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Text Chapter 622: Sexy days in the night shift ward

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    But Qian Zhengang was like crazy, grabbing Mao Li's arm with all his strength, and yelled: "Go away! Go away! I don't want you to pretend! I know you can't tolerate my mother, although she has never  She has never harmed anyone, neither before nor after she mutated into a zombie! She has never harmed anyone! Do you think I don¡¯t know what you are talking about and making fun of my mother and me in private? I know everything!  In your eyes, not only is my mother a monster, but I am also a monster. But what have I done to offend you? I just want to stay quietly in the corner with my mother. I have never even let my mother eat a bite of Yashan¡¯s food.  , I have always fed her with my own blood. But even so, you can't tolerate my mother! You must have poisoned my mother to become like this! It must be like this!"

    In the end, Qian Zhengang had completely lost control. He grabbed Mao Li and pushed and shoved her. Mao Li struggled to steady her body, but the blood spilled on the ground was too slippery. She tilted her body and fell to the ground.  Qian Zhengang was brought down.

    When Qian Zhengang fell to the ground, he waved his hand subconsciously, but hit the plate containing alcohol bottles and other items brought by Mao Li. The plate fell to the ground with a crash, the alcohol bottle was smashed to pieces, and the alcohol flowed everywhere.

    Qian Zhengang was startled, and then he realized that he was treating the woman he liked roughly. In fact, most of his anger was directed at Mao Li, and he was just venting on Mao Li the oppression and discrimination that he and his mother had suffered for a long time.

    Qian Zhengang woke up more or less. He crouched down to help Mao Li. Just as he said "I'm sorry", a red light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and a flame rose up under his feet with a roar!

    But it turned out that when Qian Zhengang was gas welding just now, he accidentally flicked a spark into a pair of his smelly socks under the bed. The sparks had been burning in the socks, and wisps of very light smoke were coming out. Just now, the alcohol bottle was smashed.  , the alcohol flowed under the bed and touched the smoldering socks.  It was immediately ignited.

    Alcohol burns very quickly. In just a blink of an eye, Qian Zhengang and Mao Li's feet were already covered in flames. At the critical moment, Mao Li shouted: "Quickly. Carry your mother out!" and rushed to the bedside.  Lift the zombie mother's head and drag her away, but her body is weak. Even though the zombie mother's withered body is less than 100 pounds, she cannot lift it alone.  Just by this mistake, the fire had already ignited the sheets.

    Fortunately, Qian Zhengang had already rushed over. He was so strong that he picked up his mother and knocked her out of the door.

    Qian Zhengang hugged his mother and went out.  He lowered his head and looked - fortunately, his mother was not burned yet. He knew that the wounds of zombies would never heal. If his mother had a wound that would never heal because of his reckless actions, then he would be really unlucky.  Extremely filial.

    Qian Zhengang turned back to Mao Li and said, "Quick, there's a fire hydrant at the end of the corridor" He just finished speaking, and then he realized that Mao Li, who had followed him out the door, had actually caught fire with her long hair.

    But Mao Li didn't notice it at all - Qian Zhengang knew why Mao Li didn't notice it.  Because she is wearing a wig!

    Qian Zhengang released his mother on the spot and rushed towards Mao Li, who was still confused. He raised his hand, grabbed the burning wig, and pulled it off Mao Li's head.  He raised his hand and threw it into the burning room.

    All this happened in a flash of lightning. Mao Li had just woken up, and the wig was accompanied by the aluminum foil inside.  He was thrown into the fire.

    However, what surprised her was that Qian Zhengang didn¡¯t seem to care that he was wearing a wig.  He just said, "Watch my mother." Then he ran towards the first aid faucet at the end of the corridor.

    After the Yashan water plant was reactivated, the fire pipes were naturally opened. Qian Zhengang quickly ran back dragging the fire hydrant and sprayed it into the blazing office.

    This fire source is actually not big, just a bottle of alcohol, but there are gas welding steel bottles inside. If they are ignited, it will be like two bombs exploding.  Qian Zhengang was also very bookish and only thought about putting out fires. Mao Li was just a model and had no idea about the dangers of such fires. She even brought water to Qian Zhengang from the nearby bathroom.  splash on Ang to prevent him from being splashed by sparks.

