Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

After leaving the headquarters, Teng Xiyan breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Cang Mingzhu laughed: "Are you nervous?"

Teng Xiyan held his hand, leaned half of his body on him, and said in a muffled voice: "Can you not be nervous? Although this handsome genius can handle things with ease, but if you look at their wolfish and leopard eyes, it will be different from what you want." It's like eating me..."

Although at least the first man agreed to several conditions.

The smile on the corners of Cang Mingzhu's lips became even bigger. She lowered her head and touched his forehead at the corner: "With me here, what are you afraid of?"

Teng Xiyan straightened up and looked directly at him: "Look, I said you look good when you smile, right?"

Cang Mingzhu realized that he had smiled too much, and the corners of his mouth suddenly lowered, returning to his original cold expression.

"Stingy!" Teng Xiyan muttered in a low voice, let go of Cang Mingzhu's hand, and strode out of the corridor.

Teng Xiyan suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at Cang Mingzhu's arm: "Let's go."

Cang Mingzhu asked: "Where to go?"

"Where else can you go, have you forgotten your wound?"

As soon as he returned to the base, he came directly to the headquarters. He didn't even have time to treat the wound. Cang Mingzhu was stunned and said, "You go back and rest first. I'll go by myself."

Teng Xiyan's face suddenly turned cold and he pretended to be angry: "Cang Mingzhu."

Cang Mingzhu's expression flashed unnaturally, and he said, "Let's go...accompany me."

Teng Xiyan raised the corners of his lips and whispered, "That's pretty much it."

All the way to the medical center, there were many injured and injured people inside, and they all seemed not to be in good condition. Teng Xiyan saw their appearance and asked, "What's going on?"

The person sitting in the corridor looked a little sallow and thin, and mentally exhausted.

The doctor passing by saw Cang Mingzhu and stopped: "It's Colonel Cang, are you here?"

"Injured, treat the wound." Cang Mingzhu looked cold.

Huang Qishan nodded: "Here, I will take you to treat the wound."

Cang Mingzhu raised his feet to keep up with Huang Qishan, and asked, "What's going on with the patients here?"

Huang Qishan sighed, with some pity in his eyes: "Colonel, you also know how much food storage is needed to feed 700,000 people!"

When Teng Xiyan heard this, he felt that the situation was not good.

Huang Qishan continued: "It was okay in the beginning, but now because there is no way to plant it outside, the survival rate of crops grown underground is not high. We can only grow some plants and vegetables that are easy to grow, but seventy per day Ten thousand people need to eat, and it takes time to grow these, so now there is a food shortage.”

"Every household now saves on food, and some only eat one meal a day in order not to starve to death. Now many people are sick from hunger, and the authorities are still trying to find ways to transport food back from all over the world. .”

"Who is in charge of this matter now?"

Huang Qishan thought for a moment and hesitated: "It seems that he is a mixed-race official from City 1. His name is Ace..."

Hearing this name, Teng Xiyan's eyes twitched, it was another unreliable name.

Huang Qishan took the two of them to a separate ward on the second floor. Cang Mingzhu sat on a stool and took off his coat, exposing the position of his arm. The stitching marks on it were still there, but the hideous scar still made people feel... Can not bear to look.

Teng Xiyan lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. Fortunately, he was really serious about suturing it at that time, otherwise the wound would never be like this.

Huang Qishan slowly took off the bandage and couldn't help but admire: "Who sewed this up? The suturing was very good, but it has cracked in the middle. There is some suppuration here and needs to be treated."

Cang Mingzhu raised his eyes and glanced at Teng Xiyan silently, and replied: "A genius."

Huang Qishan didn't realize it was the person behind him at all, and said enthusiastically: "The stitches are really good. Even if the injury is treated outside like this, he can still be called a genius!"

Teng Xiyan's eyebrows moved and his eyes flickered.

After Cang Mingzhu treated the wound again, the two stepped out of the medical center.

"Do you hear what Dr. Huang told you to reduce the use of your right hand in the short term?" Teng Xiyan repeated the precautions Huang Qishan told him as he walked.

Cang Mingzhu stared at the back of his neck and laughed softly.

The two walked to the door of the residential area.

Teng Xiyan stopped and said, "Colonel, is there anyone who treats a boyfriend so perfunctorily?"

"Why are you so perfunctory?" Cang Mingzhu's eyes narrowed slightly and she looked down at him.

Teng Xiyan tugged at his lips, "I've been talking all the way, and you just kept saying yes, so you have nothing else to say?"

Cang Mingzhu paused: "What else do you want to say?"

Teng Xiyan frowned and opened the door. A hint of sullenness appeared on his cold face: "You're so stupid."

He closed the door, threw himself on the quilt with a refreshing breath, and muttered to himself: "What should I do if my boyfriend is not very smart?"

Teng Xiyan buried his head in the quilt and sighed deeply: "You asked for it."

After washing, Teng Xiyan wrapped himself on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. When I went out to do missions, I felt like I never had a good night's sleep. Except for Cang Mingzhu, who held him and slept for a day at the supply station, he slept peacefully at that time.

I don't know how long I slept, but in my groggy state I heard a knock on the door.

Teng Xiyan straightened up slowly and sat on the bed for a while before getting up and opening the door.

The black figure at the door stared at him with lowered eyes and whispered: "Eat."

Teng Xiyan was sleepy, with a trace of confusion still hanging in his eyes, and nodded sideways: "Okay."

Cang Mingzhu walked into his room with the food and put it on the small wooden table: "You slept all day and all night."

Teng Xiyan slowly sat down at the small wooden table, picked up his chopsticks, and stared at the food in front of him: "Ah, I have slept for so long again, I don't feel much."

"Is there something wrong with your health?" Cang Mingzhu frowned slightly.

Teng Xiyan shook his head: "I don't know. There's nothing uncomfortable. Maybe I'm too tired."

"After dinner, come with me to the headquarters."

Teng Xiyan's hand holding the vegetables paused, and he raised his eyebrows: "Agree?"

Cang Mingzhu did not deny it, "I don't know, but I think they will also put forward conditions."

After all, the conditions proposed by Teng Xiyan cost too much. If they don't get some money back, it won't be like their style.

Teng Xiyan chewed slowly and quickly, put down his bowl and chopsticks, and curled his lips: "If they don't put forward conditions, I will think there is fraud."

After eating, Teng Xiyan changed into a set of clothes, and Cang Mingzhu made a few more suitable clothes based on his body shape, but the style was no different from the ones he had worn before in City 1.

As soon as he went out, he met Lin Wangxi, who was walking towards him with a lollipop in his mouth and a lot of thoughts.

"Boss, Yanyan." Lin Wangxi took out the lollipop from his mouth, his voice a little weak.