Chapter 77 Cute

The ward was a temporary conversion from an empty office, right next to Gu Hua's office.

Gently pushing open the door, the first thing that came into view was the bed in the middle. Yang Yang was lying quietly on the bed, his thin body slightly raised, his face pale, his eyes closed, a needle on the back of his white hand, an oxygen mask on his little face, and the medical equipment placed beside him made a low sound.

Peng Keying saw this scene, covered her mouth, her eyes reddened, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again.

"He's fine."

Gu Hua walked in from outside, wearing black-framed glasses, checking various data in her hands, with a black signature pen clipped to her collar. Her eyes were slightly dark and tired.

"Senior sister?!"

Gu Hua paused slightly and said in surprise, "I thought you would arrive tomorrow."

She didn't receive the message that the mission was completed.

"Did you come back together?" Her eyes paused for a moment between Gu Bingchen and Jiang Yunqi.

Gu Bingchen thought of Yuan Lu's bag of troubles and said lightly: "We met on the way. I guess there will be news from Yuan Lu later."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. The staff member poked his head out, looked at Yang Yang on the bed, and lowered his voice: "Captain Yuan sent someone to deliver the news that the target person arrived at the base safely."

Gu Hua glanced at Peng Keying, who had a look of pity on her face and had not stopped crying, and nodded: "I see, you go and get busy."

The ward fell silent again.

"Sister, don't worry, Yangyang is fine." Gu Hua briefly described Yangyang's current physical condition. "He was sent here in time, and with the help of the base's healing psychics, Yangyang is now relying on sleep to recover his depleted psychic powers."

"Then... why is he still wearing an oxygen mask?" Peng Keying was also worried.

Gu Hua: "This child's respiratory system has a little problem. The oxygen machine will help him recover as soon as possible."

With Gu Hua's words, Peng Keying's heart finally fell to the ground, and the whole person lost strength and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Ji Xue reacted in time, immediately grabbed her arm, and took her to sit on the chair.

"Xiaoxue." Jiang Yunqi noticed Jixue's tired look, thought for a moment, and called Long Yilan in, "You and Alan go back first."

Jixue hesitated to speak, but this was not a suitable place for a conversation, so she nodded and followed Long Yilan obediently. The two of them closed the door gently.

"When can Xiaobao wake up?" Peng Keying sat on the chair to relax.

Gu Hua's eyes flashed with surprise. As Peng Keying's junior sister, she had naturally seen her senior sister's son, but...

She turned around and looked at Yangyang's face carefully.

In her memory, Xiaobao had a gentle appearance and was also a cute child, but his facial features were far less delicate and beautiful than Yangyang on the hospital bed.

Peng Keying noticed Gu Hua's doubts, lowered her eyes, and said sadly: "I know I am deceiving myself."

"Xiaobao... Xiaobao was infected in the first month after the outbreak of the virus. It was... my own hands..." She looked at her shaking hands, as if she saw the day when her hands were stained with blood again, "Xiaobao begged me, he was still so young..."

"Mom, Xiaobao doesn't want to become a monster." The boy looked up, his usually fair and tender skin was bruised, he smiled and said, "I want to always be Mom's beautiful child."

"Zombies are so ugly." The little boy who was so afraid of pain and cried so much, comforted his crying mother, "Mom, don't cry, Xiaobao... Xiaobao will become a star... The stars will protect you in the sky."

Peng Keying's hands were shaking. This was her sweet baby who she had carried for ten months. He was so good and cute. How... How could she do that?

"Xiaobao said he didn't want to become a monster."

She watched her child struggling in pain, but she could do nothing.

"He is really good. He knows that mommy can't bear it and can't bear it..."

He broke away from Peng Keying's embrace and stood on a building more than ten stories high. He learned to threaten her: "Mom... I really don't want to become... a monster. If you can't bear it, then... then Xiaobao can jump down... okay?"

The virus was about to devour all his rationality. Xiaobao's words actually carried a bit of a zombie's growl.

"I... I killed Xiaobao with my own hands."

Gu Hua tilted her head, tears in the corners of her eyes, she went forward to hug Peng Keying and gently patted her shoulders.

"After Xiaobao died, my mental state was not very good." Peng Keying buried her face in Gu Hua's clothes, and the familiar smell of disinfectant filled her nose, which eased her mood a lot. "Your brother-in-law also died of the zombie virus infection in order to protect me."

That dark time ended after meeting Yangyang.

It was a rare sunny day. The little boy holding the black cat asked her in a soft voice, "Auntie, do you know how to get here?"

One is a mother who lost her child.

The other is an orphan without parents.

In this cold and lonely doomsday, the two warmed each other.

"He is a good boy." Peng Keying admitted that she projected all her emotions onto Yang Yang. At first, she did regard him as a substitute for her son, but after spending a long time together, she has already accepted Yang Yang into her heart. He is her second child.

Gu Hua hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Sister, Yang Yang has his own name."