    The two people were busy and finally put out the fire in the room. Fortunately, the fire started under the bed, and the head of the fire was more or less blocked by the bed board. The two people put out the fire quickly, and the gas cylinder was safe.

    Qian Zhengang and Mao Li were sitting at the door covered in water. Water filled with ashes and garbage gurgled out of the office, soaking their butts, but the man and the woman didn't care.

    Qian Zhengang carefully inspected the zombie mother and found that not even half of her hair was singed. He breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and said to Mao Li, who was staring at him unblinkingly: "Thank you." He paused.  After a pause, he said again: "I'm sorry."

    Mao Li¡¯s whole body was wet. This water was sprayed by Qian Zhengang with a fire hose.When Mao Li poured water on Qian Zhengang, Qian Zhengang also thought that pouring water on firefighters was the most common self-protection scene in TV dramas, so he raised the faucet and poured water on Mao Li's body.

    Mao Li used to flip up her long hair - raising her hand to her face, then she remembered that her wig was gone.  Her mind was in a mess now, with all kinds of thoughts coming to her. What she thought about the most was - why is this idiot Qian Zhengang not surprised that he is wearing a wig.

    Qian Zhengang didn't stay still this time. He seemed to see Mao Li's thoughts and said calmly: "I have noticed that you are wearing a wig a long time ago."

    Mao Li¡¯s hand suddenly clenched into a fist. Damn it, when was she exposed? No, wait, Qian Zhengang shouldn¡¯t have discovered that he was a zombie, right?

    Qian Zhengang reached into his wet clothes and took out a stick of ointment. The paper packaging of the medicine box was soaked with water and became soft. Qian Zhengang handed the medicine to Mao Li: "You  My head sore seems to be a chronic disease. I don¡¯t know much about skin diseases, and I don¡¯t know if this medicine works. You can try it and see. But don¡¯t wear the wig anymore. The sore is suffocating like this.  It will only get worse. You are also a medical staff now, so you should understand the principle of hiding illnesses and avoiding medical treatment. "

    Mao Li took the medicine, lowered her head, but had no words - she really didn't know what to say.  It seems that Qian Zhengang mistakenly thought that his wig was used to cover the malignant sore on his head, but in fact, the so-called sore was the wig that he had pulled off and glued to his head with strong glue when he attacked the base last time.  caused by the time.  He could easily take out the medicine from his pocket, indicating that it had been on him for a long time.  This stupid man seems to really like himself.  He didn't even care about the malignant sores on his head.

    Mao Li squeezed the medicine in her hand and said nothing for a long time. She suddenly said: "Don't you think it's disgusting that I'm like this?"

    Qian Zhengang shook his head: "You and I are both doctors, to us. It's just a disease. If you have a disease, treat it. What's wrong with it?"

    Mao Li chased after her and asked: "What if this disease cannot be cured and I am always so sick?"

    Qian Zhengang hesitated and said: "Some skin diseases are difficult to cure, but I think they can always be cured. Some folk remedies for treating head sores are quite effective"

    Mao Li suddenly turned her face, stared into Qian Zhengang's eyes and said, "What if my sore not only cannot be cured, but gets worse and worse, and even spreads to other parts of my body? Will you still like me?"

    Qian Zhengang was speechless, and Mao Li asked a question, but it actually contained two questions - what should I do if the head sore cannot be cured?  and do you like me?

    Treating head sores is a professional matter. As a doctor, Qian Zhengang will certainly not make random promises to cure all diseases like Jianghu Liangzhong.

    Whether you like Mao Li or not is a personal matter.  If the situation were different, Qian Zhengang would be willing to confess his love to Mao Li loudly.

    However, now that the sores were inexplicably related to whether he liked Mao Li or not, Qian Zhengang didn't know what to say for a moment. Whether it was a firm yes or a flat no, it didn't seem to be the best answer.  Finally, Qian Zhengang was not stupid after reading medical books. He wiped the water drops on his face and said loudly: "No matter what you become, I will still like you!"

