The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Regarding Feng Xihui's injury, Rong Ling's indifference was not like a member of a team.

The person in charge couldn't help but glanced at her more, then turned to Meng Zhan and the others and said, "Of course there is serum, but it's just that it's just been developed. Not to mention that the efficacy of the medicine has not been confirmed, and the quantity is very small, and it is determined by experiments. The special management of the room..."

He hesitated, obviously considering whether the injured girl in front of him was worth spending a serum they had finally developed.

Even if it is a base, it is not equal to an orphanage. It is impossible to do things that are not beneficial.

Meng Zhan's expression was displeased, and even his thick eyebrows were frowned, but there were priorities, and the top priority was to get Feng Xihui out of danger as soon as possible: "Her ability is infinite storage."

Hearing this sentence, the person in charge instantly brightened his eyes: "Please wait a moment, I will contact the laboratory immediately."

But before that, the lady named Bai Lucong must be isolated from the others.

Otherwise, if she suddenly turned into a zombie, everyone in the base would be doomed.

Rong Ling supported Qin Ge, and waited impatiently for the person in charge to finish these tasks before he finally thought of this way: "Miss, please wait a moment, I'll call someone to pick you up right away."

Although Rong Ling has no special abilities,? But her teammates are all very powerful, and the person in charge naturally dare not neglect her.

Coupled with the fact that Rong Ling was full of coldness, he obviously didn't have any special abilities, but he couldn't help but want to please him.

The person in charge called another person: "Angkor, please take Miss Rong to the apartment."

The man named Angkor was full of beards and a burly figure. As soon as he approached, his eyes scrutinized Rong Ling maliciously.

The person in charge seems to know very well what kind of virtue Angkor is. It’s just that the end of the world is approaching, and there are not many available manpower in the base. Come here, Angkor remember to find a spacious apartment."

The man laughed: "Come on, don't you feel relieved that I, Wu Fa, will handle things? Miss Rong will come with me."

Rong Ling squinted her eyes. She was not afraid of Wu Fa's tricks at all, so she supported Qin Ge and walked away with him.

There are three types of housing at the base, one is a collective dormitory for ordinary people, and the other is an apartment with a better environment and specially provided for supernatural beings.

The third type is of course reserved for high-level living.

The apartment Rong Ling went to looked like it had just been built, and it wasn't even full of people.

Wu Fa took her into an apartment: "How about this house? Ms. Rong and her party have three beauties, and a house with three bedrooms and one living room is just right."

After finishing speaking, he laughed again: "But it depends on whether that friend of Miss Rong can survive, otherwise, there will be an empty room in this room..."

"Have you said enough?" After putting Qin Ge down on the sofa, Rong Ling didn't look at him, "If there's nothing else, you can leave."

Wu Fa was taken aback, he didn't expect Rong Ling's reaction to be so flat.

She didn't try to please him like some newcomers who just entered the base, nor did she react indifferently like a hot-tempered supernatural person who scolded him or taught him a lesson, which confused Wu Fa.

At this moment, Qin Ge on the sofa moved, and seemed to be awake.

Although he is a big man, he can't beat four hands with two fists. Anyway, the future is long. Wu Fa weighed it up and left.

After he left, Rong Ling carefully observed Qin Ge who was on the sofa, and there seemed to be no sign of waking up.

She went downstairs to the caretaker and brought back several sets of quilts and toothbrush cups for daily use.

Rong Ling covered Qin Ge with the blanket first, then locked the door behind him, entered the bathroom and took a hot bath.

Although the base has not yet been fully developed, the infrastructure has kept up, and Rong Ling no longer has to wash it with a bucket of water as before.

The hot water hit the skin, and Rong Ling felt the long-lost refreshment.

She washed herself thoroughly from top to bottom, rubbing out the mud that had accumulated on her skin during the long-distance running and fighting, and felt that her whole body was much lighter.

Rong Ling stopped wearing the dirty blood-stained clothes, and changed into a pale pink suspender dress.

After washing, her skin became more crystal clear and fair, and her wet long hair hung down, covering her delicate collarbone and more scenery.

Just as Rong Ling was brushing his hair casually, the landline in the living room rang.

"Excuse me, is this Miss Rong? Your teammate Bai Lu is about to receive a serum injection. During this period, she needs someone to accompany her."

The person on the other end of the phone had a cold voice, sounding like someone from a laboratory.

"I'm sorry..." Rong Ling remained expressionless, "I'm going to bed soon, I don't have time."

After finishing speaking, she snapped and hung up the phone.

Rong Ling walked out of the bathroom, turned on the hair dryer and began to dry her hair. The hot wind blew against her ears, blocking the endless ringing of the phone from the outside world.

But because of this, Rong Ling didn't notice that Qin Ge on the sofa was woken up by the phone ringing.

"Rong Ling..." Qin Ge who appeared in front of the bathroom door was full of panic, "Lu Cong was hurt by zombies? When did it happen? Why didn't I know?"

Rong Ling sighed softly, and helplessly turned off the hair dryer in his hand.

Qin Ge thought of something more important: "By the way, the people in the laboratory urged you to go, saying that according to the regulations, if no one is with you for observation, you can't rush to inject serum. They are still waiting, why don't you and me go together."

It seemed that he had to go, and Rong Ling no longer refused: "Wait for me..."

She picked up the lipstick in front of the vanity mirror, and painted her lips with bright colors.

Just go, maybe you can enjoy Feng Xihui's slow death posture, which is also an interesting thing.

Putting on a thin coat in Rong Ling, he turned his head and said, "Let's go..."

