Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Lin Zheng was furious, his teeth chattering. The creepy grinding sound could be faintly heard even by Jingzhi, who was one meter away.

This time, she really didn't know how to comfort Lin Zheng.

Obviously, that thing means a lot to Lin Zheng.

Otherwise he would never have been so careful to wrap it tightly with a large piece of yellow cloth.

Jingzhi just glanced at the sword.

Its appearance is indeed extraordinary. The sword body is black and red in color, and the whole sword is shiny and glossy, which is obviously the result of the owner's daily careful care.

Jingzhi sighed inwardly, this silly boy named Xia was even more reckless than her this time!

Xia Youren, who was still squatting in a horse stance stupidly, was also scared.

He was very familiar with that sword.

From childhood to adulthood, the sword was either enshrined behind the Lin family's altar, or held in Lin Zheng's arms, carefully applying wood wax oil.

He swallowed hard, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with one hand, and picked up the broken sword from the ground with the other hand, carefully handing it to Lin Zheng, stammering and explaining:

"Uncle...Uncle, this really can't be blamed on me! She...she's frozen like a saury, so hard that even if you use a real knife to poke her, you definitely can't penetrate her..."

Do you know how to say this now?

Where is the arrogant attitude that just said he is not good enough and old?

Lin Zheng pressed two fingers against the throbbing veins on his forehead and walked towards him. His low voice was filled with the danger of exploding. "It's no use calling me daddy this time!"

Jingzhi raised her hand to look at her watch, then frowned, took two quick steps, and grabbed his wrist.

Lin Zheng paused, obviously not expecting Jingzhi to do such a thing.

His furious eyes froze for a moment, and he first looked down at his wrist which was tightly held by Jingzhi, then his gaze moved up quickly like lightning and met Jingzhi's gaze directly.

However, to Lin Zheng's disappointment, he did not see a trace of personal feelings in Jingzhi's eyes, but only full of eagerness and attention to business.

His fluctuating emotions were like being hit hard by a heavy hammer, and suddenly swung to the bottom.

She said, "There are still 10 minutes left, and it's time to get down to business."

Xia Youren stood up straight abruptly, moving sideways until he was hiding behind her. "Ah, right, right, we need to deal with the zombies first."

As he spoke, he was very tactful this time and picked up the yellow cloth that was used to wrap the broken sword to wrap it up, fearing that he would cause Lin Zheng's dissatisfaction again.

Jingzhi was like a timely rain that suddenly poured down from the crater of a volcano. Even though Lin Zheng was so angry that he was fuming, he had to suppress his anger and use some rationality to think about how to destroy the corpse.

After just staring at the zombie for a few seconds, he came to a conclusion—

"Burned."

"Where is it burning?"

Jingzhi looked at his determined eyes and her eyebrows jumped, "Are you going to burn it here?"

"Ah."

Jingzhi's brows furrowed tighter and tighter. She pointed upwards and said, "First of all, there's not much ventilation here. We'll be suffocated to death. Secondly, there are not only patients up there, but also hospital security guards."

"Uncle, how about taking it outside and burning it?" Xia Youren suggested.

Take them out. There are two such big lumps of ice. The legs can’t bend and the waist can’t be bent. How can you take them out without anyone noticing?

These two ice sculptures can't fit into his car.

After only a brief thought, Lin Zheng directly rejected Xia Youren's naive suggestion, "If there is no way to take it with you and it cannot be destroyed on the spot..."

"Forget it, let's put it on first just in case." He sighed in some difficulty.

Just as he squatted down and was about to reach into the cloth pocket to take out the talisman paper.

Suddenly, a slight quarrel came from the corridor outside.

Although the sound was not loud, it was particularly abrupt in the rarely visited environment of the underground first floor.

His heart tightened and he quickly stopped.

He could only hear the two male voices arguing in low voices, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, obviously coming towards him.

"Why did you steal my medicine?!"

"Who told you to bite me? The professor said that biting directly or indirectly will have the same result. I don't want to turn into a zombie."

"But the doctor said it usually takes three applications to heal. What should I do if you take my medicine?"

"What should I do? If you apply the medicine, you still have time to go find the doctor and get medicine. If I don't apply the medicine, I will probably die before you.

Besides, the doctor said that unless we can draw zombie blood to make serum, there is no way to cure it..."

……

"Quick! Hide!"

Jingzhi had already reached the door. When she saw who was coming, she quickly turned around and urged the two of them almost in her breath.

Xia Youren lowered his voice and asked, "What about the zombies?"

Jingzhi's eyes quickly swept across the room, finally landing on the empty morgue next to Xia Youren.

Without thinking, she reached out and grabbed the white cloth that had fallen to the side and threw it up with force.

The white cloth floated down above the two zombies like a white cloud.

Fortunately, white cloth is generally long and is more than enough to cover two zombies.

