The Walking Dead

On the fifth day after the third team left the base, when the governor was about to run out of food, Daryl and his party finally returned to the prison.

After tossing around for several days, they did not find any useful medicine, but they brought back a person, a woman who was more effective than any medicine——Dr. Stevens.

And her entire studio.

Seeing the familiar black female doctor suddenly, Tasia's tense mind finally relaxed.

"Thank you for coming." She gave Stevens a gentle hug.

"Hey, nice to meet you too, but I didn't come here voluntarily," Stevens grumbled insincerely, smiling, "You guys are so rude, they almost knocked down my infirmary." Lose."

She winked at Tasia, with a childlike misery in her eyes, "You have to tell those rough people that it's not wise to offend a doctor."

"I will," Tasia laughed, and then solemnly said, "The governor will leave it to you in the future."

Stevens grinned, his white teeth shining brightly, turned around and yelled at a group of strong men who were unloading: "Be careful! My medical equipment is precious. If you break one, I'll sell you all!" I can’t even afford it!”

Moore, who was removing an oxygen machine, raised his eyebrows and bared his teeth.

"Forget it. Forgive that crazy woman. The way we drag her out of Woodbury is really not decent." T-boy took his arm with the sleeves rolled up and pushed him back.

Moore snorted and curled his lips: "Who told them to clean up all the medical offices within a hundred miles, otherwise I wouldn't want to rush into that crappy place to arrest people."

Just as he was talking, he saw Old Dell circling around the truck, and Moore raised his voice and yelled at him, "Hey, old man, what are you doing, don't think you don't need to move things when you're old, come here quickly! "

Old Dale waved his backhand indifferently, and touched the bullet holes on the carriage, shaking his head and sighing.

"This old man must be in a daze." The corner of Moore's mouth twitched. These people are now less and less afraid of him. He really doesn't know whether to be happy or sad, "The car was not damaged by those bastards, should I Such a pity."

"Don't talk about it, hurry up and get some rest. These days have really suffocated me. Sleeping in the truck every day is so uncomfortable. I miss the soft bed in the prison," said the man passing by with his things. Sean stopped beside the two of them and patted Moore on the shoulder, "Don't call me for dinner later, just save some for me, and eat when I wake up."

Stevens was very efficient, while instructing people to put all kinds of equipment in the governor's room, and put some in the next door.When she saw the little zombie chained in the compartment not far away, she couldn't help frowning.

When Tasia walked into the governor's room, Stevens mixed the medicine and gave him a skin test, and asked casually, "Is that zombie in the prison your relative?"

Tasia was silent. She didn't want to deceive this kind doctor, but she also didn't want to reveal the secret that the Governor had been hiding all along without authorization, so she kept silent.

After getting no answer from her for a long time, Stevens looked back at her, hung up the infusion bag, and skillfully inserted the needle into the governor's blood vessel, "If it's not convenient for you to speak, forget it, I can pretend I didn't see anything."

"Thank you," Tasia breathed a sigh of relief, and promised repeatedly gratefully, "Don't worry, I won't let it escape."

"That would be the best. I don't want to devote my energy to dealing with zombies when I am doing serious things," Stevens connected the instrument to the Governor's body, and turned to her with satisfaction, "He is now The main problem is excessive blood loss. I have done what I should do, and the rest is up to you.

These days, you'd better be able to accompany him often, talking, or reading.Believe me, he might hear it all. "

Tasia nodded obediently.study?The question is, where are the books in the prison.

The library configured in the prison was located at the back, and they didn't have time to deal with the zombies inside. Tasia frowned and threw away the idea of ​​taking someone to clean up the library.That is too inconsistent with Heber's rules. In his mind, regaining books is definitely after defense and planting.

Want to entertain?Yes, the training room in Area A has a lot of equipment for everyone to play games and exercise, isn't it killing two birds with one stone.

Not to mention, a few children in the base now followed Carl there after eating, and even the shy Katisse could not avoid being lured away by them.

Tasia, who had just left the door, saw Darryl leaning against the wall with her arms folded. She stepped forward and kissed the corner of his mouth naturally, and raised her hand to straighten his somewhat messy hair.

Darryl's eyes were unmistakably tired, with dark circles visible under his lids.

The more Tasia looked at it, the more she felt distressed: "Why don't you go back to your room to rest, I can tell Patricia that I will save some good dinner for you. When you wake up, heat it up, and I will serve it to you directly .”

Smiling and saying nothing, Darryl just took her hand and put it on his face: "It's okay, I just came to see you." Seeing her expression of worrying about him wholeheartedly, he was already very satisfied.

Tasia's hand was soft but resilient. Darryl held it, and his heart felt warm. He tilted his head and kissed her palm.

Darryl's lips were slightly cold, and Tasia felt sour in her heart.Recently, her whole heart has been hung on the governor whose life or death is uncertain, but she has neglected the most important person.

She took a step forward, tightly hooked his neck and stuck to his arms: "Go back, I will accompany you."

"Okay." Darryl bowed his head and hugged her petite body tenderly, rubbing his cheek against the top of her head.

The two bodies fit together like a perfect circle.

Holding hands and returning to Area C, they walked upstairs without participating in the conversation of the people gathered in the restaurant.

"When did you get a new curtain?" Darryl stood at the door of his room suspiciously, looking up and down at the embroidered curtain with gorgeous tassels.

Tasia smiled and said nothing, this effect was what she wanted, and it was not in vain for her to work hard for several days.

Of course, she didn't embroider the flowers on it, it was already there, she just cut it in the middle of the whole curtain.Tasia tilted her head and winked coquettishly at Daryl: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." Darryl's eyebrows stretched, and he drew Tasia's lips and kissed him. "I prefer such a thoughtful person."

Pulling the fluttering girl into the room, Darryl suddenly added, "Are you sure you want to hang such a good thing on the door? Maybe it will be destroyed again at some point."

It was the triumphant Tasia who wilted in an instant, threw him on the bed in a fit of shame, opened her mouth and bit his ear, "I am willing!"

"Well, you're willing, you're willing," Darryl, who was stretched into big characters, didn't have the strength to subdue her today, so he simply surrendered and let her ride on her body to vent her anger as she pleases, "As long as you like it, it's a death sentence." Get out of the shit, and I won't say anything."

Tasia snorted, rolled over from him and kicked his calf: "Get up and take off your shoes, don't dirty the sheets."

Darryl stretched out on the bed and moved his feet: "I'm too tired, I don't want to move." He was really tired, and he didn't even sleep for eight hours these days.If he hadn't been thinking about Tasia, he might have fallen to the ground and couldn't sleep as soon as he arrived in prison.

In a familiar room and in front of a familiar lover, Darryl completely let go of his defenses. He only felt that his eyelids were too heavy to open, and he didn't even know what Tasia was doing at the moment.

By the time she untied his shoelaces and struggled to pull off his black high-top leather boots, there was already a slight snoring sound on the bed.

Tasia froze for a moment, got up and carefully moved his body upright, then pulled the quilt at the foot of the bed and covered Darryl, then bowed and took out the basin under the bed and went downstairs to catch the water.Although he didn't have time to take a bath, at least he would be much more comfortable with a warm wet kerchief.