Putting Feng Jing's right arm on her shoulder, she slowly helped her to the sofa and sat down. The woman introduced herself:
"My name is Xue Ning, Ning Ning. I am a doctor from our Binyi Hospital. Are your legs injured? If there is anything wrong with you, take off your clothes and I will show you."
Feng Jing smiled shyly and touched his knee with his hand, which made him grin.
"I should be fine. I just bumped my knee when I came up. It was quite painful at the time."
With that said, he started to untie the rope of his trouser legs and slowly rolled up his trousers. When it was the turn of the long trousers inside, Feng Jing was a little embarrassed.
Seeing his inconvenience, Xue Ning took the initiative to speak: "I'm sorry for being such a big man, please wait a moment!"
After saying that, he got up and went to the bedroom inside, whispered a few words to his daughter, and walked out with a pair of scissors in his hand.
He came to Feng Jing and squatted down, putting down the scissors.
"Speak out if it hurts!"
After speaking, lift one hand and pull the other hand to slowly straighten your legs.
Then he picked up the scissors and cut his long johns open. He looked at his bruised knees, pressed them with his hands, pinched them, and then held his calves with his hands, asking Feng Jing to try to move his knees to make sure they were all in place. He stood up within the tolerance range and said:
"There shouldn't be anything serious wrong, and we can't do a detailed inspection now."
Feng Jing was very open-minded about this: "Thank you Dr. Xue, the pain is not that bad anymore. Besides, in this situation, serious illnesses cannot be cured, and minor illnesses do not need to be treated."
Xue Ning smiled: "You are very generous, I will get you something to drink."
Feng Jing licked his dry lips and noticed Xue Ning stepping into the kitchen. He hesitated slightly and handed over a carton of milk.
"Here, borrow flowers to offer to Buddha."
After speaking, he looked a little embarrassed and his voice was no longer as calm as before.
Feng Jing was stunned and found that Milk looked familiar, so he patted his head in a slightly exaggerated manner.
"It turns out you got it from the doctor. I also said that I felt like there was less milk. It wouldn't have been so dangerous if you had taken two more boxes."
Hearing that Feng Jing did not mean to blame, Xue Ning breathed a sigh of relief and explained:
"I took three boxes of milk and two bags of cakes, mainly for Tongtong. The child is usually at my parents' house. I finally had time to pick them up this weekend, but this happened.
When I'm at home, I usually go out to eat. The first two days I relied on Tongtong's snacks, but then I couldn't hold on any longer..."
Seeing that Xue Ning was having difficulty, he didn't let her continue.
"It's okay, Xue...Sister Xue, I'm not short of food. Besides, I can go to Beimen Supermarket in two days, so it's not like I just take it."
Speaking of this, Feng Jing couldn't help but feel a little sad. This was the plan, but now he was stuck in the room, and his future was suddenly bleak. His words of comfort turned into reality, and he should get more.
Xue Ning remained silent for a moment before breaking the somewhat stagnant atmosphere.
"I'm going to find you a set of my husband's pajamas. You go to the bathroom and change into them. Check your body to see if there are any other problems. Get your knee injury healed first. We'll talk about the rest later!"
Feng Jing sat up straight, raised his arms and glanced at his tattered protective clothing that was stained with various liquids. He was also worried about being scratched by zombies and put aside his embarrassment: "Then I'll trouble Sister Xue!"
"You call me Sister Xue and you are so polite. From now on I will call you Xiao Feng. There will be many times when I will trouble you."
Feng Jing smiled back and looked at Xue Ning's back as she turned away. He understood her worries. In this environment, every survivor is a rare help. Of course, it is also dangerous!
He didn't forget the water bottle that almost killed him. If the loud noise hadn't caused a zombie riot, he would have been able to find a way to slowly deal with it no matter how many there were.
I was still too careless. I didn't do the telescope observation. I ignored the sound of the door opening when I left the building. I didn't even pay attention to Wang Tao's reminder. The most important thing was the sudden appearance of the survivors.
One harms others, the other saves oneself. Sister Xue can be said to be in the dark under the lamp. He walked up and down the corridor so many times without any contact, which gave him the illusion that he was the only one in the entire unit. What about the others? ?
