I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

TL: Hua

Wen Qingling stretched his body. It seemed that the four blood anemones that were lost should be in this person’s hands.

No one knows better than Wen Qingling how dangerous blood anemones are. Until now, he still had doubts about the origin of the blood anemone. If the blood anemone really ate the blood he left on the ground, then his blood should also be very dangerous.

If this is the case, why are his parents still fine after directly drinking his blood? Is it because they are his own parents?

Wen Qingling felt that it was better to protect himself and not bleed casually, lest it become dangerous.

He slowly walked out, and Xiao Hen followed behind.

Since parents can resist the temptation of fresh flesh and blood of living people, others should be able to do the same.

Xiao Hen: “Are you really not considering returning to human society?”

Wen Qingling casually pointed out, “Is my place not considered a human society?”

Xiao Hen looked at them bustling about and said, “It’s like a paradise here.”

Wen Qingling is very confident in his own mental strength and even more confident in the orders he gives. He believes that no one will make mistakes.

He took Xiao Hen around the base, “Aren’t you curious why we can’t all make expressions?”

Xiao Hen: “Indeed, I’m very curious.”

Wen Qingling walked to a flowerbed and waved to Xiao Hen, “Come here.”

Xiao Hen walked over and saw something he had never seen growing in the ground. It didn’t look like a plant; the soil was dark red, and there was a strong smell of blood.

Xiao Hen: “What is this?”

Wen Qingling: “We call it blood anemone, because it needs blood water to grow. They are very, very delicious, but they are poisonous. They should cause facial neurotoxins or something. After eating them, you will look like us.”

Wen Qingling was talking nonsense.

So don’t be curious, and don’t eat it, or you might turn into a zombie or something terrible.

This is simply the best reason to explain facial paralysis.

Xiao Hen: “Then why are you still planting so many?”

Wen Qingling: “It’s delicious. Losing your expression shouldn’t be a big problem compared with delicious food that can fill your stomach. Besides, we’ve already lost our facial expression before we found out and can no longer recover. Why not just keep eating it then?“

Xiao Hen was noncommittal. Everyone has their own choices. He declined to comment.

Xiao Hen looked up at the solid wooden city wall and said, “You built this?”

Wen Qingling spread his hands, “My city.”

Xiao Hen tried to persuade him whenever he got the chance: “This is why you don’t want to leave South City? You can go outside to build a base, accommodate more survivors, and be the city owner of more people.“

Wen Qingling glared at him, “If you don’t always think about persuading me, I might give you a delicious lunch.”

Xiao Hen was helpless, “Then my delicious lunch is gone?”

Wen Qingling: “From now on, don’t let me hear similar words again, otherwise there will be no lunch, only zombies.”

Xiao Hen tactfully said: “I wonder if my teammates and I can use this place?“

Wen Qingling: “You should like the Ling City base better.”

Xiao Hen: “I think it’s better here.”

Wen Qingling led him towards his home, “My base does not accept outsiders.”

Xiao Hen sighed, “Then we can only sleep in the wild.”

Wen Qingling was unmoved, “It’s not your first time; you should be very skilled.”

Back at the villa, his parents had already prepared a sumptuous lunch. The portion was a bit large, specially prepared for Xiao Hen.

Jiang Lan and Wen Zheng were a little nervous because they hadn’t seen a living person for a long time. Although the smell of fresh flesh was no longer attractive to them, they were still habitually nervous.

Jiang Lan said politely: “You’re welcome. Eat whatever you want. These are all fresh from the neighbors.“

Xiao Hen rarely received such care from his elders, and he was also a little nervous, “Thank you, Auntie.”

A table of dishes includes mutant lamb scorpion soup, braised mutant lamb leg, braised mutant pork, shredded pork with green pepper, minced meat eggplant, stir-fried meat with potatoes, stir-fried bok choy, and stir-fried broccoli.

The staple food is white rice.

This table of dishes, even before the apocalypse, was considered rich, let alone after the apocalypse.

Xiao Hen was either on a mission or on his way to a mission every day, so it was hard to have a hot and fragrant meal like this.

After the apocalypse, all kinds of materials are in short supply. Wood-type and plant-type abilities are very popular in any base. With them, as long as there are seeds, there is basically no need to worry about food, vegetables, or fruits.

What Xiao Hen didn’t know was that Wen Qingling’s family did not eat vegetables such as green peppers, eggplants, potatoes, bok choy, and broccoli. When Wen Qingling accompanied Xiao Hen around, he released wood-type abilities to plant them remotely to appear more normal.

Because of the presence of outsiders, the blood anemones were not served.

Knowing that Xiao Hen was here, the two queen anemones had been moved by Jiang Lan into her room and hidden away.

Four people ate a table of food.

Wen Qingling’s family ate meat the most, and also drank a lot of mutant sheep and scorpion soup, and the rice was basically untouched.

In order not to be suspected, Wen Qingling tried to eat a piece of green vegetable, and he didn’t feel sick or nauseous after eating it. Surprised, he ate broccoli, potatoes, eggplant, and green peppers, trying them all again. As the amount increased, the discomfort reappeared.

Wen Qingling hurriedly gulped down a bowl of mutant sheep scorpion soup.

This may be related to the improvement of his strength. He can actually eat some food other than meat!

But he can’t eat too much, only a small amount.

Since he could, his parents naturally could too.

When his parents saw that he moved his chopsticks to vegetarian dishes and ate them with ease, they already understood. They also ate some of them, and it was really tolerable.

After the meal, Xiao Hen thanked them for their hospitality and left first.

Ji Rong, He Lin and Shi Chong were still waiting for him outside the city.

Xiao Hen soon appeared in the suburbs. The three of them were eating biscuits and drinking water. When they saw Xiao Hen coming back, they hurriedly got out of the car.

“Have you found it? You didn’t fight, did you?” Ji Rong paused, sniffing close to Xiao Hen like a police dog, “Damn! It’s so fragrant! Are you having a big meal behind our backs?!“

Xiao Hen: “I did and I feel like I’m back to when the apocalypse hasn’t happened.”

He Lin: “You were entertained by zombies?”

Xiao Hen: “It’s Wen Qingling. He built a city near the center of Ling City.“

Ji Rong: “!!!”

He Lin: “!!!!“

Shi Chong: “!!!!!!“

Xiao Hen told the three of them what he saw about the civilization base.

The three of them had complicated expressions and tangled faces.

Ji Rong: “The most dangerous place is the safest place?“

He Lin shook his head, “He should be able to control zombies and build a base inside the city of zombies. The peripheral is surrounded by zombies. There are no humans as foreign enemies, and the zombies are his own. This base is indeed the safest.“

Shi Chong: “That’s a real talent.”

He Lin: “Who says it’s not?”

Ji Rong sighed, “It’s a pity he’s not one of us.”

Xiao Hen: “Whether he’s one of us or not, I can’t let him go unchecked.”