Laura stood aside and watched for a while and then walked away. She seemed like she couldn't bear to see the scene where Tang Ji used needles and threads to sew up Christine's flesh. It was not because of the blood, but because she felt sorry for the child from the bottom of her heart, as if she felt sorry for herself.

Like her nephew Jason, she couldn’t bear it. Although Tang Ji was a grown man, Laura now thought she knew very well what kind of person Tang Ji was. Kristen shouldn’t have any problems with it, and neither did she.

You need to stand there and keep watching.

After Laura walked away, Manilla was the only one who was still watching the excitement. She could have walked away. Tangji's small operation, which was hardly considered a surgery, did not require anyone's assistance at all. She refused to leave.

It was to prevent Kristen from being too embarrassed. With her by her side, Kristen would definitely feel better.

Time passed quickly, and Tang Ji suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Christine's elastic butt. "Do you feel it?" Tang Ji asked. The time it takes for anesthetic to take effect after it is injected into the human body is different, and it will be different for everyone.

, there are even some people who are immune to anesthetics for some reason, so although Tang Ji had estimated the time in his mind, he still had to ask.

Kristine stopped crying because she couldn't feel the pain and looked more shy from her expression. She was already interested in Tang Ji, not to mention she was still a sixteen-year-old girl who had never slept with a man. Below

Tang Ji saw them all clearly and even touched them. It's strange that he wasn't shy.

Kristine lay on the ground with her arms pressed together and her head resting on them. She turned around and glanced at Tang Ji's question. She blushed and made a sound that was not much louder than a mosquito: "I don't feel it!"

"That's good..." Tangji said, taking out his small roll of cloth from his arms and spreading it on Christine's legs. There were many surgical instruments on it, and various types of surgical needles were placed on the edge.

, curved somewhat like a fishhook.

Tang Ji had already sterilized Kristen's wound, took out a needle, soaked it with sterile water, threaded it on, and then skillfully sutured Kristen's wound. Kristen's wound was about three centimeters long, very deep, and needed

Four or five stitches were done very quickly. After the stitches were completed, Tang Ji tied the wound with cotton gauze.

"Okay, it will probably take seven or eight days for the stitches to be removed from this wound. You can't move around these days. Come on...slow down..." Tangji and Manilla slowly helped Christine up, and then quickly

Carefully taking off all her pants, Tang Ji seemed to be out of the doctor's state after the operation. Just now he had to clean the wound and perform a minor operation, so he had to look at that area, but now he would not

It was necessary, so Tang Ji tried his best to aim his eyes elsewhere.

Manilla simply wiped the blood stains on Kristen's lower body, then took out underwear and jeans from Kristen's emergency bag and put them on. There was only a spare set of clothes in her bag. Kristen

Because the body was under local anesthesia and it was located on the buttocks, it was impossible to do all this by herself without Manila's help.

"Okay!" Manila helped Kristine put on her belt, touched Kristine's hair and said with a smile. Suddenly she noticed that Tang Ji, who was holding Kristine on the other side, had a strange face and looked a little embarrassed.

Facing the wall, his eyes kept looking at the cracks in the wall. He didn't know what to see there, so he immediately opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Hey! What are you looking at? You saw clearly just now, and now you are pretending to be honest.

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Manila was helping Kristen by opening the conversation. Tang Ji and Kristen had gotten closer to each other by more than one step. Of course, this would make Kristen very embarrassed now.

"Don't talk nonsense..." Tang Ji turned to Kristen and smiled awkwardly, then glared at Manila accusingly, and then said: "I will carry you back and be with everyone!"

Soon, Tangji carried Christine on his back and walked out from the angle formed by the water tank and the small house. Manilla followed behind carrying two backpacks.

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night!

Darkness fell, and the stars in the sky were sparse and slightly brighter. Everyone gathered in the northwest corner of the rooftop, eating by the light of their mobile phones. Christine was lying on the ground with only two pieces of clothing underneath her. The season had already begun.

