Chapter 10 Are You Hurt?
"Huh——"
Seeing Wang Tao agreed, Ding Yuqin was relieved.
She had just prepared to be rejected by Wang Tao, after all, Wang Tao didn't even want her to enter the house yesterday - when she thought of this, she still had some resentment in her heart.
Wang Tao opened the door and handed a slightly smaller package to Ding Yuqin.
"Sister-in-law, please help me take this in."
"Okay——Ouch!"
After Ding Yuqin took it, she felt her hand sink. She was too weak and had no strength at all.
Wang Tao reached out to hold the bundle and said helplessly:
"Sister-in-law, it's okay, I'll do it..."
"Hey, it's okay, I, I can do it!"
She finally found an excuse to go into Wang Tao's house, and she didn't want to waste it.
"Okay."
Wang Tao let go of his hand and watched Ding Yuqin tremblingly carry the small bundle in. He quickly took the rest of the things home and closed the door.
"Wow~"
Ding Yuqin knew that Wang Tao had a lot of supplies, but when she saw them with her own eyes, she was still a little amazed.
"Alas, they are all useless things..."
Wang Tao sighed.
Most of these things are sundries. The most important things, such as food, are actually not many. As for weapons, only the three steel pipes are qualified, and for the time being, they are really useless.
"...Hey, Wang Tao, how about your sister-in-law come to help you clean up? You are too messy!"
Ding Yuqin ignored Wang Tao's Versailles. As she spoke, she had already started to do it.
"Okay."
Wang Tao did not refuse.
The things at home are indeed messy. He either ate, slept, exercised, or went to fight zombies these two days, and he had no time to clean up.
Ding Yuqin wore a white hip skirt that showed off her figure today. Her hair was tied up high, revealing her slender and snowy neck. A platinum necklace was deeply sunken in the ravine.
Perhaps she knew that there was no zombie threat in the corridor, so she also wore a pair of brown high heels that were not convenient for escaping. With a pair of flesh-colored stockings that fit tightly against her skin, it added a lot of sexiness and charm.
Wang Tao watched her squatting on the ground, sorting the items skillfully, and then he took his eyes away from her legs.
Seeing Wang Tao's back as he left, Ding Yuqin's tense body relaxed a lot.
She could feel Wang Tao's eyes on her wantonly, and she regretted dressing up a little. What if Wang Tao got wild... she couldn't resist at all.
She just thought at the time that since she was asking for help, she had to have an attitude of asking for help, at least be clean and tidy, not so sloppy.
Fortunately, Wang Tao left after looking for a while, and did not do anything out of the ordinary.
"How could I doubt Wang Tao? If it weren't for him, I would have starved to death. He is a good man!"
...
Wang Tao took off his equipment in the bathroom, took out the books inside and put them away separately. These were life-saving things and could not be exposed to water.
Then he took off the coat stained with some zombie blood and washed it with water alone. After rinsing, take off the other clothes and wash them in the washing machine.
While taking a shower, Wang Tao frowned at the bruise on his right arm.
This is where he was injured today. The zombie slapped him and 5 drops of blood were taken away.
He didn't feel any pain when he was fighting and looting just now. Now when he touches hot water or touches it lightly, he feels a piercing pain. He even suspects that he has injured his bones.
Wang Tao was still thinking before, he was slapped by a zombie, there was no wound, and it didn't hurt, how could he lose 5 drops of blood? After all, he only has a little over a hundred blood in total. Could it be that the zombie slapped him a few more times and killed him directly?
He felt a little unreasonable.
But now it seems that this is not unreasonable, but very reasonable. Because people have an upper limit to their tolerance for pain.
It doesn't mean that only beheading or stabbing the heart will kill you. Even some pain on the surface of the body may kill you alive.
The bruise on Wang Tao's body is definitely not fatal, but if there are more such scars, or even if the bones are injured, he might die of pain. So it is reasonable to lose 5 drops of blood.
This blood bar, unlike some games, only represents the amount of blood, it also represents the health of the body.
This can also explain why the blood bar on Ding Yuqin's head is only 15.
Although Ding Yuqin was not attacked, her health has been declining under conditions such as hunger and fear. If no one helps her, she might end up starving to death or scared to death...
After taking a shower, Wang Tao wore long pants on his lower body and a vest on his upper body, exposing his arms. His bruise hurts when touched, although he can bear it, but there is no need to torture himself.
I have to say that Ding Yuqin is quite capable.
While Wang Tao was taking a shower, she had already sorted out many things. These things are neatly arranged together, which is comfortable to look at.
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, take a break."
Wang Tao said.
"Ah? It's okay, it's okay, just wait a little longer!"
Ding Yuqin looked up and saw Wang Tao's explosive muscles and that unfamiliar but handsome face, she quickly lowered her head again.
Not long after, these things were simply classified. There weren't too many things, and there was no need to classify them too finely.
Wang Tao was thinking that they shouldn't be wasted, so he picked up these things like picking up garbage, whether they would be useful or not was another matter.
Ding Yuqin's legs were a little sore from squatting. She was about to stand up when she suddenly felt a black screen in front of her eyes and her body fell backwards uncontrollably.
Wang Tao was quick to grab Ding Yuqin's waist.
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?"
Ding Yuqin's face was very pale. There was a blood loss sign on her head.
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Good man, she just packed up her things and still lost blood? Is it a scam?
And she only had a little blood. Would she die if she slapped her? Wang Tao thought a little evilly.
"I'm fine... maybe I'm anemic..."
After resting in Wang Tao's arms for a while, Ding Yuqin quickly broke free from Wang Tao's arms, awkwardly gathered the broken hair around her ears, and a blush appeared on her pale face.
"Huh? Are you injured?" But when she saw the bruises on Wang Tao's arms, she was immediately startled and subconsciously took a step back.
"Yeah."
Wang Tao nodded and didn't say much. After all, being injured is not a glorious thing.
Ding Yuqin thought Wang Tao was infected. But when she saw that there were only bruises and no wounds, and Wang Tao was very calm, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Ding Yuqin felt that her step back just now seemed a little inappropriate, so she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Wang Tao's arm, gently stroking the muscles around the bruises, and said softly:
"I have some experience in treating injuries..."