Emo, I am traveling into the apocalypse with billions of supplies

Lao Zhao knocked on the door cautiously.

He suddenly looked into his boss's eyes as deep as the abyss. His hill-like body suddenly trembled. With a stiff expression on his face, he whispered through the crack in the door, "Boss, the warm water is ready. Wipe it clean quickly."

Jiubei stood up eagerly, went out to get a basin of warm water, then found a clean towel and returned to the house.

He said nothing and didn't look sideways the whole time. A man as big as Lao Zhao was like air in his eyes.

But at this moment, his whole body was exuding an anger that was so suppressed that it seemed like a volcano could erupt at the touch of it.

Even Xiaoyue, who was worried about her master, shrank and hid by the sofa after smelling the terrifying and dangerous aura on his body, not daring to go near the bedroom.

Jiubei Prey carefully wiped the dirt on her face, hands, and body. He was so careful that he didn't even miss the gaps between her nails.

She didn't give up until she had changed three or four basins of warm water and her hair was thoroughly taken care of.

Turning around and going out, he saw Lao Zhao's hesitant expression. He said nothing. He just silently rummaged through the cabinet for medicines.

Xue Yueqing usually stores some daily emergency medicine at home. Of course, this also includes injections like anti-inflammatory drugs.

He found anti-inflammatory penicillin, turned back to the bedroom, removed an infusion tube, and gave Xue Yueqing intravenous infusion.

When the needle pierced the fair and flawless skin on the back of her hand, Jiubei Prey frowned imperceptibly.

He wants the Qing Gang to pay back a hundred times a thousand times the sins the little girl is suffering now.

While Jiubei Prey was accompanying Xue Yueqing in the bedroom, Li Yueru also came upstairs with her child in her arms.

She glanced at her Tie Hanhan who was standing in the living room at a loss and felt helpless. Although she is also worried about Xue Yueqing, the current situation on the 17th floor cannot be solved by waiting here.

She stretched out her hand and pulled at her husband, "Old Zhao, before Qingqing woke up, Ninth Brother probably didn't have any thoughts to worry about anything else. Now the family can only rely on you. The door on the 17th floor must be repaired first, otherwise we will have to I’m worried that someone might be targeting my family. Secondly, the corpses at home need to be cleaned up. There are also several houses that have been messed up and have to be sorted out.”

After saying that, she sighed silently and glanced at the closed bedroom door, "Let's go first. Don't let Brother Ninth have any worries. He has to concentrate on taking care of Qingqing now."

When Lao Zhao heard this, he nodded silently, but finally couldn't hold back his voice and said angrily, "We can't help Qingqing and the boss."

Li Yueru also knew it. But guilt and all that don't matter now. Doing the next thing well is the key. "Let's go downstairs."

Lao Zhao didn't hesitate anymore, turned around and added some carbon to the stove before leaving.

Xue Yueqing has been unconscious, Jiubei Prey has no thoughts, and the house is still in a mess. He only fed her water and took her temperature once in half an hour of silence. Then he stared at her silently, staring at the infusion bottle in a daze.

After Lao Zhao and Li Yueru went downstairs, they took advantage of the child's sleep. Li Yueru started to clean up the messy home, while Lao Zhao went to look at the blasted door.

The problem is not big, but the lock position exploded. I found some metal welding to repair it, and it can still be used. After all, it is a high-end security door, and the quality is still very good.

He cleared some metal at home and removed a high-end lock from a vacant house. Then I went to 2001 to find the previous welding machine and high temperature spray gun. Started repairing the entrance security door on the 17th floor.

Lao Zhao is repairing the door on the 17th floor.

Li Yueru was responsible for cleaning up the messy house. Organize supplies and clean up.

Then he came out and went upstairs again, to the 19th floor to help Lone Wolf and the others tidy up their house.

The couple spent the whole afternoon busy with this task.

When it got dark, I finally managed to finish it off.

Fortunately, the door on the 17th floor has been repaired. It can also be locked normally.

Lao Zhao thought about it and welded a few more iron rings on the door. Then use a wooden stick as a latch to lock the door. Double insurance.

After doing this, he looked at the corpses piled up on the 17th floor, and his face darkened. It was getting late and he was a little tired, so he turned around and went home. Originally, he wanted to go upstairs for a visit, but he thought that the boss probably wouldn't want him to bother him at this time. He didn't come to the door.

Back home. Watch the restoration of a tidy and clean home. Old Zhao felt a little sad in his heart. Glancing at his tired wife who was sleeping, he silently tidied away the scattered children's medicines on the bedside.

These are all given by the boss.

The apocalyptic medicine is too precious. When they went to see a doctor, there was no medicine in the security base hospital. We can only see a doctor, and as for the drugs for treatment, we tell the patients to find their own solutions.

If his family didn't have these medicines given by his boss, he might not be able to survive.

The more this happened, the more guilty he felt in his heart. If it weren't for their family's affairs, why would Qingqing be like this...

At around 9 o'clock in the evening, Xue Yueqing's high fever finally subsided.

Jiubei Prey felt a little relieved.

He got up and hung up another bottle of glucose for her.

There is a bedside night light on in the bedroom. The dim light shrouded the little girl on the bed in the only halo of light in the darkness, like a sleeping little angel. So beautiful, well-behaved and peaceful.

This beautiful sleeping face made Jiubei Prey's heart ache.

He couldn't help but tilt his head. He lowered his eyes secretly.

Jiubei Prey stayed in front of the bed all night. At dawn, Xue Yueqing was still awake.

He got up and went to the stove in the living room to cook porridge. He stewed another cup of red dates and white fungus soup on the stove. Thinking that Xue Yue would be hungry when she woke up, like a cat owner eager to beg for dried fish, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Even the gloomy eyes softened a bit.

After cooking porridge and soup, he hurried back to the bedroom, fearing that no one would be around her when she woke up.

This wait was until noon.

Xue Yue Qingzhongyu, who had been in a coma for a day and a night, slowly opened her beautiful, smart and clear eyes.

Jiubei Prey looked at her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and her pale face seemed to be a little angry. He was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing the little girl who was about to wake up.

This moment seemed as long as a century. Xue Yueqing finally opened her tired and heavy eyes.

She looked slightly dazed, and she was stunned for a long time before she gradually came back to her senses: She is not dead...?

Before she fainted, for a moment she almost thought she had seen that old man from Tiandao.

Tiandao: MD said he is not familiar with you!

"Qingqing?"

The Nine Northern Birds of Prey called softly and gently. Finally, Xue Yueqing's eyes turned and landed on the unshaven and embarrassed Jiubei Bird beside the bed.

"elder brother……"

The weak, hoarse voice was weak. But it made him feel bad.

"Qingqing, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? Tell me if it hurts, if you are hungry, and do you want to drink water now...?" Jiubei Prey was a little incoherent in excitement.

Xue Yueqing just looked at him quietly for a long time, then raised the corners of her lips palely, and said in a joking tone, "Brother... so ugly."

Nine Northern Birds of Prey:......