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

Lin Yiran tried to open his eyes but failed. He could only say, "I...I want to drink some water...Help me get some water..."

After saying that, he tried to stand up, but found that he still had no strength.

I really don’t know what’s going on. Why has my health become so bad? Why doesn’t it keep getting better?

Do all pathogens have to go through this process?

Can't you get through it in no time?

That’s right… Imagine that the virus is fighting a great battle with his own immunity in the body. His body is the battlefield, and the battlefield that has experienced this great battle is naturally riddled with holes.

But when will this war against the disease end?

After hearing what he said, Zhu Yu turned around, took a bottle of water, opened the lid and wanted to feed him.

But suddenly it thought of something, it stopped for a moment, and used its other hand to lift up Lin Yiran's upper body.

Lin Yiran leaned against the sofa and said, "Okay... give me the water..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt something against his lips. He opened his mouth slightly and felt clear water flowing in.

The cool water made him feel much more comfortable, and he couldn't help but drink it in a hurry.

The zombie looked at him anxiously drinking water and gently took away the bottle.

Lin Yiran felt that the water bottle was empty, he raised his hand and grabbed Zhu Yu's hand holding the water: "I want more..."

As he said this, he brought Zhu Yu's hand to his mouth and continued drinking water.

Zhu Yu looked at his hand holding his claws, and then continued to feed him water until he finished the whole bottle.

After drinking the water, Lin Yiran breathed a sigh of relief: "Huh..."

Then he continued to talk to Zhu Yu: "Zhu Yu... I feel so bad... Let's see if there is any antipyretic medicine in the medicine box... If the fever continues, I feel like I might become a fool."

When Zhu Yu heard his words, he turned his head and looked left and right, as if he was looking for something.

Lin Yiran looked up and saw that it was looking for something, so he asked in confusion: "I asked you to get the medicine box... What are you looking for?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yan turned around and looked at him.

Lin Yiran seemed to understand what it meant from its expression: "You are not looking for the medicine box... Didn't you just use it before? Isn't that the one over there?"

He pointed to the medical kit on the table.

Zhu Yu looked in the direction his finger pointed, his expression slightly stunned for a moment, then he turned around, opened the box, and rummaged through it.

Lin Yiran closed his eyes feeling somewhat uncomfortable and leaned his head back against the back of the sofa.

Three seconds later, he suddenly reacted, opened his eyes, looked up at Zhu Yu, and said, "Wait a minute... Can't you tell that a medicine box and a medical kit are the same thing?"

Zhu Yu looked at him and tilted his head: "..."

Lin Yiran said thoughtfully: "As expected, you can't tell them apart, right... You can only understand if I tell you they have the same name."

Zhu Yu lowered his head and rummaged through the medical box. After rummaging around for a while, he took out a box of pills and then stared at the packaging over and over again.

Lin Yiran leaned his head back on the backrest again and said, "Let me see it..."

When Zhu Yu heard what he said, he stared at the medicine box in his hand and hesitated for a moment before handing it to him.

Lin Yiran raised his head, took it in his hand, put it in front of his eyes to see the effect, shook his head and said: "It's not this..."

After saying that, he handed it back.

When Zhu Yu heard him say it was not the one, he immediately took it and threw it into the box and continued looking for it.

The next second, it came in front of Lin Yiran with a pile of medicine boxes in its paws.

Lin Yiran looked at it helplessly: "..."

Then he searched for the familiar antipyretic medicine among the pile of medicines in the zombie's hands.

He quickly found a box of ibuprofen, pointed at it and said, "This..."

Zhu Yu immediately threw all the medicines in his hands into the box, then took out the box of ibuprofen and prepared to open it.

However, Lin Yiran stopped it and said, "Wait a minute, let me eat something before taking the medicine... give me a piece of bread."

Then Zhu Yu found a piece of bread on the table and gave it to him. Lin Yiran ate the whole bread slowly with some difficulty. Because his throat was sore, he had to take a sip of water to moisten his throat after each bite.

Zhu Yu stood beside him with the medicine in his hand and watched him eat bread quietly.

Lin Yiran slowly finished eating the bread before taking the medicine from Zhu Yu and swallowing it.

After taking the medicine, he lay down on the sofa again, wrapped himself in the quilt, and continued to sleep.

Zhu Yu saw that he lay down again after taking the medicine, so he stared at him for a while.

Zhu Yu stared at Lin Yiran for a while, as if to confirm that he was still alive, then he turned around, walked to the door, opened it, and walked out of the office.

Lin Yiran vaguely heard the sound of the door closing, but he didn't pay attention to it.

He is now dizzy from the fever and doesn't have the energy to take care of it.

After taking the medicine and waiting for more than an hour, he finally fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, it was already evening.

His stomach rumbled with hunger and he sat up, feeling a little bit of his strength restored.

After looking around the room, I didn't see Zhu Yan and didn't know where the zombie had gone.

He took a lot of effort to get a bottle of water, opened the lid and drank it all in one breath, then took a breath after finishing it.

I looked at the sky outside. The sun was setting and was about to go down.

No one knew where Zhu Xun had gone, and he hadn't returned until it was almost dark.

Lin Yiran looked at the wound on his abdomen. He was hit by Zhu Yu's shoulder yesterday, and he didn't know when it would heal.

The wound is still the same, it doesn't hurt if I don't move, but it hurts when I move.

In order to move as little as possible, he could only lie on the sofa.

Without Zhu Yu to help him pass things, he was too lazy to reach out to the table to get food.

I just lay there with an empty stomach, calculating in my mind whether Zhu Yu would come back first, or if I would not be able to help but get up from the sofa before he came back.

Finally, when he was about to defeat his laziness and procrastination and was forcing himself to get up and get his own food, he heard Zhu Yu's footsteps coming from the corridor.

He immediately lay back down, staring at the door, listening to Zhu Yu's footsteps getting closer.

As soon as Zhu Yu opened the door, he heard Lin Yiran's voice: "Hurry, hurry, hurry... I'm so hungry, come in and get me something to eat..."

Zhu Yan: “…”

Lin Yiran's body didn't move, but he kept chattering at it, "Where have you been? Why did you come back just now? You've been out for the whole day...what did you pick up? By the way...I've been eating junk food these days, which has no nutrition at all...You have to know that I'm a patient now, and I need to eat something nutritious..."

Zhu Yu was relieved to hear him resume his chattering state.