In summer, it won't be very cold at night, so no one will feel cold.

The anesthesia on Kristen's body has worn off. It's not a problem to get up and move around on her own. As long as she is careful and slow, it will not involve the wound. Because there is a lot of fat on the buttocks, it makes the buttocks look upright. Kristen's face looks like

Manila is still much younger than Manila, but her figure is already very good. She has initially acquired the sexy plump breasts and buttocks that are representative of women, but they are not as obvious as Manila. Her wounds mainly hurt the skin.

As well as subcutaneous fat, muscles appear to be undamaged.

Summer nights are indeed a bit uncomfortable if you are not indoors, there are many mosquitoes, but there is no way, they are stuck here.

As night fell, the zombies became much quieter. They turned around and looked downstairs. They were still so massive and looked hazy in the night.

Tang Ji was hoping that someone would pass by here, but he didn't know how long it would take, so he felt a rare feeling of anxiety in his heart.

That night, Tang Ji suffered from insomnia. He stared at the lights on the skyscrapers in the distance and blinked, but never closed them for a long time. Manilla sat next to him and fell into a deep sleep leaning on his shoulder. Others also

It was like this sooner or later, but he was the only one who still didn't feel sleepy at all until late at night.

Tang Ji's identity has changed. At first, he could be said to be very selfish. He would leave everything behind to live for himself, but now it is completely different. There are already a group of people around him who can be called friends. People are emotional animals. Tang Ji decided at the beginning

When I left together with Old Mike and others, I knew that one day would come to me, and I was even more exhausted mentally and physically because of the emotions I couldn't let go of.

Tang Ji's identity is the leader. Although no one has ever called him that except Jason sometimes jokingly, he still calls Tang Ji affectionately Tang. But Tang Ji knows in his heart that they recognize him. Although he has been called Tang since the end of the world.

It didn't take long, only about ten days, but everyone may have experienced more life and death together than some people in a lifetime, and the trust and feelings built up in those experiences are indelible.

Tang Ji has always been in charge of everything. Tang Ji made the decision to leave Wal-Mart, enter Manhattan, and put down the gun at that time. The road to the dead end today is inseparable from Tang Ji's decisions at that time, although there are some accidents among them.

factors, but there are also inevitable factors. For example, when he decided to leave Wal-Mart, Tang Ji was an idealist. He believed that it would be safe to hide in the countryside, so he left so eagerly. If he had not left at that time, everyone would be lying in bed now.

There are no mosquito bites on Rouran's bed and she can sleep peacefully. Tang Ji might also be inspired to find a place with Manilla to spend the night together. When she wakes up, she can drink beer, watch a movie, play cards or listen to music, as long as she doesn't leave the supermarket.

, you can do whatever you want, life will be very comfortable in a short period of time, and everyone will not be in a desperate situation now.

"am I wrong?"

In the quiet night, looking into the distance alone, Tang Ji asked himself, he didn't know, or he didn't think he was really wrong. Although he was a little radical in order to escape, he had a plan, he had arranged everything clearly, and he had

My own worry is that no place in the city of New York is safe at all. Zombies may break through the door and eat everyone at any time. A plague may break out soon, turning New York into a dead zone.

There is no government or army in the whole world. The disaster has affected every class of mankind. The president is dead. Who can we expect to save these survivors who are trying to escape?

No one comes to save you, you can only save yourself. A safe place is a place with few people before the end of the world. It is not absolutely safe, but relatively speaking. Tang Ji has always thought so, and it is precisely because of this concept that prompted Tang Ji to be so anxious.

Wanting to leave, coupled with the changes along the way, everyone ended up in the situation they are in today. Tang Ji's factors accounted for most of it. It can be said that.

Tang Ji suddenly felt that he was now responsible for their life and death, and this responsibility seemed to be an unbearable burden until Tang Ji had no clue or any way to leave here.

Or, with this kind of self-blame and regret, Tang Ji will be buried among the zombies together with everyone soon.
Chapter completed!