Ning's father stared at Ah Xuan, who had been so composed just moments before, with a shocked expression.
The zombie shuddered violently, struggling to suppress the smugness on its face.
“Hiss… I’m… happy to be… concerned about you!” He nodded steadily to Ning’s father.
Ning's father looked at him with a solemn expression... Of course, zombies can't make any difficult expressions, but Ning's father still felt that Ah Xuan, who had regained consciousness, would no longer be as stingy as before.
He nodded and said nothing more.
To be honest, who would want their son-in-law to go on a dangerous mission? Especially since Ah Xuan is now recovering and has finally overcome his hardships, who would want their son-in-law to go and die? In Ning's father's view, this is not selfishness, but human nature.
Although Ah Xuan is a zombie and has a natural advantage over ordinary zombies, Ning's father is not someone who knows nothing.
There seems to be fighting even among high-level zombies. Just like in the villa area, wasn't Ah Xuan seriously injured after fighting zombies with Nan Lan and her group at the city supermarket? Ah Xuan isn't always guaranteed to have an advantage against zombies, which is why Ning's father wouldn't want him to go on such a dangerous mission. Besides, Shen Wangshu's point is absolutely valid. Collecting medicine doesn't necessarily mean going to big cities.
Moreover, most pharmaceutical factories are located in the suburbs of cities, where there are fewer staff, making it easier to collect medicines.
Medical equipment is not only available in hospitals in big cities.
Is it really that difficult to put in a little more effort and use available information or online resources to find out where there are warehouses for medicinal herbs and equipment?
Even if it's difficult, isn't it easier than taking a human life?
Every time the base is preparing for a large-scale mission, someone will sacrifice their life. Those are human lives, so why not cherish them?
Whether they are civilians, soldiers, or people with superpowers, there is no difference; they are all lives.
Ning's father felt he was too old to understand these people's thoughts, but he couldn't bear to watch his children be sent out to face danger because of these excessive tasks.
He sighed, and seeing that Song Lei was very uncomfortable, he shook his head and said, "In this apocalyptic world, it's already not easy for those who survive. Why would you want to throw your lives away? I know that you who protect our country are never afraid of death, but pointless sacrifices don't seem worth it." He told Song Lei his thoughts, and seeing the handsome young man ponder for a while and then thank him, he smiled.
Song Lei had never thought that much before. He just searched for what he was missing and never considered that there were pharmaceutical factories or medical warehouses to choose from.
He wasn't born a daredevil; given a better option, he naturally stopped agonizing over it. He thanked Ning's father sincerely and left in a hurry.
“You and Song Lei aren’t a good match,” Ning’s mother said to Nan Lan after a moment of silence.
Nan Lan's lips twitched slightly.
“I have nothing to do with him,” she said meekly.
"That's good." Ning's mother smiled and touched the back of Nan Lan's hand, saying softly, "This child is devoted to ordinary people and doesn't care about his own life. He is selfless and public-spirited. He will be a hero, but he will not be a good husband."
She sighed with emotion. Seeing Nan Lan listening intently, she said, "A good husband is one who can protect his wife, love her, and support his family." Just like Ah Xuan, he was a zombie with many flaws and liked to throw tantrums at Shen Wangshu, but Ning's mother thought Ah Xuan was a very good husband.
Let's skip Song Lei.
“There will be even better ones in the future,” she said, waving her hand.
Nan Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
The pain of older single women being pressured into marriage is something only those who have experienced it truly understand.
A smug look appeared on Ah Guang's face, and he said shrewdly, "Our boss is so outstanding, ordinary men are not good enough for her. We have to take our time to find someone." It would be best to find someone who has been around for seven or eight years, so that when the Bright One grows up, he will definitely be a good husband.
He smiled slyly, leaning on the table and quietly watching Nan Lan, his eyes filled with her, as if he couldn't bear to look away from her even for a second. Shen Wangshu glanced at him, but her gaze fell on A Xuan, who maintained a righteous expression with a straight face.
She had experienced a great deal of stress today, so she didn't bother with formalities with her family and pulled Ah Xuan back to her room. As soon as they got back, the tall and steady man pounced on her, pinning her down on the bed and rubbing against her, even passionately washing her face with his tongue. This stark contrast left Shen Wangshu stunned.
"Shu! Shu!" Ah Xuan hugged Chen Wangshu, feeling extremely happy.
He particularly liked the way Shen Wangshu had refused Song Lei for his safety today.
He couldn't help but rub against Shen Wangshu's soft body, and when he saw her righteously trying to push him away, a cunning glint appeared in his gray eyes.
He moved with difficulty on Shen Wangshu's body, took her hand, and traced it down his lower abdomen.
"What are you doing?!" Shen Wangshu was shocked when she touched a forbidden spot.
A sly look appeared on the zombie's face, and it pressed Shen Wangshu's hand down again.
Don't think that zombies can't remember just because they have small brains. Who was it that sat on the lap of a clueless zombie and touched it all over?
Ah Xuan knew he was a zombie, but even though he was already a cold-bodied zombie, he became filled with an unbearable desire when Shen Wangshu's hand pressed down on him.
He didn't understand why a zombie like himself would have such desires, but seeing his body trembling slightly, he felt he could understand everything. A smile appeared on his face, and as Shen Wangshu was speechless, he held her hand and rubbed and stroked it as he remembered. His body, which had been devoid of feeling, seemed to be reviving.
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