Wear books with dad using game skills

Among all the zombie "patients", Dong Jimo noticed an old zombie. He was different from the other zombies. The other zombies behaved like normal zombies, without any consciousness, only knowing how to roar and want to attack them. But this old zombie had black pupils in the center of his white eyes that were as small as rice grains. He didn't roar or cry, and seemed to be enduring something in pain...

"He... is the old leader that I... and Momo mentioned to you," Fang Zhengnan said to Dong Jimo when he saw her staring at an old zombie.

At this time, the old zombie on the bed seemed to hear them talking, and slowly tilted his head towards them. The black pupils in his eyes, which were only the size of rice grains, were shrinking rapidly, expanding, expanding, and shrinking, as if he was trying to focus, as if he was trying desperately to see them clearly. Suddenly, it seemed to be in great pain, resisting the evolution of his body into a zombie.

Dong Jimo nodded: "He seems... still conscious and has been resisting the evolution of zombies, so... he is in great pain."

"Yes, the old leader has always been like this when he is awake. I have been injecting them with sleeping drugs these two days. After others are injected with drugs, they will have mutated again when they wake up, but the old leader... probably subconsciously, he doesn't want to become like this! That's why he keeps resisting," Dong Chenfeng said again.

"Well, continue to inject sleeping pills for other patients. As for the old leader, there is no need for injection," Dong Jimo ordered.

"Okay," Dong Chenfeng responded, and immediately began to prepare injections for other patients.

Dong Jimo came to the zombie bed of his old leader. The old leader looked at Dong Jimo with his unfocused pupils, which were only the size of rice grains. He seemed to know that Dong Jimo could save him. He wanted to express something anxiously, but could only make "huh, huh" sounds from his throat.

"Don't worry, relax, I will help you," Dong Jimo stepped forward and comforted softly. As her voice fell, the old leader zombie seemed to be really comforted and seemed less painful.

Dong Jimo kept praying, blessing and praying for the old leader zombie. With the help of his skills, the old leader zombie seemed to be free of pain and his face calmed down.

In the eyes of Chu Han, Fang Zhengnan, and Dong Chenfeng, Dong Jimo was comforting the old leader while quickly making various complicated gestures with his hands and muttering something. For some reason, they all felt that they saw many golden runes flying from Dong Jimo's mouth and hands to the old leader. After the runes flew towards him, the old leader's face improved at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole process lasted about a minute, and then Dong Jimo put his hand on the old leader's wrist, as if... taking his pulse? Dong Chenfeng was surprised. The theory of traditional Chinese medicine is profound and extensive, and Xiao Jimo even understands traditional Chinese medicine!

In fact, Dong Jimo was not taking the pulse. She relied on the system to detect the condition. She was just pretending to take the pulse. In fact, she was using the skill [Pikatang Zombie Assimilation] to assimilate the old leader. After using it several times, the old leader's skin returned to human color, and his eyes and mouth also returned to human appearance. Fang Zhengnan and Dong Chenfeng were shocked. This? They thought of countless ways, but they couldn't save the old leader and others. They didn't expect that they, atheists, would see the gods one day, and the gods saved them. Now they use magic to save the old leader!

Dong Chenfeng was depressed. If it was medical skills, he could still ask Mo Mo for advice, but this was magic, he couldn't learn it at all! This was completely beyond the scope of science!

Zheng Chengming felt like there was a demon that had transformed itself into his appearance and was trying to control his consciousness. He had been fighting the demon for the past two days, trying to seize control of his body. The demon wanted to push him into a small dark room, but he clung to the door frame and refused to go in. Every time he was about to give up, Chen Feng would give him an injection of sleeping potion so that both he and the demon would fall asleep, and when they woke up they would continue to fight for control of the body.