    Mao Li suddenly laughed.  She sneered, the louder she laughed: "You men, none of what you say is true. No matter what I become, you still like me? What if my internal organs are constantly rotting. What if?  My whole body has lost consciousness. If I can¡¯t even speak and can only roar like a wild beast Would you also like me like this? Liar! It¡¯s all a lie! In fact, you men just like me.  This face. As long as I have one more wrinkle at the corner of my eye, you will leave me behind. Find a younger girl! Enough! Stop pretending, I have seen enough men like you.  !¡±

    Mao Li yelled in Qian Zhengang's face. After a long while, she paused. Qian Zhengang looked at her blankly. After a while, he murmured: "Skin diseases like head sores, even if they are  No matter how serious it is, it's impossible for your internal organs to rot. I think this sore seems to be caused by a fungal infection, and it can't be infected inside the human body"

    Mao Li glared at Qian Zhengang, her body tense. Suddenly, her shoulders relaxed and she slapped Qian Zhengang weakly on the shoulder: "You idiot!"

    Qian Zhengang knew that something had arisen between him and Mao Li, making him and her different. He opened his mouth, and just as he was about to say something, Mao Li pushed him again: "Go quickly.  Look at your mother, how is she? Just now you were angry at me because of your mother."

    Qian Zhengang took a look at his mother, who was lying quietly in the corridor, and shook his head: "My mother is fine, she was not burned by the fire."

    Mao Li rolled her eyes at Qian Zhengang:"I'm not talking about this, I'm talking about her not moving at all, aren't you worried at all?"

    Qian Zhengang shrugged: "I have figured it out. There is nothing to worry about. My mother turned from a human to a zombie. I did not abandon her. I always guarded her, accompanied her, and raised her. Now she is like this  , I think it¡¯s better than a zombie that might eat people, so I¡¯ll just treat her as a vegetative state, and I¡¯ll keep guarding her, accompanying her, and raising her anyway.¡±

    Mao Li was startled, and she said hesitantly: "After you said this, I also think that your mother is better off like this than before. When she, when she is not 'asleep', others see her even if she is locked in a cage.  It must feel weird. But now, she is motionless, just like a vegetative person in the hospital. Who would be afraid of a vegetative person? "

    Qian Zhengang said: "It's just that I don't know how long my mother will sleep like this. I don't even know why she fell asleep. Oh, forget it, just take it one step at a time. This is fine, I  I don¡¯t understand the principles of zombie body functions, but one thing is certain, that is, as long as the body is in motion, there will always be consumption and wear and tear. My mother is asleep now, and the negative impact on the body will definitely be greater than before.  Little. I hope my mother can sleep like this forever before a biochemical virus vaccine is developed."

    Mao Li looked at Qian Zhengang in disbelief: "Do you actually believe that there is a biochemical virus vaccine in the world?"

    Qian Zhengang said: "It's not a question of whether you believe it or not. I'm researching it myself."

    Mao Li didn¡¯t know what to say. Qian Zhengang was just a dentist, purely because there were no tigers or monkeys in the mountains to call them kings.  He just became the director of the health center, but he actually dreamed of developing a biochemical virus vaccine by himself. This is simply the biggest joke in the world.

    Qian Zhengang smiled: "It's ridiculous, right? But it doesn't matter, because my mother has plenty of time. If it doesn't work in one year, then two years. If it doesn't work in two years, then ten, twenty, or thirty years. If I  I can't develop a vaccine while I'm alive. Then after I die, I must turn into a zombie and continue research."

    Mao Li sighed: "If you become a zombie, you may not study vaccines anymore, because then you will feel that it is better to be a zombie than a living person."

    Qian Zhengang had never thought about the problem in this way. He was stunned for a long time.  Then he murmured: "Yes, I am not a fish, how can I know the joy of fish? Although my mother is a zombie, she never harms people. If I mutate into a zombie with a higher level of rationality, I can also stop eating people."  Harm people. In this way, what is the difference between the so-called living people, zombies, and intelligent zombies? I think it is better for my mother to be a living person, but my mother may feel that she is happy to be a zombie, and she even hopes that I can become one of them.  A member of¡­¡±

    Mao Li patted Qian Zhengang and said, "You idiot, don't think that these things are gone. Find a room quickly. Get your mother settled. The room that is on fire should also be tidied up."

