The Zombie Emperor's Domesticated Cat

Chapter 9: Got a virus!

Fang He just lay on Li Zhen's lap and was taken home by Li Zhen all the way back home. When he walked into the elevator, Fang He was still thinking about what he should do after Li Zhen saw the situation in the room.

Li Zhen would definitely think that his kitten is unusual. Should he look holy or treacherous at that time, then, with the time running out, Fang He especially wants Li Zhen to go straight to the supermarket racing against time.

As soon as Li Zhen opened the door, he felt the abnormality of the room. When the door was fully opened, he saw the blood red on the floor made by ketchup. He was a little helpless. He knew that Xiao Hemiao was not a peaceful cat and could escape in the pet shop. Out of the cage, you can see that this is not an honest master.

Fang He's nervous hair was about to stand up, a pair of small claws grabbed Li Zhen's arms, and looked up and waited to see Li Zhen's reaction.

When Li Zhen walked into the living room, he looked at the crooked blood-red writing on the wall, and then saw a mean smiling face behind the writing. Li Zhen's handsome and cold face immediately became more chilly and thin. His lips moved, and he wanted to find out Chen Weiming and give Fatty a beating immediately.

If he spoofed his family He Miao like this, next time I saw him, I would definitely give him something ruthless.

Obviously he did not regard the writing on the wall as his own writing by He Miao.

Fang He was still waiting for Li Zhen to react, but he didn't expect Li Zhen to put him on the sofa with such a cold expression.

Fang He looked at Li Zhen anxiously, waiting for the showdown between the two, but he saw the medicine box.

Li Zhen endured his anger and hurriedly washed his hands, found the medicine box, dipped it with iodophor, pressed the kitten's body, and gently smeared Fang He's paws.

Fang He was stunned for a while. Although the things before him were a waste of time compared to the last days, Fang He was suddenly moved and couldn't get any more, and obediently let Li Zhen gently treat his wounds.

The four paws were cleaned by Li Zhen and wrapped in gauze. Li Zhen looked at the kitten who was honestly cooperating with him to treat the wound, and rubbed the kitten's chin.

Fang He's stomach made a snoring sound unconsciously. After running so much and so hard, he was almost hungry and fainted. Fang He stared at Li Zhen with a bit miserable green eyes, without any. The mentally handicapped meowed.

Forget it, let's talk when you're full.

Li Zhen gave a chuckle, his stiff, condensed face softened a little, and then he carried the kitten into the kitchen. After finding that the kitchen door was locked, Li Zhen frowned slightly, unscrewing the lock and opening the kitchen door.

When Fang He saw the cat biscuit on the table, he was gently pressed by Li Zhen when he wanted to pounce on it. Fang He meowed for unknown reasons and looked up at Li Zhen.

At this moment, when Li Zhen saw the cat food tray, it was just a simple torn up small dried fish, he paused slightly, fearing that the kitten would not be able to eat it, so he reached out and took the cat biscuit in his palm. He leaned close to He Miao's mouth.

Fang He was moved for another second, and then he opened his mouth indiscriminately and began to eat.

Fang He ate a bit happily. He didn't notice that Li Zhen's face was getting worse and pale at this time.

After Fang He finished eating the cat biscuits in Li Zhen's palm, Li Zhen quickly reached out and took a lot of them. When he poured half a plate of cat biscuits, Li Zhen took the cup next to Fang He’s mouth, Fang He He unceremoniously stretched his head and stretched out the cat's tongue to lick the water.