With her deliberate and obvious matchmaking, Xu Qiudong and Song Chiyou sat in the back row.

Because of the zombie outbreak, the transportation system was paralyzed and all kinds of cars were parked on the road.

The owners of these cars were wandering on the road.

The housekeeper wanted to drive more steadily, but the road conditions did not allow it, and Song Chiyou and Xu Qiudong's bodies kept touching.

Song Chiyou's ears blushed, and he said uncomfortably, "Are you in pain now?"

Song Chiyou is a typical person who makes small talk.

He had lived two lives and had only come into contact with a few women, except for his relatives, and even fewer. He didn't know how to chat with women or start a conversation.

Xu Qiudong shook his head slightly, "It doesn't hurt."

After saying that, Xu Qiudong took out a lollipop from his pocket.

Seeing this, Song Chiyou hurriedly took the lollipop from her hand and said, "I'll help you open it."

Xu Qiudong reluctantly let go of his hand.

Song Chiyou seemed to notice Xu Qiudong's aggrieved expression, and found it funny in his heart, but did not show it on his face at all.

Song Chiyou explained softly: "Your hands are inconvenient, so I will help you open it. I don't need yours."

Song Chiyou didn't expect that such an indifferent and domineering person like her would have this side of her.

So fond of sweets.

It wasn't until Song Chiyou tore open the package and put the candy in Xu Qiudong's hand that she completely put her heart at ease.

Xu Qiudong put the lollipop into his mouth, and the sweet taste spread from his mouth.

Her phoenix eyes were also tinged with tenderness because of the sweetness.

The journey was relatively smooth, and the four of them arrived at the hospital that Song Chiyou mentioned.

Just as Song Chiyou said, this place was empty, there was no one and no zombies appeared.

Four people walked in, and Song Chiyou found their warehouse according to his memories of his previous life.

Song Chiyou instructed: "You two go look around and collect some necessary medicines in case of emergency."

Na Kexi responded positively. She was happy to see Xu Qiudong and Song Chiyou alone together.

The housekeeper had no objection and always followed Song Chiyou's lead.

After the two of them left, Song Chiyou turned around and looked for gauze and disinfectants.

Holding a small iron plate, Song Chiyou walked towards Xu Qiudong.

Xu Qiudong leaned against a shelf, his eyes fixed on Song Chiyou, following his every move.

Song Chiyou casually placed the iron plate on the shelf beside him. He took Xu Qiudong's hand, and Xu Qiudong stretched out his hand as he did.

Song Chiyou lowered his eyes and carefully untied the handkerchief in Xu Qiudong's hand.

The light blue handkerchief had already been stained with blood, and because of the long time, the blood on the handkerchief had already dried halfway.

The handkerchief was stuck tightly to her palm, as if it had grown into her flesh over time.

Song Chiyou's hands were shaking. He raised his fox eyes, which were filled with affection, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Xu Qiudong's answer remained unchanged, "It doesn't hurt."

Song Chiyou frowned and held Xu Qiudong's palm with concern, while his other hand gently wiped the area around her wound with iodine.

One after another, the blood-stained cotton balls were thrown into the trash can.

Song Chiyou's heart was in a knot.

Such serious injuries were all caused by him.

When it came to the most difficult step, Song Chiyou raised his eyes and looked at Xu Qiudong again, "Am I taking action?"

Xu Qiudong nodded at him and said comfortingly, "It's okay, I'm not in pain. Don't worry, just do it."