I Opened a Clinic in the Apocalypse

⟣Chapter 95

Xiao Hen froze, and after two seconds, he suddenly held Wen Qingling up and stared into his eyes, asking, “Have you recovered?”

Wen Qingling’s eyes were clear as he replied, “Recovered from what?”

Xiao Hen carefully and hopefully said, “Your emotions.”

Wen Qingling pondered for a moment and shook his head, saying, “Those aren’t my emotions; they’re yours. I can feel your emotions. Why are you anxious and sad?”

Xiao Hen stared at him for a long time and asked, “You don’t know why?”

Wen Qingling shook his head again and said, “Those are your emotions.”

Xiao Hen held his hand and said, “You couldn’t be awakened while lying on the rooftop. I tried everything, but nothing worked. I thought you were in a dormant state. I fed you food and blood, but you still wouldn’t wake up. Even Old Zhu came to see you but couldn’t explain the reason, only saying that you were sleeping. I know zombies don’t need to sleep, so you couldn’t be sleeping. I’ve been waiting for you to wake up every day, and with each passing day, my heart sank a little more. Why do you think I’m anxious and sad?”

Wen Qingling blinked his eyes and asked, “You were worried about me?”

Wasn’t he afraid that even an eighth-level evolved zombie couldn’t kill him in his sleep?

Xiao Hen replied, “More than just worried.”

Xiao Hen’s emotions were too intense, and now Wen Qingling, with his heightened perception, could clearly feel them.

Wen Qingling raised his hand and gently touched Xiao Hen’s cheek, asking sincerely, “Can I ask you something?”

Xiao Hen said in anticipation, “Go ahead.”

Wen Qingling looked somewhat perplexed and said, “I thought you were already mine.”

Xiao Hen fell silent for a moment and then asked, “Am I just another member of your zombie subordinates?”

Wen Qingling carefully and earnestly contemplated this matter. He felt that Xiao Hen was different from the other zombie subordinates, and he would be more indulgent toward Xiao Hen, even if Xiao Hen kissed him, he wouldn’t be angry.

Wen Qingling said seriously, “You’re the most special zombie subordinate.”

Xiao Hen felt frustrated and powerless, asking, “Can’t I shake off the label of being your zombie subordinate?”

Wen Qingling said with utmost seriousness, “You’re different.”

Xiao Hen bitterly said, “We’re all zombie subordinates. The only difference is between regular zombie subordinates and mutated ones, right?”

Xiao Hen had long expected this outcome, but he still wanted to give it a try. Even if there was a glimmer of hope, he didn’t want to give up.

As expected, it was still not possible. Wen Qingling always regarded him as a zombie subordinate… He felt a soft and warm touch on his lips, and as soon as it touched, Xiao Hen widened his eyes, unable to believe it.

Wen Qingling maintained his serious expression and said, “You’re different. I can kiss you.”

Xiao Hen was dumbfounded, “Can… Can I also kiss you?”

Wen Qingling nodded with a relaxed expression, “You can give me a kiss.”

Xiao Hen hugged him tightly, but before he could kiss him, “bang”, the door opened, and Jiang Lan rushed in with an angry expression, saying, “Child, are you awake? I heard your voice… Oh…”