rebirth of the first queen

In the dim ward, Wen Qiliang tremblingly took the remote control.

She grabbed it several times but failed to catch it.

At this time, Mo Shaoen came in from the outside carrying the porridge.

He saw Wen Qiliang grabbing the remote control repeatedly, so he asked for help.

Wen Qiliang dodged angrily and said, "Don't touch it!"

Mo Shaoen stopped there, embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

His abdomen was well bandaged, and although the doctor advised him not to get out of bed for a few more days of rest, Mo Shaoen still shouldered the responsibility of taking care of Wen Qiliang.

Then Wen Qiliang finally grabbed the remote control, and her thumb was very awkward, and she couldn't press the red switch button all the time.

"I'll help you."

Wen Qiliang ducked again, "No need!"

"Why bother? Come and eat something. I heard from the medical staff that you haven't eaten much in the past few days. Let me feed you."

"roll!"

In this panic, she finally pressed the button.

The one that jumped out of the TV happened to be broadcasting the news.

"Our side has suffered heavy losses now. The zombie rate has exceeded 40.00%. Human beings have spontaneously entered the resistance! But we think this is not a wise move."

"Miss Wen Qiliang, the master of the world, is still being treated. Our hopes are all pinned on her. Please don't resist spontaneously and make sacrifices for no reason!"

Someone suddenly jumped out from behind the host of the live broadcast, his face was covered in blood.

"Miss Wen was also harmed by the Huaren! It was the Huaren who broke the agreement first! We must resist to the end!"

The more Wen Qiliang watched, the angrier he became.

She gasped and trembled.

In the end, because I was too excited, my hands cramped!

Mo Shaoen quickly put down the porridge in his hand, hugged Wen Qiliang from behind, and rubbed her stiff but trembling hands with both hands!

"Relax! Wen Qiliang, relax!"

After a while, Wen Qiliang's hand regained consciousness.

Her body trembled slightly, twitching in Mo Shaoen's arms from time to time.

"Huan Ren doesn't keep the agreement first... huh? Hua Ren doesn't keep the agreement first! You are the culprit! It's you scum, Mo Shaoen!"

"Yes... I'm a scum... that's right..."

"I'm already thinking of a way... You are mainly recovering from your illness now, and I will try to..."

"What are you fighting for! I can't get better now, can I!?"

Mo Shaoen has been holding her behind his back, gently.

He couldn't deny that the doctor also said that this kind of disability would accompany Wen Qiliang for the rest of his life.

"Arrange immediately, I want to go out!"

"What are you doing out there! You don't have the ability to protect yourself now..."

Wen Qiliang turned her head abruptly, "Who said I have no ability to protect myself?!" Her eyes were still piercing.

"It's just that I can't play the piano because of you!"

Mo Shaoen couldn't deny it, but just bowed his head silently.

"I can still fire weapons!"

"But... your condition is not suitable for the front line..."

"Mo Shaoen! What right do you have to talk to me now? Didn't you say you want to be my arm? I still want to kill you! But now... you must be my arm and my leg!"

Mo Shaoen just looked at her like that, with indifference and distress in his eyes.

Even if Wen Qiliang talked to him like this.

Even if every sentence hurts.

"Even if you want to murder me again, you still have to... live first, right?"

"I didn't mean to harm you! Not from the beginning!"

"I don't care what you think, in short, I will find a way to end this war! If this continues, we will all die! You want me to admit defeat, you want me to die, it's too early!"

Wen Qiliang took a deep breath, she looked at her hands, even though she tried to control them, her hands were still trembling.

Then she lifted the quilt from her legs.

Before I got out of bed and took a step, my whole body leaned forward, no way!I can't move my left leg at all!

Mo Shaoen quickly supported her and said, "I'll be your arm, I'll be your leg! I'll take you to the front line, I'll protect you, I'll take care of you!"

"Immediately tell the central hall and your people not to send people to fight again! Organize two hidden locations, count the old, weak, sick and disabled in one of the hidden locations, and protect them! Then, through the news building, a thorough announcement will be made. The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled are also protected! In war! No matter which side, civilians are always innocent! We must take responsibility for this war!"

"But...will the humanized child come?"

"So I'm going to the front line! I'm going to personally save our compatriots and the children of the Huaren! Such a war is not a long-term solution!"

Mo Shaoen brought a wheelchair, put Wen Qiliang on it, and covered her with a blanket.

"Order Luo Chen Liya, Zhang Ye, and Bai Zifeng to rescue innocent people! Save as many as you can! And your... Qi family! We will divide our troops into three groups. While sending out the announcement, we must first quell the war in the central imperial capital According to the current rising rate of zombies, the remote cities are not bad, and the central imperial capital and surrounding cities are the most serious."

"I understand."

"Take me to get the piano case first."

"it is good."

Mo Shaoen became someone who only listened to her, but this only made Wen Qiliang hate him even more!

Everything was ruined by him!

Including yourself!

Because only she can touch the piano box, she tried many times but failed to grab the piano box. Her forearm was sore and weak, and her fingers were almost broken.

Mo Shaoen watched from the side, feeling only distressed.

When Wen Qiliang finally picked up the piano case and put it on her lap, she was sweating from exhaustion.

Mo Shaoen took a silk handkerchief and quickly wiped it on her, but Wen Qiliang sneered.

"I really hate you, but I still need you now... I have to watch you disgust me! Mo Shaoen... Actually, I really want to applaud you for being so stupid now! If I wasn't this crippled... "

Mo Shaoen's hand paused.

"I will try my best to make you recover... The doctor only said that there is a high probability, and there is still a small probability! Even if there is only a little hope... I will make you recover..."

Before Mo Shaoen could finish his sentence, the corners of the piano case hit the wound on his abdomen.

His body just shook.

The blood dripped on Wen Qiliang's blanket, and soon smeared a small piece.

"Recovery...probability..."

Wen Qiliang took several deep breaths, her hands were trembling even more, her facial expression was almost deformed!

Even the opened mouth trembled slightly.

"Isn't this what you want to see! Now you talk to me about recovery... talk to me about probability... ah!" She couldn't help it in the end, and she cried out in a breakdown.

With both hands desperately holding the piano case with his elbows, he hit Mo Shaoen's wound several times.

But Mo Shaoen did not hide.

He just held on to the armrests of the wheelchair with both hands, looking at Wen Qiliang very sadly.

The thin lips were pursed into a line, the color of the lips was much paler, and the complexion was even paler.

"Sorry……"