Qin Ge couldn't help but looked dumbfounded. For some reason, she felt that Rong Ling was like a blooming poppy. With a light pinch of her fingertips, white venom could be quenched from it.

Not only Qin Ge thought this way, when Rong Ling came to the laboratory, Qin Ge also saw the same reaction as himself from their expressions.

However, Meng Zhan reacted the fastest, he coughed lightly: "You are here, Lu Cong has been waiting for you for a long time."

"Where is she?" Rong Ling asked.

"It has been pushed into the confinement room." Meng Zhan said, "Before she was locked in, the doctor asked her who she wanted to accompany, and Lu Cong's answer was you."

He yelled affectionately one by one, Rong Ling curled his lower lip: "I see..."

At this time, the doctor also came out: "Is this Miss Rong? Please come in with us. "

Under everyone's worried eyes, Rong Ling followed the doctor into the confinement room.

It was a square room with dark walls, except for a single light in the middle.

Walking in, Rong Ling saw Feng Xihui lying on the white sheet at a glance.

In order to prevent accidents, her hands were locked by a special device at the head of the bed. One end of the shackles was placed between Feng Xihui's wrists, and the other end was firmly nailed to the wall.

Even if she unfortunately turned into a zombie, she would not have the strength to break free from this chain.

But at this moment, Feng Xihui on the bed had closed his eyes, and his breathing was calm and undulating.

"We have injected anesthesia for Miss Bai, and the serum will be used soon." The doctor explained, "According to experience, factors such as light and noise are likely to induce the zombie virus, so after the serum injection, the room will be locked and the lights will be turned off." They will all be closed, and if there is no mutation within 24 hours, we will open the door, and please be mentally prepared."

"I see..." Rong Ling nodded.

Fortunately, the doctor was still human, so he placed a folding bed and a chair in the corner farthest from the bed, and left a small flashlight and some food, otherwise Rong Ling would have stood hungry all day and all night.

"Now, let's inject the serum." The doctor said, "The anesthetic will lose its effect after two hours. If there is any accident, you can knock on the door and call us."

While speaking, Rong Ling had already dragged the chair to a position not too close to the bed.

She saw the sharp needle tip inserted into Feng Xihui's slender neck, which seemed to be broken if twisted, injecting light amber serum into her body.

Soon, after all this was done, the doctor left Rong Ling with a self-seeking look, closed the door and left.

Soon, the light source turned on from the outside is also turned off.

The room was plunged into darkness, and in this airtight space, nothing could be heard except the breathing of the two of them.

If I had known it was such a boring scene, I shouldn't have said anything.

Rong Ling dragged the chair forward and kicked Feng Xihui on the bed with his legs.

He just kicked her in the waist, but Feng Xihui didn't respond.

It seemed that the anesthetic really worked, Rong Ling retracted his legs in boredom, curled up on the chair with his arms around his knees, and fell asleep with his head up.

The tense nerves of running around for days made her unknowingly relaxed in this environment, and she could easily fall asleep even in a chair.

Rong Ling slept for an unknown amount of time, when suddenly he heard rustling in the darkness.

She opened her eyes suddenly and realized that the source of the voice was Feng Xihui.

"Are you awake?" Rong Ling couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

Before she could follow the doctor's orders, she turned on the flashlight in her hand and pointed it in Feng Xihui's direction.

The strong light made Feng Xihui squint her eyes. Even if she closed her eyes, Rong Ling would not hesitate to shine a flashlight directly into her eyes.

Seeing that Feng Xihui quickly returned to his usual calm, Rong Ling felt bored and stopped.

Unexpectedly, Feng Xihui licked his lips at this moment: "Is there any water?"

She is a little thirsty.

Rong Ling sneered: "Shangshen Feng is thinking too much. This is a ward, not a fairy world. Where can I bring you the fine liquid?"

The sarcasm in her words was not concealed, and Feng Xihui clenched his fingers tightly under the quilt.

Rong Ling originally planned to make her thirsty like this, but suddenly thought of something wicked.

The confinement room did leave enough water for himself to drink, Rong Ling walked towards the cabinet where the water was kept: "But since you want to drink, I'm not a stingy person..."

Rong Ling poured water into the paper cup and turned it back.

She leaned over and brought the rim of the cup to Feng Xihui's lips.

Knowing that there was a deceit in it, Feng Xihui still opened his lips in a mysterious way, trying to swallow the cup of clear spring.

But how could Rong Ling make her wish come true, as expected, she suddenly raised her wrist, and all the water in the cup poured out.

Feng Xihui, who was lying flat and defenseless, was choked by the water and began to cough violently.

Rong Ling was overjoyed, and his eyes were full of evil smiles: "Sorry, my hand slipped."

Having said that, Rong Ling's hands were not polite.

She picked Feng Xihui's wet long hair away from her cheeks with her fingers, and her tone sank: "Feng Xihui, you have to suffer for yourself, you have today."

Feng Xihui couldn't listen to her vicious threats at all.

The fingers that Rong Ling caressed on her cheeks were thin and soft. While fighting with the zombies with weapons, the fingertips had a thin layer of calluses, but the nails were still glowing with a pink luster.

She also has the unique scent of shower gel after taking a bath.

Feng Xihui couldn't help wanting to bite her hand.

But you can't bite.

Feng Xihui lowered his eyes.

Rong Ling will be angry.

But this impulse was hard to restrain, Feng Xihui couldn't help it, she stuck out the tip of her tongue, like a puppy, and lightly licked Rong Ling's palm which was close at hand.

The author has something to say: Great, ready to lick it with my tongue. jpg