A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

After it was all over, I kissed him again.There were still beads of sweat on his forehead and neck, and he was sitting straddling me, too lazy to move, and I was not in a hurry to get him up, so I picked up our clothes from the side and wiped the sweat off his back.

However, he recovered faster than I thought. He only rested on my body for more than ten minutes and he was completely relieved. After dawdling a few times, he held my shoulders and raised his upper body to look at me.

I wiped the sweat off his chin and chest again, then smiled at him and asked, "Aren't you tired?"

"Not tired." Gerald shook his head. Although he seemed to be a little bit restless, he was much better than before. He stared at me for a few seconds, then closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against mine The tip of his nose was rubbing against each other, and his tone still had a sticky feeling that he hadn't recovered from the intense panting just now, "...hungry."

I glanced out the window, it was probably afternoon, and it was not yet dusk, so the outdoor light was still strong, I guess I slept for at least seven or eight hours, maybe it was because I was too tired before.

After turning my gaze back, I smiled and patted him on the back, let him get off me, then went to the closet and took out two sets of clean clothes, put on one of them, and handed the other to him Gerald said, "Put your clothes on first, and I'll take you to dinner."

He was lying on the bed, but he nodded lazily when he heard me say that, sat up and slowly put on his clothes one by one.But although he looked a little tired, the look on his face didn't look tired at all, and he might even be more energetic than me after a few hours of sleep.

"I probably underestimated you a little bit." Looking at his smooth and unobtrusive movements, I couldn't help laughing a little, and said this to him in a tone that sounded a bit ambiguous, and then asked: "Would you like me?" When you fell asleep before, did you rest?"

"Sleeping for a while." Gerald answered me, and after thinking about it, he added: "With you."

This can indeed explain the reason why his spirit is so good. I nodded, picked up the portable terminal on the table and glanced at it, and asked casually again: "Should no one come to us on the way?"

"No," Gerald told me softly. "There are a lot of people in the corridor. Someone stopped at the door without knocking."

"That's fine. It's still early now. It is estimated that Jiali Miweier and the others have almost finished sorting out the information they brought back from the ruins. I will take you to dinner first, and then go directly to them. Maybe they can find it." Give me some useful information." I said, put on my coat, went to the bed and bent down, reached out to hug him, pulled him up from the bed, and said to him at close range, "—Anyway, you look completely It doesn't look like you need to rest."

"Rest?" Gerald looked at me sideways, stretched out his right hand and grabbed my sleeve, "I'm not tired, I'll go with you."

I was still smiling, followed the movement of his right hand, touched his palm, interlocked with his fingers, and said slowly after a long while: "It's nothing, I just feel that from a certain angle, the vicious virus The physique of the infected has brought you a lot of benefits."

Gerald looked at me in a daze, probably still not understanding what I was talking about.I didn't intend to explain to him anymore, after sorting out his messy clothes, I pulled him out of the door together.

Our room is still in the medical department, and I have never told Jiali Miweier that I want to change it, so it is convenient for me to check the situation of the wounded at this time.As soon as I walked into the diagnosis and treatment hall, I saw Conordo who was busy standing in front of the diagnosis and treatment equipment. He looked much more energetic than in the early morning, and he should have just rested not long ago.The number of wounded in the treatment hall is quite small, and most of the seriously injured team members have recovered a lot after the efforts of all the medical staff all night. Most of them should have been transferred to the ward, and some injured Those who are not heavy may even go back to their dormitory directly.

When I left early in the morning, I had repeatedly confirmed the injuries of the seriously injured. I was sure that they would not make any mistakes after I left, and these experienced members of the medical team would certainly not let themselves make mistakes.Apart from the fact that their mood still needs time to recover, their bodies should have no major problems.

It didn't look like I needed any help here, so after looking around, I didn't stay any longer, and didn't bother Conordo who was working seriously, and left the medical department building with Gerald.

Although walking out along the corridor went smoothly, when we walked out of the gate of the medical department, we ran into an unexpected person head-on.

