s not like that.”
Shen lowered his eyelids, lowered his head, looked at her for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Bing'er, I'm sorry, I was useless and couldn't protect you."
Xiahou Huan'er was really a little crazy this time.
