The adopted wife of the tramp of the last days

While Meng Ziling was still in a daze, his body suddenly lost weight, and the strong stimulation made him cry out in surprise.

Jiang Shi was sliding down the rope when he heard Meng Ziling's cry, he kicked his feet on the ground suddenly, and tightened his hands tightly, forcing the two people who were sliding to stop.

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Shi turned his head and said, Meng Ziling saw his tall nose, and the ice and snow on his tangled beard.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just a little unprepared." Mencius Ling's heart was beating faster, and he didn't know if he was frightened by the action just now or because of something else.

"En." Jiang Shi responded, and continued to slide, but this time at a much slower speed.

Meng Ziling's eyes fell on Jiang Shi's half-gloved hand. His fingers were long and thick. From a not-so-close distance, Meng Ziling could see the yellow calluses on his fingers, and the backs of his fingers were full of calluses.

His eyes slowly moved to his wrist, the blood vessels were protruding, and there was a thin scar on it, extending from the back of his hand to the inside of the sleeve, and then looking at Jiang Shi's neck, there was also a scar on it.

Meng Ziling felt that he probably knew why he was able to survive alone in the ninth district.

"Click!" Jiang Shi fell to the ground steadily, and the thick white snow below caused Jiang Shi's legs to sink into his thighs in an instant.The wind and snow kept blowing.Mencius couldn't help shrinking back, the cold wind hit his skin and it was bitingly cold.

The upper half of some towering buildings not covered by snow can be seen in the snow and ice, and there is a black city wall far in front, which is the wall of the base.It gathers most of the population of District Nine.

The snow was soft, and the walking speed of a person stuck in it should be very slow, but Jiang Shi walked like flying, almost half galloping forward.

Meng Ziling vaguely thought that Jiang Shi was able to walk so fast because he wore less clothes, was strong enough and had enough snow skills...

The leg injury and high fever kept Meng Ziling in a state of erratic consciousness, and the bumps brought by Jiang Shi running in the snow with him on his back suddenly made him feel a little familiar.

It seems that there was such a person who recited him once, and there was a sentence in his ear - don't confront your father like this in the future.

The colder the outside temperature was, the more sleepy Mencius became, and he fell asleep again before he knew it.

"Tsk, you're smart this time, you bought one with a broken leg, so you can't run anymore." It was a woman with an extremely rough voice who spoke.

Mencius moved, but did not open his eyes.

Jiang Shi said: "Cure him, I will help you."

"Okay, it just so happens that someone from above wants to live the snow ghost cubs. Only you and Lei Zi can do this kind of thing. The number of people above is not small, twenty. The two of you caught so many and brought them back. I'll call someone to help you heal him."

"it is good."

"That's right, as expected of my brother, he's just refreshing, haha!" The woman laughed happily and said, "I'll keep your room for you, take your mistress there, I'll call you a doctor later."

Mencius then felt himself being picked up, walked for a while, and walked up the stairs for a while before entering a room.

Probably because it has not been used for too long, the room smells musty.

Jiang Shi put Meng Zhiling on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and said, "I'm awake."

Mencius didn't intend to pretend to be asleep anymore, so he opened his eyes.

Jiang Shi was sitting by the bed, looking at Mencius Ling, his eyes were still as bright as ever in his disheveled hair.

The house is not big, but it is rare that there is electricity, the light bulbs are on, and the air conditioner is also working.

"Is there nuclear power here?"

Jiang Shi nodded and asked, "Do you want to drink milk?"

"Yes." Unexpectedly, there is even milk here.

Mencius sat up halfway, Jiang Shi held him down and said, "Lie down, I'll get it."

The room was very warm, and Meng Ziling felt that his spirit had improved a lot. He didn't want to lie down anymore, so he struggled to sit up again, and said, "It's enough to lie down, let me sit for a while."

Jiang Shi lifted the pillow up so that Mencius could lean more comfortably.

Mencius took a closer look at the room. The furniture was very simple, but there was a bookcase. The books on it were basically gun manufacturing and mechanical principles. Mencius asked unexpectedly, "Do you read these books?"

"En." Jiang Shi responded.

"Kuukou!" A tall and thin old man stood at the door, "Second leader."

Jiang Shi glanced at him and said, "I'm not."

The old man walked in carrying a medicine box, and smiled friendlyly at Mencius Ling.

Jiang Shi pulled back the quilt to reveal the festering wound on Mencius Ling's foot, and said concisely, "Cure him."

The wound was wrapped in gauze, and the rotten smell could be smelled. The old man cut the gauze, and the pus from the wound stuck to the gauze. When he tore it, even the skin and flesh, the pain made Mencius gasp.

The old man looked at the wound and said, "You can save your life."

"What does it mean to be able to save your life?" Although Meng Ziling predicted in his heart that his legs would not recover as before, he was still shocked when he heard it.

The old man glanced at Meng Ziling, and said very suggestively, "Mr. Meng will follow our second leader well, and he will take good care of you."

"What do you mean?"

That "following" made Meng Ziling feel angry immediately, as if Mencius was relying on Jiang Shi, but he couldn't find a proper way to vent that anger, and he couldn't do it by throwing the quilt and scolding him.

