Chapter 48: The Zombie Emperor Wants to Be Beautiful Alone 48
The combination of two parts that don't match each other makes people feel chilly at first glance.
In order to reduce her fear, Sheng Anqing closed her eyes hard.
But the feeling of the needle piercing the skin and slowly reaching into one's heart is so clear that it seems like one can relive it in his mind.
Severe pain came from her chest, Sheng Anqing groaned, her fingers tightly grasped the iron frame next to the experimental bed, so hard that her fingertips turned white.
I wonder what kind of pain she is enduring right now.
Sheng Anqing insisted on not taking anesthesia, and repeatedly emphasized that she felt very little pain after becoming a zombie.
Lin Jie couldn't resist her, so he held his breath and said he wouldn't smoke anymore. Sheng Anqing persuaded her again and again, and finally he could only frown tightly and agreed to Sheng Anqing's insistence.
The sweat on Lin Jie's forehead flowed down his cheeks to his chin, but at this moment, he focused all his attention on his hands and did not dare to make any other movements.
Only three minutes had passed, but to Sheng Anqing, these three minutes seemed as long as three years had passed.
It’s so scary!
Even if you use a pain shielding device, it can only shield the pain, but not the physical touch.
The feeling of your heart being gently stirred by the tip of a needle makes all the hair on your body stand up nervously.
Lin Jie did not dare to draw more. The small syringe only contained about three to five milliliters, so he quickly held his breath and carefully and slowly pulled out the needle.
Then he quickly helped Sheng Anqing bandage the wound.
Sheng Anqing's face, which was originally bloodless because she had turned into a zombie, was now even more pale.
Half of it was due to the loss of blood from his heart and he became weak, and half of it was due to the sore and cold feeling in his teeth just now.
Lin Jie immediately carefully preserved the precious little syringe in his hand, and then he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
The two people faced each other, both showing a wry smile.
"If the heart blood is useless, you will never be allowed to draw blood again."
Sheng Anqing smiled weakly and nodded lightly.
"I understand, Dr. Lin Da."
It was getting late, and the lights in the laboratory were bright. After watching Sheng Anqing slowly walk out of the laboratory, Lin Jie rubbed his temples vigorously, walked to the corner and turned the surveillance camera back on.
He himself had no intention of resting. Carefully holding the tube of precious blood, Lin Jie walked towards the largest experimental table in the center of the laboratory.
………
Sheng Anqing slowly walked out of the laboratory, watched the door slowly closing in front of her, then stretched out her hand and touched her chest lightly.
Obviously she already has the ability to heal wounds quickly, but for some reason, this little needle hole causes a slight pain from time to time.
In order to better reflect her emotions, Sheng Anqing temporarily turned off the pain shielding device. It was precisely because of this that she was sure and certain that the small wound on her chest showed no signs of healing.
This made her not know for a moment whether it was good or bad.
Returning to the 27th floor again, Sheng Anqing noticed something was wrong in the room the moment she opened the door.
She cautiously took a step back and reopened the door she was about to close.
She had been delayed upstairs for too long. It was already evening and the lights in the living room were not turned on.
It was Little Jinlong who woke up, rubbed his eyes, and hummed to remind Sheng Anqing.
[Don’t be afraid, little Qingqing, it’s Xiao Piao in the living room!]
Sheng Anqing:......
She reacted suddenly.
indeed!
Nearly three hours had passed since she left in the afternoon. Although the blood collection time was not long, it was delayed for a long time.
Sheng Anqing quickly turned on the light in the living room.
The light was too dazzling, and she subconsciously closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she saw Xiao Piao, who had moved from the living room to in front of her in two seconds.
Xiao Piao bent over slightly, his snow-white eyes staring closely at Sheng Anqing's face, but his nose kept sniffing her body.
When he smelled it on his chest, Xiao Pian, who had been calm and unresponsive, suddenly let out a low roar from his throat.
He kept sniffing the pinhole where Sheng Anqing drew blood from his heart, and his mood became visibly irritable again.
Sheng Anqing quickly grabbed her clothes and slapped Xiao Pian on the head who still wanted to sniff.
"Why are you blocking me here? Come in quickly!"
Xiao Pian was not angry after being slapped on the head inexplicably, but followed Sheng Anqing step by step, still making impatient snoring sounds from his throat.
This guy! He has a pretty sharp nose?!
Sheng Anqing walked to the sofa in the living room and muttered in her heart.
As he got closer, he saw that the small pink quilt that he had given to Xiao Pian before he left had been moved to the sofa by Xiao Pian at some point.
The group became one big group.
Hey!
Being hugged around makes me feel dirty!
Sheng Anqing smacked her lips in disgust, looking at the man following closely behind her, she simply picked up a corner of the quilt and stuffed the quilt generously into Xiao Pian's arms.
like?
If you like it, I’ll give it to you!
Who would have known that Xiao Pian didn't pick it up at all and let the corners of the quilt slide off his body. Although he didn't make any expression, Sheng Anqing could see a bit of disgust from that expressionless face??
How dare he despise it?!
It was obviously dirty after being hugged by him!
Sheng Anqing snorted softly, stood up and picked up the quilt, forcing it to be stuffed into Xiao Piao's arms.
Xiao Pian had no choice. He almost never refused Sheng Anqing, so he only hesitated for a second before lowering his head and hugging the quilt stiffly.
But...but this soft thing no longer has the familiar smell that he likes to smell...
After being rushed back to his room by Sheng An, Xiao Piao stood by the door aggrievedly. Although his snow-white eyes could not express any emotion, he could still feel that the zombie was in a very sad mood at the moment...
I feel wronged and don’t want to stay here alone...
I want to stay with the good-smelling Sheng Anqing...
But Xiao Pian didn’t dare…
Although he was a zombie, he was not a stupid zombie. On the first day he lived with Sheng Anqing, he was thrown out of the room eight times by Sheng Anqing.
The last time, Sheng Anqing was obviously angry. After kicking and kicking him back to his room, Sheng Anqing pinched his waist and scolded him angrily at the door for a full minute.
"Why did you become such a shameless zombie? Even though you are a zombie! But you have to be a gentleman and a good zombie! How can you be a rogue zombie..."
Seeing Xiao Pian standing by the bed with his head lowered and aggrieved, Sheng Anqing finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to her room angrily.
After being kicked eight times without a brain, Xiao Pian also felt that Sheng Anqing really didn't want to be disturbed by him at this time.
So that night, he stood blankly in his room until dawn.