This is all knowledge from his brain database.
Swallowing his saliva, Qu Lingyuan picked up the surgical tools beside him and prepared to start "harming" poor Comrade An.
With Yiling's guidance, everything went smoothly.
Weakness softened An Lingya's hard brows and eyes, and his eyelashes trembled restlessly, and it was obvious that he was not feeling well.
Qu Lingyuan sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. Fatigue and sleepiness instantly swept over his tense nerves. He held An Lingya's hand and fell asleep on the edge of the bed.
With a slight sigh, Yi Ling left the house and went outside to command the electronic army to carry out post-disaster cleanup.
Corpses and blood on the ground.
They all need to be cleaned up.
Qu Lingyuan slept on the edge of the bed for a whole night. This posture was not comfortable, but the warmth coming from his palms was continuous, and he slept very peacefully.
In the early morning, An Lingya finally regained consciousness.
As he moved, Qu Lingyuan also woke up slowly, opened her sleepy eyes and looked at him.
As soon as he regained consciousness, An Lingya hurriedly struggled to sit up from the bed.
The wound in his abdomen ached slightly, but he was filled with anxiety.
"How's the situation outside?" After all, he had lost a lot of blood, and his lips were still a little pale, but he had recovered some of his strength.
"Everything is over. The monsters have been completely eliminated. There isn't even a single ordinary zombie nearby..." Qu Lingyuan's pale face was filled with a smile, and then the corners of his mouth slowly relaxed. "But, Han Zixin...is dead."
An Lingya's expression had just begun to relax, but he was stunned for a moment by the news.
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