A Doctor's Zombie Feeding Diary

I don't know how the director will deal with this matter when he goes back, but he hasn't had any trouble finding me in the past two days since he left, so I just stayed in the laboratory with peace of mind, relying on the various advanced equipment of the institute to start Dig into the sample Conordo gave me.I didn't ask anyone to help me during this process. Even Xin Duoli didn't know what I was doing in the laboratory. I also carried the samples with me. I abided by the agreement with Jiali Miweier and kept it a secret from everyone.

And in all the free time outside the study, I stayed in the isolation room, and gradually tried to further communicate with Gerald. Although it seems that our communication can be said to be a complete failure, he is becoming more and more serious in behavior. Being more and more cooperative with me can be regarded as a different kind of progress.

But he does occasionally do some weird little tricks that often confuse me—for example, now, he is trying to snatch from me the meal that has become quite familiar to us with both hands. box.

"What do you want to do?" I asked while lifting the lid of the lunch box behind me to avoid his sudden grabbing hand.

Gerald stared at my hands and arms, making sure he couldn't see the food box I hid behind him, so he sat back obediently.When I took out the lunch box from behind again, he pounced on me again.

"What are you in a hurry for?" I put my palm on his forehead and pushed him away, "Why, didn't I feed you in the morning? Are you so hungry?"

Gerrard was pushed back against his forehead by me, his eyesight was controlled, he could only grab a few times in the air with both hands randomly, and then he died down again and became quiet.

I let go, and held the lunch box with both hands up and down, watching his eyes to prevent another surprise attack from him.He seemed to have given up trying to grab the lunch box from me, looking at me innocently with wide open eyes.

"I've seen this kind of look from you a lot, don't try to fool me." I opened the lunch box with extremely slow movements, fiddled with it a few times with a fork, and shook a piece of vegetable.

So he did another thing that surprised me—his eyes shifted left and right with the shaking food in my hand, and then he leaned forward and leaned over, opening his mouth and biting the bottom of the vegetable leaf.I raised my eyebrows, watching the scene with interest.After successfully snatching the vegetable leaf, he backed away, chewing the food with his lips tightly closed, and continued to stare at me eagerly with his eyes open.

I laughed out loud.

"After the incident a few days ago, you don't seem to be as dumb as before." I squinted my eyes and looked at his ignorant expression with a smile, "That's right, you are becoming more and more disobedient, and you have learned to learn from me. Grab something, right?"

He had never taken the initiative to take food from me like this before, and would just sit there blankly waiting for me to feed him.This new phenomenon made my mood rise almost endlessly, and the joy in my heart almost filled my chest and filled my whole brain.

I picked up a vegetable leaf again, shook it a few times and put it back, looked at his ready-to-moving eyes thoughtfully, and said, "Open your mouth."

Gerald looked at me impassively.

"Open your mouth." I said again.He even opened his mouth to demonstrate to him.It's a behavior I've been repeating for weeks, no matter how many times I do it.

And this time Gerrard did surprise me, even more than he took the initiative to snatch the food. He listened to me, approached obediently, and opened his mouth.

I couldn't control the smile in the corner of my eyes, so I just showed him a rare gentle and bright smile, and threw the vegetable leaves into his mouth, "Good boy."

In the past few days, he has finally learned how to just tear off the food without biting off the fork, and today he finally knows how to follow a small instruction from me. In the eyes of normal people, these behaviors are simply as insignificant as leaves Falling is such a simple and monotonous little thing, but for Gerrard, it is a breakthrough.

The overuse of his brain the other day may have caused his active cells to start fighting the virus oppressing his brain again, and he may have begun to understand a little bit of everything I say now.He began to learn to make some strange and novel moves after listening to every word I said, instead of listening to me with a deadpan face, not understanding or responding to whatever I said before.He has even gradually begun to judge the meaning of every behavior of mine. For example, when I came in with a mouth cleaner, he would subconsciously move closer to a place far away from me-although I personally find it funny and not difficult to understand , but he seems to really hate this artifact that invades his mouth every day.

But I will still do the cleaning that needs to be done. Maintaining personal hygiene is the most important thing.At the same time, I'm planning to find a time to give him a bath—first, I have to get rid of his interfering pile of hair.

Xin Duoli is the only one who has researched hair care in the entire institute, and I don't feel at ease letting anyone get close to him, whether it's for Gerald's safety or the safety of other people.

"Haircut?" Xin Duoli looked at me with incredible eyes, and asked in a surprised tone, "Doctor, are you not satisfied with your hairstyle?"

"I'm not dissatisfied with my hairstyle." I made a random reason, "It's just a whim and I want to learn. If you have time, please teach me."

"My job is to assist the doctor in your work, so there is no problem in this aspect..." Xin Duoli gradually lowered her volume, looked at me with blinking eyes, and asked in an uncertain tone: "Doctor, do you want to give the serial number 27 haircut?"

This little girl has always been willing and able to pay attention to the little things around her, and I'm not surprised she guessed it. If it was Dab, he would not be able to think of Gerald if he gave him a hundred brains.I smiled at her and nodded, "Yes."

"Although I am willing to help you, I believe you will not let me get close to number 27. After all, it is too dangerous, and he seems to only listen to you alone." Xin Duoli curled her fingers on the Before his chin, he easily guessed my thoughts, "I can indeed teach you, but it is better to practice in this aspect, just like every time we do experiments, we have to experience failures before we can reach the final conclusion... …So, whose hair are you going to contact? Shall I go buy some wigs?"

"Buy it." I nodded again in agreement, "But wigs are only available in urban areas, and it will take a few days to deliver them. In these few days," I took advantage of the joyful mood and was willing to make jokes, smiling. "How about using your little boyfriend's hair? He hasn't had a cut in like a few weeks, and I can barely see his eyes."

Xin Duoli burst out laughing, then immediately stopped her expression and nodded to me pretending to be serious, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes, "Don't worry, doctor, I will definitely do my job well .”

After dinner, accompanied by Xin Duoli, I dragged the terrified Daib into an empty laboratory.People around looked at us with puzzled faces, probably not quite understanding what happened.

"Do you need to explain it to others?" Xin Duoli asked me, "otherwise everyone will wonder if Deb did something wrong again to offend you."

"It doesn't matter, they will understand after a while." I patted the shoulder of Deb whose face was still full of confusion and fear, "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a normal experiment with me. It’s really a work thing.”

"...Is there any normal experiment that requires my hair to be cut off?!" Deb helplessly raised his hands to cover his head, "Although you have made extraordinary achievements in medicine, I have always respected you very much, But that doesn't mean I believe you have any experience in barbering."

"That's really congratulations that you are about to become the first haircut object in my life."

"In this respect, I don't feel honored at all!" Deb cried out wanting to cry.

I ignored him, turned around and nodded to Xin Duoli, "Please, please teach me as much as possible, I don't really want to ruin this guy's handsome and sunny image in the eyes of others, lest others Make fun of your relationship by the way."

"I'll do my best, doctor." Xin Duoli smiled softly at Dai Bu who barely showed a reassuring look after hearing what I said.The young man probably felt his heart melt into this smile, and the uneasy expression just now disappeared in an instant, and he became more relaxed.

That's good, I'd like it if you like it, if I really ruin his hair later, I won't have too much resentment towards me.I thought with a smile.

After nearly two hours of teaching, Dai Bu wore a fairly passable hairstyle, was pulled by Xin Duoli's soft hands, and went on a date with a turbulent heart.I followed them out of the laboratory, shook my sore wrists, put the scissors back in their original places, shrugged my shoulders to my colleagues who were watching curiously, said good night by the way, and went back to my room went.