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Volume 2 Manhattan Chapter 376 Ann, do you believe in miracles?

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    Kristen looked a little excited and confident, her face flushed slightly. As Monica and Manila let go of each other, she took the first step forward.  Her feet slowly left the ground, her body swayed slightly, and she took a step forward. Compared with the step she took yesterday when her feet touched the ground, this step was already very big, and her progress was very obvious.  One step, two steps, three steps six steps, seven steps, eight steps.  Christine took eight steps in total and then stopped, her lips pursed slightly and her body swayed a little wider.  "Okay, it's okay!" Tang Ji stepped forward and held Kristine in his arms. "My dear, you are great. It's okay." "Does that mean you will recover faster?"  Christine put her hand on Tangji's shoulder and whispered.  "Uh-huh, yes, that will have a very special stimulation, stimulating the muscles and nerves of your thighs, making you feel more realistic about your legs and control them better." Tang Ji said with a smile, turning to Mo Mo  Nika gave a look.  Monica came over and hugged Kristen horizontally. Without any effort, she walked aside and placed her on the sofa.  "Thank you!" Christine, who was curled up on the sofa, whispered, her face slightly red.  Tang Ji walked slowly towards the sofa with a cane. Just when he passed by the coffee table, he heard a "bang" sound. Tang Ji's calf hit the corner of the coffee table. The coffee table shook for a while, and Tang Ji's whole body was on his side.  It rolled out and fell on the carpet.  "Fuck!" Tang Ji couldn't control himself and cursed.  "Baby, are you okay" "Tang" Monica and Manila ran to Tang Ji's side, trying to help Tang Ji up.  Tang Ji pursed his lips and waved his hands, turned over and sat on the ground, rubbed his calves, and made a painful "hiss" sound from his mouth.  "Let's see! Is it serious?" Manila pulled up Tang Ji's trouser leg. She could see that there was a small blue bruise on the side of Tang Ji's calf, which was obviously from a collision.  "I'm going to get the medicine." Moni said and stood up.  Just as she was about to turn around, Tang Ji stopped her.  "It's okay, no need Monica, it's okay, it's just a bump" Tang Ji said, hooking another hand around Manila's neck and whispering: "Help me up." Manila helped me  Tang Ji slowly walked to the sofa and sat down.  Tang Ji stretched out his hand and rubbed his leg again, smiled at Monica and Manilla, and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore." After speaking, Tang Ji raised his hand and rubbed his leg again, then took the crutches and leaned on them.  Then he slowly stood up again.  Take a few steps around the sofa.  "Okay" Tang Ji smiled, raised his hand and glanced at his watch, and then said: "I have something to do. I will go out for a while. I will come back for lunch at noon." "Dear be careful." Manila stood up,  He asked worriedly.  "Don't worry, I'm leaving." Tang Ji waved his hand.  Then walked outside.  After Tang Ji left, Kristine was completely relaxed, lying on the sofa and breathing a sigh of relief.  "What's wrong with you?" Kristine couldn't help but asked when she saw that Monica and Manilla had strange expressions on their faces, as if they were worried.  ¡°No, it¡¯s nothing.¡± Manila came back to her senses, smiled at Kristen and shook her head.  Monica was silent.  His expression was dim, and he seemed a little disappointed.  Ten minutes later, in Hillary¡¯s office.  Tang Ji lay on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling, silent.  Hillary, who was smartly dressed with a single ponytail and light makeup, sat on the other side of the sofa. She placed the left leg that Tang Ji had hit on her own legs, and her trouser legs were already rolled up.  He was rubbing the medicine on the bruise on Tang Ji's calf.  "Why are you so careless?" Hillary complained in a low voice.  Tang Ji did not respond.  "Does it hurt?" Hillary asked again, looking up at Tang Ji's face.  "Huh? Oh, of course it hurts." Tang Ji came back to his senses and said, with a smile on his face.  "What are you laughing at?" Hilary was puzzled.  "It's nothing." Tang Ji shook his head.     noon.  Tang Ji returned to his residence to have lunch, rested for about an hour, and then left again. This time he left the underground military base directly and came to the ground where zombies were roaming.  Tang Ji wore very thick clothes, including a windbreaker with a high collar, and a thicker peaked cap on his head.  It is late autumn, the weather outside is a bit cold, and the ground without human beings looks very desolate. Although many zombies can be seen, in people's subconscious, no one will regard them as a symbol of prosperity and liveliness, and no amount of them will be enough.    The wind blew withered yellow leaves rolling on the street. Tang Ji walked on the sidewalk beside the street, stumbling, and sometimes used crutches to drive away zombies.  After walking for fifteen minutes, Tang Jicai walked from the middle of the gathering place to the toy factory located in the northwest of the gathering place. Tang Ji went to the third underground floor of the factory. After cleaning and disinfecting, he put on a white coat and entered the underground laboratory.  "Are you okay?" In the spotless glass room, Tang Ji looked at An, who was fixed on the hospital bed, and asked with a smile.  An seemed to be completely crazy. His hair was as messy as weeds and his eyes were confused. He was already very thin and became a lot thinner again. Maybe he was hungry because Tang Ji never gave him anything to eat. After all, he  It's not a real zombie. It hasn't eaten in the past ten days and its body shape has changed significantly.  