On the contrary, Jiang Shi didn't respond, the old man still said with a smile: "People, it's better to be acquainted. This is not the seventh district and the second district. It's very messy here. Mr. Meng, you still need someone to take care of your leg. ah."

Mencius really needed someone to take care of him, but he still felt aggrieved.This kind of feeling is like, you need a very important thing very much, and someone gave it to you, but it is like I am the uncle, I reward you, and I give you alms.

It makes people feel that even though I need that thing very much, I still feel uncomfortable holding it.The feeling I'd rather not have.

"Uncle Liu!" Jiang Shi shouted, "Speak less."

Uncle Liu accompanied him with a smile, "I'm old, and I just talk too much, haha."

After speaking, he took out the surgical tools from the medicine box.

Meng Ziling looked at his legs and couldn't imagine how he would live his life relying on another man if he really couldn't walk like a normal person.

Jiang Shi pulled the quilt over to cover Menziling's stomach and chest, and said softly, "Don't think about it."

Mencius waved his hand away irritably, and began to feel that his reaction was slow again.It's only now starting to feel suffocated.When he was exchanged for potatoes by this man at first, he was actually a little lucky. Fortunately, although this man looked rude like a lunatic, fortunately, his behavior was not rude and his figure was impatient.

Uncle Liu glanced at him, and took a scalpel to cut on Meng Ziling's wound. Mencius groaned in pain.

Uncle Liu laughed and said: "Mr. Meng, you have to bear with it, this rotten meat will always have to be picked, there is no way."

Mencius rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

"Jiang Shi, come out for a moment." For some unknown reason, a tall man stood at the door, with a crew cut and a square face, but his facial features were very sharp, with a vicious vigor.

Jiang Shi said to Uncle Liu, "Take care of him."

Uncle Liu nodded with a busy smile, "Don't worry, don't worry."

Jiang Shi turned his head to look at Mencius Ling again. Mencius Ling was sweating from the pain. Jiang Shi wiped the sweat off Mencius Ling's face with his hands and said, "I'll be right back."

Mencius ignored him.

Jiang Shi got up and left with the man, but then came in a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, very handsome, with eyebrows and bangs, waist-length hair, pure and lovely, with a very sweet smile.

"Hey, Qingqing..." Uncle Liu greeted the girl, and by the way, hit Meng Ziling's wound a little harder.

Qingqing frowned and said, "Uncle Liu, looking at your patient, it hurts."

Mencius Ling's head was sweating, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.

Uncle Liu changed Meng Ziling's other leg and said, "Anyway, it will definitely hurt. I will focus on it. The operation should be done quickly, and it will be the same."

"Nonsense!" Qingqing sat by the bed, looking at Mencius Ling.

Meng Ziling wanted to roll his eyes, but the wound on his leg made him lose his strength.

Qingqing opened her mouth to say something, but Meng Ziling's mind went blank from the pain, and he didn't hear anything.

Uncle Liu's movements are really fast, picking up the carrion very quickly, and then applying the medicine.

It took a while for Mencius to recover. Uncle Liu was helping him put on a new gauze, and said, "Do you know how much the medicine given to you today is worth in the Ninth District?"

Mencius did not answer him.He himself thinks he is worth a lot.

Qingqing said: "Uncle Liu, this can't be counted like this. My brother said that beautiful people are very valuable, and it is worth spending money on him!"

Uncle Liu finally tied up the gauze and said with a smile: "You know what a fart, and your brother also knows a fart!"

Qingqing rolled her eyes and said, "There is a comforter who seems to have been played badly just now, and asked you to go and have a look."

Uncle Liu stared into Mencius Ling's eyes and said, "I'm being played by so many people every day, no wonder it's not bad!"

Mencius frowned.

Comforting people is an inhumane system unique to the Ninth District. It is a kind of comfort woman-like person selected from men or women, who is responsible for having sex with various men every day.

Uncle Liu put away his things, and told Qingqing, "Don't mess around, don't talk like crazy, you understand?"

Qingqing made a face at him, "I want you to teach me!"

Uncle Liu smiled helplessly, picked up his things and left.

Qingqing turned her head and looked at Meng Ziling curiously.

The scrutiny-like gaze made Mencius feel uncomfortable, and he said displeasedly, "Is there something wrong?"

Qingqing smiled happily, with an air of innocence: "You are prettier than the first few men brought back by brother Shitou."

Preceding few?So Jiang Shi brought many men back?

No, no, this focus seems to be wrong.

"What do you want to say?"

Qingqing took out a stack of photos from inside her large black coat, and said with a smile, "I'm just here to show you the dead faces of those people."

Qingqing held a photo, and the person in it was frozen into an ice sculpture.

"This man is so arrogant, but he ran out for a long time, and when he found it, he looked like this..." Qingqing changed another photo, and the man in this photo was bloody and his intestines were scattered all over the place. "This one is even worse. When I found it, it was eaten by snow ghosts and left with nothing but skeletons. Tsk tsk, I told you not to run around... As for the last one..."

Qingqing took out a photo with a mysterious look and showed it to Meng Ziling, "Guess how he died, he died most comfortably..."