    Qian Zhengang came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, yes."

    It was only then that he noticed that Mao Li was naked, her wet clothes were wrapped around her proud body, and her black stockings were soaked in water.  There was even more transparency, and he swallowed quietly.  Go home and change your clothes. The weather is not too warm. Don't catch a cold.  "

    How dare Mao Li go back like this? She has lost the shielding of aluminum foil. If she encounters Chen Qiong or Feng Zhenzhen, it will be completely ruined.

    Mao Li bit her lip and suddenly said: "I won't go back."

    Qian Zhengang didn¡¯t understand and said subconsciously: ¡°What did you say?¡±

    Mao Li said loudly: "I don't want to go back to Minister Feng Haiqi's house!"

    Qian Zhengang stayed on the spot and finally managed to hold back a sentence: "Why?"

    Mao Li said seriously: "Why are there so many? I don't want to live here anymore." She said openly and honestly: "When I first came to Yashan, I was not familiar with the place. I thought that Feng Zhenzhen and I were both colleagues and lived together in Fenghai.  Minister Qi¡¯s family has some kind of care. But now that I¡¯m familiar with Yashan, and Feng Hai, Minister Qi¡¯s family already has a large population, and I don¡¯t want to be crowded with them anymore.¡±

    Qian Zhengang¡¯s face turned red and he murmured for a long time: ¡°Then where do you want to live?¡±

    Mao Li smiled narrowly: "Doctor Qian, do you have a good place to recommend me to live?"

    No matter how stupid Qian Zhengang was, he knew what he should do. He scratched his head and stammered: "Of course it's better for this place to live closer to the work. In fact, there are a lot of empty rooms in the health center.  With a little tidying up, people can live in it. Well, even though I don't open the kitchen myself, the canteen in the back is fully equipped with all the utensils. If you want to cook your own food, it's no problem"

    Mao Li clapped her hands: "Okay, then it's settled. I will live in the health center from today on."

    Qian Zhengang almost fainted from happiness - is this cohabitation?  Or night shift?Building?  He didn't expect that his day of sexual bliss would come so soon. He originally thought that because of his zombie mother, he would have to be a bachelor for the rest of his life.

    Qian Zhengang said incoherently: "I will arrange a room for you right now. Well, where do you like to live? There is a duty room in the administrative office with complete bathroom facilities. By the way, the inpatient area is actually not bad. The room is big and you can move a little bit."  Once the piece of furniture is put in, it will look very similar"

    Mao Li smiled and said, "Let's talk about where I live slowly. Let's settle your mother first."

    Qian Zhengang said repeatedly, "Oh no, I can't forget my mother when I have a wife."

    Mao Li pushed a hospital bed and helped Qian Zhengang lift the "sleeping" zombie mother onto the bed. Qian Zhengang had just carefully laid the zombie mother's head flat when he suddenly heard Mao Li whispering: "  I think it would be better if we all live close together so that we can take care of each other." With that said, Qian Zhengang hurriedly pushed the hospital bed away without waiting for a reply.

    Qian Zhengang stayed where he was until Mao Li pushed the hospital bed around the corner of the corridor, then silently shouted and jumped up and down - my Qian Zhengang's spring is here!

    Qian Zhengang is not the only one who feels that spring is coming, Wang Lu is also happy that spring is coming in Yashan.

    ¡°He was being pushed in a wheelchair by Chen Wei and Xie Ling, visiting and condolencing the new arrivals from door to door, asking if they had enough to eat at noon, whether the distribution of supplies was in place, which unit they were working in, etc.  He had a detailed list of personnel at hand. The base's rigorous work style was evident on this piece of paper. Names, ages, work abilities and other information were all available, and even the diseases they suffered from were registered. However, Wang Lu personally communicated with the newcomers.  When we met, we felt even happier.

    Yes, the people sent to the base this time are all old and weak, but the old and weak who can survive in the base are actually neither old nor weak.
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