Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book

Meimu was so scared that it followed her every step.

Jiang Miaomiao turned around and touched its big head with tears in her eyes.

“Would you hate me if I took you with me?”

It didn’t understand and desperately shrank into her arms, just wanting to hide in that safe embrace forever.

It was getting dawn, and things in the villa became clear.

The door of the next room was completely smashed, the corridor was terrible, and the walls were full of blood and stains, shocking.

Jiang Miaomiao found an electric drill and hammer she had never used before.
She used anti-theft window scraps and broken wooden boards and demolished another table.
Before the zombies came back, all the doors and windows there were sealed.

After that, she didn’t rest.
She brought a bucket of water, first dragged the wall and the ground with a mop, changed the water and used a rag to wipe it inch by inch.

 

After wiping it, she couldn’t smell a trace of blood, so she sprayed the whole room with disinfectant several times and gave up until the tears flowed.

It had taken a morning to finish this, and Jiang Miaomiao walked to the window and looked carefully.

The zombies came back one after another, and it didn’t seem to be the same as yesterday.

“It’s time for lunch.”

She said to herself, running downstairs to wash rice and cook.

Lu Qiming likes to eat vegetables.
She especially fried all the vegetables she grew.
After cooking, she took out the snacks confiscated from his room and put them on the table.

Jiang Meimu smelled the smell of food and wagged its tail at her.

She fed it a few sips, but she didn’t start.
She sat at the table and looked at the door, expecting the person in her heart to come back.

As time passed, she glanced at her watch countless times, and from the corner of her eye, she saw one of his shoes on the shoe rack, and she walked over and squatted down.

His shoes are very big, size 45, longer than her arms, and look like two boats.

These shoes seem to have been found in the supermarket.
He took a fancy to the sports style at a glance and took two pairs directly.

Before that, he was wearing slippers found at the neighbor’s house next door.
The male owner’s feet were too small.
When he walked, he stepped on the ground with his heels, and she laughed at him many times.

Recalling that picture, Jiang Miaomiao couldn’t help laughing again, holding his shoes and reluctant to put them down.

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The door was knocked on, and she stood up reflexively, holding his shoes to open the door.

A tall figure was outside the door, covered in mud, with only two eyes showing.

He seemed so tired that he leaned against the door frame, but he was dissatisfied when he saw her open the door so quickly.

“Aren’t you afraid of being a zombie?”

Jiang Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then stammered: “Zombies, zombies don’t knock on doors…

He snorted and laughed lowly, his voice like a mellow cello sound.

Jiang Miaomiao only reacted at this time and said in shock:

“You’re back?!”

After being chased by so many zombies, you actually retreated?

“Go in and talk.”

He looked at the zombies outside the courtyard and walked through the door by himself.

Jiang Miaomiao locked the door and quickly followed.
Before she had time to ask, he fell heavily on her and leaned on her shoulder, and howled twice.

“I’m hurt, it hurts.”

Where did Jiang Miaomiao have the mind to ask anything else, and said nervously: “Where is the injury? Is it serious?”

 

Lu Qiming pointed to his leg, but it was covered with mud, and she couldn’t see clearly.

She tried her best to lift up the heavy body like a hill, took him to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and rushed.

The water washed away the silt, and the injuries gradually became apparent.

Initially, Jiang Miaomiao was quite angry when she heard him speak, thinking he was pretending to be pitiful.
Still, now that she looked closer, the severity was beyond her imagination.

A wound on the right leg runs from the small portion to the middle of the thigh, the width of which is as wide as two fingers, and the flesh is valgus.

There is a seven or eight-centimeter hole in the abdomen sideways, and from the traces on the edges, it looks like it was scratched out abruptly by a nail.

The shoulder was probably hit by something and was bruised a lot.
She pressed it gently, and he immediately sweated in pain.

In addition, there are so many small wounds that it is impossible to count.

The silt absorbed the blood and just stopped the bleeding for him.

But looking at the pale flesh and blood soaked into it, she couldn’t imagine how he walked back alone.

If I replaced him with myself, I was afraid that I would die on the spot in pain.

Jiang Miaomiao hugged him and used a shower to flush the mud on his face.
Because she was so sad, her voice changed.

“Lu Qiming, where are your clothes?”

He looked into her wet eyes and smiled feebly.

 

“I don’t know.
Maybe it fell somewhere.”

“How did you escape?”

“They kept chasing me.
I was so tired when I ran to the suburbs.
When I saw a quagmire, I jumped in and hid until dawn.”

“Why didn’t you open the door last night? Didn’t you hear me?”

“What do you do when I open the door? Give you a chance to die with them?”

He pinched her face mockingly, but his strength was as small as a fly tickling, and he put down his hand and sighed.

“Oh, I’m so hungry.”

Jiang Miaomiao held back her tears and accelerated.

“I’ll take a bath for you first, and you’ll eat later.
I’ve made all the meals.”

“Well, I want to eat green vegetables…”

Lu Qiming’s voice gradually became smaller, and his eyes closed.
Jiang Miaomiao was so scared that she quickly slapped him in the face and pinched him for fear that he would never wake up after falling asleep.

He could not laugh or cry.

 

“I’m too tired, sleep for a while, don’t hit me.”

“You are not allowed to die.”

“I’m not going to die… I’m not going to die…”

He murmured a few words and fell asleep again.

Jiang Miaomiao didn’t dare to disturb him anymore.
After washing the mud, she dried him with a bath towel, let him lie on the bathroom floor, and applied medicine to him.

The wound is so big that it needs stitches.
There are sewing kits brought back from the supermarket in the warehouse, but she has no courage to sew human flesh with her bare hands.

Lu Qiming didn’t wake up.
Whether to sew needles and wait for him to wake up to discuss? Now apply for the medicine first.

The powder was sprinkled on the wound, and she could imagine the extent of the pain, but he just hummed twice and didn’t wake up.

Wrapping the bandage, she pushed Lu Qiming and shouted in his ear.：

“Wake up and have dinner.”

The other party was motionless.
If it weren’t for regular breathing, it would be like death.