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    There was silence in the kitchen for a moment.

    The two women almost lost their lives after many twists and turns, almost at the cost of their lives to get medicines from the forbidden area health center.

    This simple intravenous injection has become a roadblock in the road to save the king.

    Destiny is like an indifferent shrew, condescending and cold, watching Chen Wei and Xie Ling helplessly and powerlessly toss.

    Xie Ling raised the back of her hand to wipe her tears, then turned around to find a vein on Wang Lu's ankle.

    Chen Wei sighed: "Just give me a spanking shot."

    When Wang Bi'an didn't want to get an intravenous drip, he often asked Chen Wei for a spanking injection instead. One injection was sometimes worth a bottle of medicine.

    It¡¯s just that what Chen Wei and Xie Ling got from the health center were large bottles of special liquid for intravenous drips. If a large bottle were used to spank the entire buttocks

    Chen Wei understood what Xie Ling was thinking and said sadly: "Fight."

    Fight, it¡¯s a dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor anyway.

    Using a syringe to spank the butt is much easier than intravenous injection. Which kid hasn¡¯t played this game with the neighbor¡¯s children when they were young?

    Wang Lu was already naked.

    Chen Wei and Xie Ling turned him over. Xie Ling picked up the fleshy part of Wang Lu¡¯s buttocks and dug it in firmly.

    ? One needle after another, one tube after another.

    After finishing a bottle of medicine mixed with levofloxacin hydrochloride, dexamethasone, and Houttuynia cordata, Wang Lu¡¯s buttocks were swollen like a steamed bun.

    There¡¯s not even a place for the needle to drop.

    Chen Wei was trembling with heartache, but she also knew that she could not tolerate the kindness of her children at this time.

    There is also a large bottle of ceftriaxone sodium that cannot be taken down no matter what.

    With a pale face, Xie Ling turned to Chen Wei who was biting her lip and said, "Let's fight again later. Wait, wait until the swelling goes down."

    Chen Wei was choked with sobs and could not speak. She just nodded desperately, and tears fell to the ground one by one on her chin.

    Chen Wei and Xie Ling asked Wang Lu to lie flat on the bed with his butt in the air.

    Chen Wei insisted on staying to take care of the unconscious Wang Lu, and Xie Ling quietly withdrew.

    Her hands were filled with medicine and blood, so she needed to wash them thoroughly.

    ¡°More importantly, she needs to prepare, prepare well.

    As soon as Xie Ling went out, she met Wang Bi'an, who was squatting outside the kitchen door eagerly.

    As soon as he saw Xie Ling coming out, Wang Bi'an stood up and said, "Sister Xie Ling, is my father feeling better?"

    Xie Ling walked to Wang Bi'an and gently hugged his shoulders: "Don't worry. Your father will definitely get better."

    Wang Bi'an's eyes were full of smiles: "That's right, sister Xie Ling, you and your mother brought back so many medicines, they will definitely cure my father. Last time, my father was stabbed with a big wound on his leg by a piece of glass, and blood flowed all over the bed.  Yes, he's not dead at all. This time he just had a small cold, and it will definitely be fine. I had a cold before, and my father didn't let me take any medicine. He just asked me to drink plenty of boiled water when I was hungry.  ¡±

    Xie Ling said softly: "Yes, your father is very powerful. He fought against so many zombies alone, protected you and your mother, and also saved me. He is really an amazing man. Wang Bi'an, you have to grow up quickly.  , when you grow up, you can protect your mother."

    Wang Bi'an nodded heavily, but immediately grimaced: "Oh, our crossbow is broken. I can't kill the zombies with a wood chopper, and the fire ax is too heavy."

    Xie Ling paused: "No problem, your strength will grow stronger and stronger. Let's do this. Your mother will accompany your father inside, and your sister will take you to practice chopping wood." After saying that, she said to Fang Fang first  Walk to the main hall with woodcutter and fire axe.

    Wang Bi'an followed behind and asked strangely: "Sister Xie Ling, what else can you do with this woodcutter? Just hold it up and chop at the zombie. This zombie is not a martial arts master. Do you need to use any tricks to deal with it? Yes.  Okay, Sister Xie Ling, do you know martial arts?"

    Xie Ling responded vaguely: "I don't know any martial arts, but I have practiced yoga. It is not martial arts and cannot be used to hit people. Although this wood chopper has no moves, you must be skilled in using it. Otherwise  The knife did not hit the zombie's neck, but it would have been dangerous if it had just hit the shoulder."

    Wang Bi'an nodded: "I know, it's like the sword-drawing technique in martial arts books. You don't practice any moves, just practice one move to quickly draw the sword. When I encounter a zombie, I will draw the sword with a swipe.  I cut off the head of the zombie before he even had time to blink. This is called ten thousand moves and ten thousand attacks but one that cannot be broken quickly. Yes, that¡¯s it. I practice drawing the sword a hundred times a day, no, a thousand times. Well, it¡¯s still too much.  Less, maybe five thousand times.¡±

    Wang Bi?Xie Ling happily followed Xie Ling to the main hall. Xie Ling took the woodcutter and handed it to him, and then accompanied Wang Bi'an to practice the "sword drawing technique" in the open space in front of the main hall.

    Wang Bi'an was in high spirits at first, shouting loudly every time he swung the sword.

    But after practicing for only a few dozen times, I became listless.

    Although the woodcutter is not long, it has a thick back and a curved hook at the tip. The whole knife is top-heavy and difficult to use without certain arm strength.

    When Xie Ling followed Wang Lu to fight zombies, she used a crossbow instead of a woodcutter.

    Wang Bi'an has not yet developed, so how can he have such strength?  At first it was just for fun, but after practicing for a long time my arms became sore and swollen.

    Wang Bi'an was unwilling to back down like this - Sister Xie Ling was looking at her with a funny look on her side. She gritted her teeth and held the woodcutter with both hands and waved it for a while.

    In Wang Bian¡¯s hands, the woodcutter can¡¯t be called the ¡°sword-drawing skill¡±. It¡¯s just chopping the wind crookedly and weakly.

    Xie Ling saw it in her eyes. Although Wang Bi'an secretly looked at her with pitiful eyes, she never shouted stop.

    It wasn't until Wang Bi'an missed and almost cut his calf with the woodcutter that Xie Ling stopped him and said with a serious face: "Wang Bi'an, you must keep practicing every day. Don't you want to be a warrior like your father? You can't even  How can you kill zombies if you can¡¯t swing the knife?¡±

    Wang Bi'an raised the back of his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes fiercely: "Sister Xie Ling, I understand."

    Xie Ling rubbed Wang Bi'an's head: "Let's go, it's getting late. Your mother is busy taking care of your father. You help your sister make dinner together."

    Wang Bi'an sniffed, holding back tears and nodded.

    Xie Ling secretly sighed in her heart. After all, Wang Bi'an was only a 12-year-old child. He was a child who would be too excited to sleep for tomorrow's spring outing or sports meeting. She was indeed a little jealous of him.

    However, soon there was not enough time for Wang Bi'an to grow up.

    Xie Ling calmly took the woodcutter from Wang Bi'an's hand: "Let's go make dinner."

    Wang Bi'an rubbed his sore and numb arms and followed Xie Ling back to the bedroom.  Xie Ling put the woodcutter in her hand under the bunk bed, and then turned around to look for ingredients for dinner with Wang Bi'an.
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