Xia Youren's wise eyes moved, and he lay down directly on the morgue bed next to him, covered his head with a white cloth, and died on the spot.

There was only one morgue left.

There's no room for both of them.

There was a creaking sound as the door was pushed open.

Jingzhi's pupils suddenly shrank.

Without any hesitation, she immediately reached out and embraced Lin Zheng, and her body suddenly lowered, and like an agile cat, she quickly rolled under Xia Youren's bed.

The morgue bed is only seventy or eighty centimeters wide.

Jingzhi and Lin Zheng had no choice but to lie sideways facing each other in this narrow space.

The white cloth hanging in front of him was still seven or eight centimeters from the ground.

Through this gap, Jingzhi could clearly see two pairs of feet at the door, stepping carefully on the frost and mist, and tiptoeing in.

Because of the tension and the chill that penetrated her heart, Jingzhi's arm muscles began to stiffen slightly, and she even forgot to let go of him.

Instead, she unconsciously tightened her arms around his waist.

You know, the temperature in the morgue is as cold as an ice cellar, not to mention the floor that has been frozen like an ice brick by the air conditioner all year round.

But strangely, Lin Zheng didn't feel cold at all.

Instead, she felt a stream of heat rising continuously from the collar of his clothes, and a blush crept up on her exposed neck.

Lin Zheng silently looked away, fearing that if they suddenly looked at each other, his face would turn red and he would lose face.

However, his wandering gaze inevitably moved down and landed on her arms that were tightly wrapped around him.

As soon as he took a closer look, all his lingering fantasies disappeared instantly when his eyes touched the goose bumps on her arms caused by the frostbite.

Lin Zheng pursed his lips, quietly lifted up his suit jacket, and gently covered the exposed skin on her arm.

As if she felt the fabric with his body temperature, she suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on Lin Zheng, her brows furrowed, her lips slightly opened, and she mouthed "Don't... move..." to him.

She caught the evasive gaze, as if time had stopped at this moment.

He could clearly see the dark pupils in her eyes shrinking slightly.

Lin Zheng was very careful, holding his breath, and nodded imperceptibly with his neck stiff...

"found it!"

"It's too hard, the needle can't go in!"

There was a rustling sound outside, which distracted Lin Zheng's attention. He pricked up his ears unconsciously, wanting to hear what was happening outside.

Jingzhi was the first to look away and carefully observe the situation outside.

Lin Zheng quietly let out a breath, but his peripheral vision involuntarily shifted to her face.

At this moment, the arc of her brow suddenly widened and her head tilted slightly.

Lin Zheng's heart tightened. Did she discover something?

His pupils began to tremble uncontrollably.

Could it be that he failed to hide his little thoughts and they were exposed?

Then...will she reject him coldly like she rejected Xie Yao?

After all, in fact, he is not even as good as Xie Yao.

Most importantly, would she feel disgusted that he, a middle-aged man with a daughter, had inappropriate feelings for her?

Lin Zheng's heart was in turmoil. He quickly lowered his eyes and retracted his fiery gaze, fearing that he would see the disgust in her eyes.

After sorting out his emotions for a while, he slowly raised his eyes.

When he raised his eyes, Lin Zheng's heart sank suddenly.

The reason was not her, but the two thieves who were moving the corpse.

It turns out that she was frowning because they were stealing corpses?

He was overthinking it again. While Lin Zheng was relieved, he became annoyed with the two people outside.

Asking him to treat corpse poison, isn't that a perfect match for his profession?

You have to come and steal the corpse!

It would really cause him trouble.

"Are we moving the male corpse as well? One is enough, right?"

"Don't be lazy! The professor said that only when all three members of the family are present can we get a good price."

Lin Zheng was annoyed with the two people outside, and the only remaining emotional nerve in his mind was not very happy at the moment.

The distance between him and her was so close that he could even feel her breath, but it all seemed to be just his one-man show.

Her emotional fluctuations towards him were not as great as those towards the two thieves outside the door.

It's impossible to say that I'm not lost.

He couldn't help but smile silently, thinking that maybe this was what they called wishful thinking.

"Let's go!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and the sound gradually faded away.

It was not until the last door clicked shut that the whole room returned to silence.

Jingzhi kept her body tense.

Only after she was sure that the person outside the door had left did she let go of Lin Zheng as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders. With a grunt, she quickly rolled out from under the bed.

After his arms felt empty, the frosty air swirled into Lin Zheng's gray T-shirt, making him shiver all over.

There seemed to be a faint scent of her body lingering in my nose.

It seems to be there and not there, yet it is so real.

Lin Zheng took a deep breath and raised his eyes. All his emotions were hidden deep in his heart. At this moment, his sharp eyes only showed his determination to kill the zombie.

Lin Zheng quickly covered his coat, as if to trap the remaining fragrance in his arms.

With the same swift somersault, he rolled out from under the bed, pushed the floor with his broken sword, and ran after him without hesitation.

"Hey, wait for me!"