I first stretched out my hands behind my back, and gently pulled Gerald, telling him not to go any further, then I greeted General Bitum Mecca who was walking straight towards us with a smile, "Good day, Mecca General."

"Good afternoon." General Mecca stopped in front of me and Gerald, nodded to me, and still greeted me in a calm and steady tone, "You worked hard last night, have you rested?"

While looking into his eyes, I also looked at his clothes from the corner of my eyes.He seemed to be wearing an orthodox military uniform no matter where he was, and he would never take off this uniform, and his steps would not appear eager at all, as if no matter what situation he encountered, he could be as calm and calm as he is now.And there was no trace of fatigue on his face, and everything looked as usual.

"I've had a rest." I nodded and said, "There was such a big accident in this operation, you probably haven't had a good rest, please pay attention to your health."

"Don't worry, although my physique is not as good as that of you young people, I can still last for a few years and won't hold you back." General Mecca still had no expression on his face, although his words seemed to be It was mixed with ridicule, but the tone never changed.After he finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the gate of the medical department behind us, and asked, "Is Dr. Conordo inside?"

"Yes." I gently grabbed Gerald's forearm, and moved a few steps aside with him, making way for the general, "He should still be in the treatment hall now, if you go in, he can See him directly."

"Hmm." General Mecca simply uttered a vague syllable as a response, then glanced at me and Gerald, nodded again, and walked in without saying anything more to me.

I watched him enter the gate, stood there silently for a few seconds, and then walked with Gerald to the parking area outside the medical department.

When we got into the car, Gerrard sat next to me in the passenger seat and said to me after the car started: "I don't like him."

"Huh?" I gave him a slightly surprised look, and then asked with a smile, "Do you remember that you said a while ago that you didn't like Carrie Miville?"

"...It's different." Gerald frowned, and seemed to be a little incomprehensible, "I hate Carrie Miville. But it feels different."

"Really?" I laughed a few times and said, "I think you like Gary Miville quite a bit. Speaking of which, you were hostile to Niyo when you were in the research institute, and you can talk to him quite well now." Did you come?" I recalled the various teachings and even misleading Niyo gave to Gerrard during this period, and added: "——It's so easy to talk to."

Hearing what I said, Gerald turned his head to look at me and asked, "Are you angry?"

"It's not really angry, it's just that you hate Carrie Miville, and you just want to beat him up." I explained, "But the situation in the base is special now, and I probably won't find a chance to do it in a short time. "

Gerald nodded understandingly, and asked again: "Are they all sad because many people died?"

"Yes." I paused and sighed: "But sooner or later they will come out of this kind of sadness, because they still have a long way to go in the future, no matter how much suffering and grief, they can't causing time to stop."

"how long it takes?"

"It depends on what kind of people they lose." I said, "For me, every team member we lost this time is an excellent subordinate of Jiali Miweier, and I will be grateful for their loss." Feeling sorry and heartbroken and will mourn for the next few days. But after all this time has passed, not only me but Carrie Miville will recover as this is the military and the last place to avoid casualties .”

I paused temporarily, parked the car at the door of the dining room smoothly, did not get off the car immediately, turned my head and continued to say to him: "But if the person who disappeared from us this time is Carrie Miville, I may It will continue to be negative for a long time in the future - that is the last result I want to see. Because no matter who is emotional, or selfish, we will feel our subjective emotions first , and then try to understand what other people think.”

"The battlefield is the easiest place to be emotionally paralyzed." I stepped out of the car, walked around the other side of the car, opened the door, let him out of the car, and continued, "Even though I think that every person with a vicious virus is actually They are all human, but there is never a distinction between humans and infected people on the battlefield—for the military, any existence that poses a threat to the country and civilians is an enemy."

I closed the car door silently, then patted his arm, smiled again, and said: "Although everyone knows these things clearly, the words are too chilling, so it's better not to mention them. Let's go, take you Go in and eat."