In fact, people should be vigilant from the moment Wang Tao appears. If there is one, then there are two. He was noticed in advance at a young age, but what about others?
Didn’t you turn on the light all the time?
Except for Sister Xue's situation, everyone else has more food reserves than he does. I'm afraid his actions in the past two days have been viewed by others as a guinea pig.
As for why he suddenly attacked himself today, Feng Jing had some guesses, and it might have something to do with the monster-inducing device he made yesterday.
So many zombies appeared in Building 5 in an instant. It was probably because the device was blown to the road and caused a noise, and the building door was opened and they were attracted. Does the other party think that they are deliberately beggar-thy-neighbor?
If it were him, he would be angry if he found that the door was blocked by a bunch of zombies, well, just like now!
But this is just his guess. Bad things are done, and this cannot be solved by saying "misunderstanding". Feng Jing particularly appreciates the sentence "If an apology is useful, why do you need an axe?"
Glancing at his knees, he shook his head helplessly. How could he talk about revenge without even leaving the building?
At this time, Xue Ning came over with her pajamas.
"Here, go put it on quickly. Here is an unused towel. Wipe the blood stains as well. Don't scare the children." Xue Ning said with a smile.
Feng Jing stood up slowly, took the pajamas with both hands, and said with a serious expression: "Follow the doctor's orders!"
"Be good!" After Xue Ning said this, she couldn't help turning her head to the side and raising her hand to cover her mouth.
With one movement, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, leaving Feng Jing stunned for a moment, and he quickly moved to the bathroom before he was noticed.
"Can I help?" Xue Ning asked with concern.
"No, no, no!" He waved his hand quickly and fled into the bathroom.
Feng Jing took off his goggles and took off all his clothes. He dipped a towel in water and gently wiped off the blood on his skin. He looked carefully in the mirror for a week. His facial features were straight and slightly childish, his eyes were firm, and his abdominal muscles were looming. , a few scars on his arms also add to his masculinity.
Fortunately, there are no new injuries. Zombies must be reluctant to eat such a perfect body.
After changing into pajamas and coming out, Xue Ning stood up and took a look.
"Not bad, Xiao Feng. He has a good figure and is about the same height as my husband. Does the clothes fit him well? There are no other injuries."
"It's not hurt. The clothes are quite suitable. Thank you, Sister Xue!"
At this time, Tongtong also ran out of the bedroom, took a look, and praised: "Brother is so handsome!"
"Tongtong, call me uncle!"
The happy Feng Jing quickly stopped him: "It doesn't matter, just call me brother. Tongtong can be called whatever you want. Did it scare you just now?"
"Tongtong is not afraid!" Tongtong clenched her fists and replied firmly.
"Tongtong is still awesome." After giving a thumbs up, Feng Jing pretended to just remember and asked, "Sister Xue, I ran back just now, do you know what happened next?"
"When you ran back, the man in Building 6 was still yelling, which attracted some zombies downstairs. After you entered the building, he also retreated into the room."
"Sister, do you know where the water bottle was thrown from?"
Xue Ning glanced at Feng Jing with some worry, but replied: "I didn't see it when I threw it away. Then I saw someone closing the window on the sixth floor of Building 5."
Feng Jing understood. The sixth floor of Unit 1 in Building 5 should be 601, closer to him. No matter 601 or 602, he couldn't knock on the door and get in. He could just keep watch downstairs. I don't believe you won't come out!
Wang Tao performed well, which relieved him a lot of pressure. The important thing was to be obedient. If the two of them cooperated, they might be able to open the north gate today, and it was all because of the water bottle.
Seeing that Feng Jing did not continue speaking, Xue Ning advised from the side: "Go to the bedroom and have a good rest. If you have any problems, you have to wait until your knee injury recovers."
Feng Jing did not refuse, said hello to Tongtong, turned around and walked to the second bedroom.
The room is very warmly decorated. There are many dolls, toys, picture books, etc. on the shelves. It looks like Tongtong's original room. She must have been living with her mother during this time.
Lying on the bed, Feng Jing was tossing and turning with worries about his current predicament and anger towards his enemies. He just hoped that his leg injury would heal quickly. No, he couldn't wait for it to heal. He had to take action tomorrow at the latest!