In response to Tang Ji's words, An did not answer, but turned slightly to look at Tang Ji, her eyes were confused and a little dull.  Tang Ji looked at him, shook his head and smiled. In fact, Tang Ji would make people feel very scary at certain times. For example, he had no mercy for An at this time, and he could still laugh.  After all, An still has human thinking and wisdom. If this kind of thing happened before the end of the world, Tang Ji would definitely be strongly condemned, there would be a moral trial, and he would even be sent to prison, but now, no one will care about him.  Walking to the experimental table aside, Tang Ji observed the light green liquid in the culture tank. These liquids were the key to his experiment.  After observing it for a short time through the transparent glass of the culture tank, Tang Ji took out a drop of light green liquid from it, put it aside under the microscope, and observed it carefully.  "What are you studying?" An's voice came from not far away, and he seemed to be temporarily sober.  "You will know." Tang Ji said without knowing it. After speaking, Tang Ji leaned over and picked up the notebook beside him and started writing.  So and so, about an hour later.  Tang Ji stood up straight again, raised his hand and hit his back twice, and pinched his neck. He looked a little tired. Tang Ji's energy was much worse than before, and his body was not as good as before.  "When are you going to kill me?" An spoke again, with a slightly hoarse voice.  But his tone was calm.  "I won't kill you." Tang Ji said. He turned around and leaned against the experimental table to look at An. He paused and said, "You will be handed over to the US government for research on zombie virus vaccines. Don't worry.  , they will treat you well." There is absolutely no need to hide this matter.  Because Ann will know sooner or later, and it seems there will be no harm in telling her.  After finishing speaking, Tang Ji walked to the culture tank aside, took out a syringe from his arms, drew out half a tube of light green liquid, and then staggered to the bedside.  "What are you going to do?" An asked calmly, looking askance at Tang Ji.  "It's nothingjust a small experiment." Tang Ji expelled some of the air from the syringe and flicked it with his finger.  "Damn" An seemed to have thought of something.  He shouted excitedly: "Kill me, don't use me for experiments, you madman, devil, I don't want to be like those animals, you devil" An remembered that Tang Ji was doing experiments these days,  Used many animals.  He couldn't see the specific situation, but he could hear the screams of the animals, which seemed to be suffering a lot. An didn't want that, he just wanted to die.  "Don't scream, can you change anything?" Tang Ji said softly.  "Damn it" An still shouted, he was a madman.  So it is impossible to listen to advice.  Tang Ji ignored it, placed the adjusted syringe on the table beside him, took out the folding knife from his pocket, and opened the knife.  It shook in front of An's eyes.  "Haha kill me, haha, kill me!" An was excited, his eyes moved with the movement of the blade, and he kept looking at it, shouting, thinking that Tang Ji decided to kill him.  Tang Ji¡¯s faint smile that had always been on his lips faded away. He flipped his wrist and held the knife behind his back, and stabbed it with all his strength. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The blade of the knife penetrated the flesh and hit the bone directly. Tang Ji pulled the knife out randomly, blood splattered, and An's shoulder was bleeding.  Of course Tang Ji didn¡¯t mean to kill him, he just stabbed An in the shoulder.  "Expect a miracle!" Tang Ji looked at An and sighed. He randomly threw the bloody folding knife into the sterilization tray on the table nearby, picked up the syringe, and stabbed it near the wound on An's shoulder.  The light green liquid entered An's body.  "What does it feel like?" Tang Ji asked.  "What did you do to me? What did you do? Why did you torture me? I can't feel it anymore, I can't feel it anymore!" An shouted.?, his eyes kept flashing, looking very excited.  He couldn¡¯t feel his shoulders anymore, and he thought Tang Ji was torturing him.  "You are really hopeless!" Tang Ji shook his head, but smiled at himself. An was a madman, and he should not use normal thinking to understand the behavior of a madman.  Tang Ji walked to a chair nearby and sat down, raised his hand to look at his watch, and started waiting.     ten minutes later.  "An, do you believe in miracles?" Tang Ji looked forward in trance and said lightly.  An didn't speak. It was obvious that he was awake again and didn't want to talk nonsense to Tang Ji.  Tang Ji muttered to himself again: "I didn't believe it before, but then I believed it again. Now I still believe in miracles." As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Ji stood up from the chair, turned around and walked quickly to the hospital bed.  In front of me, I looked down.  "An, the miracle is on you." Tang Ji smiled.  "Dirty bastard" An began to curse in a low voice.  "See for yourself" Tang Ji picked up the mirror on the bedside table and pointed it at An.  An saw himself in the mirror, neither a human nor a ghost, but he didn't show any abnormality. He was mentally prepared for it.  "I'm not looking at your face, it's here" Tang Ji spoke softly, then raised his hand and put it on An's shoulder, and gently wiped it on the light gray skin with his thumb, "Miracle, in  "Here." Ten minutes ago, where Tang Ji's thumb had touched, Tang Ji stabbed a not very wide but deep wound with a folding knife. But now the wound has disappeared, as evidenced by a faint scar.  , it is healing.
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