Peng Keying pursed her lips and remained silent. After a long time, she looked up and looked at the weak Yang Yang lying on the hospital bed, her voice hoarse, "I know."

"Go to my lounge and take a nap. You must be tired after the long journey." Gu Hua opened the door of the lounge. "Xiao Li doesn't sleep here recently. The beds are clean. You can just make do with it for one night and I'll arrange a new room for you tomorrow morning."

"It's okay. I can't complain about it now." Peng Keying got up and tidied her messy hair. Her body was covered with blood and mud. She didn't think anything of it at first, but when she saw that Gu Hua's white coat was stained by herself, her pretty face turned red and she was a little embarrassed.

After comforting Peng Keying, Gu Hua finally found time to entertain Gu Bingchen and Jiang Yunqi.

"Sorry." She was about to boil water to make tea, but was stopped by Gu Bingchen.

"No, we are tired too." Gu Bingchen yawned, "I still have a lot of stuff here."

Just as he finished speaking, a box suddenly appeared on the coffee table. After opening the lock, it was full of experimental materials collected in the past two days: "Did I give you the stuff when Alan came back?"

Gu Hua's eyes lit up. These materials were enough for her to do experiments for a while. Hearing this, she nodded and said, "I've put them away."

"Then I won't bother you anymore. I'll leave first." Gu Bingchen stood up and caught a glimpse of Jiang Yunqi trying to catch the black cat back to the villa. His tone was mixed with sourness, "They have to accompany their master. Let's not bother them."

Jiang Yunqi took back the corn sausage as if nothing had happened and said calmly, "Well, it's getting late."

This indifferent look seemed as if he was not the one who had just lured the cat with food.

Gu Bingchen raised the corners of his lips and chuckled. After he looked over in confusion, he smiled and said, "Cute."

Jiang Yunqi tilted his head slightly: "What?"

"I said cute."

It's not the cat that's cute, it's you who are cute.

Gu Bingchen didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Jiang Yunqi still found something different in his expression, so he laughed too. Unlike the former's ruffian style, it was a rare gentleness and doting.

Gu Hua looked at the backs of the two people leaving.

"It's really a good match."

A whisper dissipated in the air. She lowered her head and collected the materials one by one.

The cold wind was biting and the north wind was howling. The saplings on both sides of the road were shaking their branches. A thin layer of white frost adhered to the tender green leaves. When the shoes stepped on the grass, there would be a crisp crunching sound.

These days, Lin Yu went to thatched cottage three times, but was turned away every time. Seeing that the stipulated time limit was getting closer and closer, this was his last visit.

Holding two boxes of biscuits redeemed at the mall, he came to the door of the villa alone, stretched out his hand, and rang the doorbell.

Unlike the previous times, the gate was opened this time. Tang Yichao wore a hat on his head, his chin tucked into his scarf, and said in a dull voice: "Come in."

Lin Yu slightly widened his eyes, flattered, and quickly bowed to thank him.

He was unbelievable after being rejected several times in a row. He didn't come back to his senses until he stepped into the warm living room.

"Huh, it's a good thing you didn't bring anyone this time."

As soon as he entered the room, a warm breath came to his face. Tang Yichao took off his hat and scarf, and then took a big sip of warm water, glancing behind Lin Yu several times.

"I came here by myself. Didn't you see me when I walked in?" Lin Yu was a little amused.

Tang Yichao shrugged: "Just check it again. Anyway, I just don't welcome your brother."

Lin Yu didn't like Lin Zijin either. When he talked about him, the smile on his face faded a little.

Gu Bingchen shook off the water stains on his hands and came out of the kitchen, with a sweet and greasy fragrance on his body.

Jiang Yunqi had never tried egg pie. He had nothing to do, so he studied it in the kitchen. The oven was roasting his hard work for the whole afternoon.

"Sit down." Gu Bingchen heard footsteps and looked towards the stairs. It was Jiang Yunqi who had just finished his chores and came downstairs to get some water.

"Are there guests?" Jiang Yunqi rubbed his tired brows and sat down next to Gu Bingchen naturally.

"Tired?"

Gu Bingchen repeatedly shone his hands in front of the small sun next to the sofa, and when his fingers felt warm, he raised his hands and placed them on Jiang Yunqi's temples, massaging them gently.

Lin Yu suddenly felt that he was redundant, just like his name.

Tang Yichao waved his hand: "Just go ahead and talk, they are listening."

"I... still want to invite you all to the Imperial Capital."

I thought it would be another decisive refusal, but it turned out to be a light "sure".

Lin Yu was stunned for a long time, wondering if he was hallucinating, and asked again.

This time, Gu Bingchen answered him in a nonchalant tone: "Well, we can go to the Imperial Capital."

It was like a piece of cake falling from the sky. Lin Yu was stunned for a long time.

"Can I ask why you changed your decision?" He blinked, fearing that these people were joking.

Jiang Yunqi glanced at him: "Does the reason matter?"

Lin Yu immediately dared not have any other curiosity.

If there must be a reason, it was due to Gu Hua's multiple considerations.