The end of the world: Zombie rival becomes boyfriend and becomes very fierce

"Is it cooked?" Lin Yiran muttered, lowered his head to look at Fu Kang who was standing next to his feet and asked, "Did he cook it?"

Fu Kang nodded.

Lin Yiran: “…Tsk.”

He turned and went into the kitchen. Sure enough, his dinner was already cooked there. Even the Fu Kang's dinner was ready and still piping hot.

There was also a packet of medicine and a glass of water on the dining table, with a note under the glass.

Pick it up and take a look: [Remember to take medicine after eating. ]

After reading it, he crumpled the note into a ball and threw it aside. He looked at the food in the pot, thought about it, and decided not to waste it, so he scooped out the rice and ate it.

Zhu Yu was still working outside the yard gate. When he heard the noise in the kitchen, he turned his head and looked at the kitchen. He saw Lin Yiran getting his meal in the house.

Seeing that Lin Yiran did not refuse the food he cooked, Zhu Yu's lips curled slightly.

Lin Yiran's hand was painful and inconvenient, so he didn't bother to be so pretentious. He took the medicine with water after dinner.

When Fu Kang saw that he had finished his meal, he came over with his dog bowl.

Lin Yiran had no choice but to put food into its dog bowl with one hand, and then said to it, "Call Frog to come and eat too."

Fu Kang took a look at his dog bowl and turned to look for Da Wa.

After Lin Yiran fed the two children, she went to the toilet and then took a look in the yard.

He had slept the whole afternoon and now couldn't fall asleep again. His hand was hurting so much that he had to do something else to distract himself.

Zhu Yu did not touch his work during the day. The place was still the same as it was when he got hit.

He sat down in his original position, wondering if he could continue working with one hand.

Zhu Yu, who was outside, saw him sitting at his original workstation. He put down the knife in his hand, stood up and walked into the yard, saying, "Your hand is injured, and it's getting dark. Can you just leave it at that for today?"

Lin Yiran sat there expressionless and ignored him.

After trying for a while, he found that it was very inconvenient to use only one hand, and he could only work barely by using his foot as well.

Moreover, the pain in his hand made it impossible for him to concentrate on his work, and he felt irritated.

Hearing Zhu Yu's words, he frowned in annoyance: "None of your business."

It's so annoying. If he hadn't brought those animals, I wouldn't have thought of making a bamboo cage, and if I hadn't made a bamboo cage, my hand wouldn't have been hit.

Blame him!

Thinking of this, he stood up, turned around and went straight into the house.

Although Zhu Yu couldn't hear the voice in his heart, he could vaguely feel his irritability and knew that he was in a bad mood.

With a sigh, Lin Yiran probably doesn't want to pay attention to him now.

After watching Lin Yiran enter the house, Zhu Yu stood in the yard in silence for a while, walked to the place where Lin Yiran had just sat, and sat down.

At night, Lin Yiran lay in bed, listening to the clanging sounds in the yard, and felt annoyed.

I wanted to sleep but couldn't. When I finally felt a little sleepy, the knocking sounds in the yard disturbed me.

The sound of the hammer was like it was hitting his hand, making the pain in his hand more and more severe.

Finally, he couldn't help but climbed out of bed, walked to the door and shouted to the yard: "Stop knocking, it's too noisy!"

Zhu Yu in the yard stopped, turned his head to look at him, then stood up and walked to the door.

When Lin Yiran saw him coming, he turned around and went into the room, closed the door, lay on the bed and continued to sleep.

Zhu Yu walked to the door of the room and stood there, saying, "Does your hand hurt?"

Lin Yiran remained silent.

After a few seconds of silence, Zhu Yu turned around and walked out of the house.

Although I know that Lin Yiran’s hand hurts, I can’t give him too many painkillers, as that will hinder the recovery of the wound.

So the medicine he gave for dinner was all for promoting blood circulation, removing blood stasis and reducing swelling.

Lin Yiran could only endure the pain now.

Zhu Yu did not enter the room, but just listened to his breathing at the door.

Maybe because of the pain in his body, but also because of the suppression, Lin Yiran's breathing was a little rough and unstable.

Zhu Yu retreated from the room door to the living room, sat on the sofa, and listened quietly to the sounds in the bedroom.

Lin Yiran tossed and turned in the room, unable to fall asleep. After lying down for a while, he sat up again, turned on the light, sat against the head of the bed, and started reading a book.

Zhu Yu followed his movements in the room and knew what he was doing.

Lin Yiran didn't sleep much that night. He was either reading, getting up to go to the bathroom, or tossing and turning in bed. It was around four or five in the morning when he finally calmed down.

At dawn, Zhu Yu went to the kitchen to make breakfast for him, and then waited for Lin Yiran to wake up naturally.

When Lin Yiran woke up again, it was already past ten in the morning.

I was woken up by the pain in my hand again, because I turned over and touched the wound on my hand.

After getting up, he put on his coat, opened the bedroom door and came out.

Fu Kang should have gotten up to go to the toilet early in the morning, but it sympathized with Lin Yiran's injury, so it held back and didn't knock on the door.

Now that Lin Yiran opened the door, it rushed out like the wind.

The big frog was sleeping soundly and motionless.

Lin Yiran came out and did not see Zhu Yan.

He couldn't sleep last night, but he vaguely felt that Zhu Yan was sitting in the living room. Through the bedroom door, even if he didn't make any sound, he could still sense his presence.

When I went to the kitchen and took a look, I saw that breakfast was already cooked in the pot and was being kept warm over charcoal fire.

There were medicine and a glass of water on the table.

Lin Yiran stared at the medicine and the cup of water expressionlessly, then turned to look outside the yard.

Everything was prepared for him, but he was not there, and no one knew where he had gone.

After taking a quick glance at the pig pot in the yard, he walked out to take a look. Sure enough, the pot was still warm, but it was empty. It seemed that pig feed must have been cooked in the morning and all had been scooped out.

Lin Yiran went to the cages of the animals again and took a look, and sure enough, they had all been fed.

Even the wild boars next door were fed.

"No matter what I say, he just doesn't want to change his habit of being a snail... Now that I'm injured again, he should be very happy." Lin Yiran turned around and complained to Fu Kang who was following him.

Then he added: "I was also injured last year and was saved by him, but he was so innocent at that time. Although he was dirty and ugly, and a zombie, he was much better than he is now. He is really annoying now. Don't you think so? Fu Kang."

After Fu Kang heard what he said, he sighed helplessly: "Huh~"

Although he complained, Lin Yiran still sat at the dining table, ate breakfast and lunch together, and took medicine after finishing his meal.

Looking at his finger, he removed the gauze, revealing the condition of the injured finger.

After a night, the injured index finger was still severely swollen and purple. Not only the finger was swollen, but half of the palm was also swollen.

It seems that it will not disappear in a short time.

Thinking about the spray from yesterday, he took it and sprayed it on his hands.