Surviving in Apocalypse with Children

“Why did you get injured?” Wen Xiaoxiao looked at him and asked with concern.

 

Suddenly, she felt a bit uncomfortable in her heart. Although they were connected and indirectly shared the same body, she couldn’t feel pain unless it was a life-threatening situation or a severe injury.

 

Seeing Wen Xiaoxiao’s worried gaze, Bo Yiliang secretly rejoiced in his heart.

 

“Xiaoxiao, where are they going to be placed?” Wu Xiaoyi interrupted the two of them.

 

Bo Yiliang turned to Wu Xiaoyi and cursed in his heart for interrupting them.

 

Upon hearing Wu Xiaoyi’s question, Wen Xiaoxiao looked at him and said, “I live in Building 1. The back part of the four floors is reserved. You can take them to Buildings 6 and 7.”

 

“I’ve asked Yun Jiao to prepare enough food for you all. There are too many people to fit in the living room. Let them line up, and I’ll have Yun Jiao distribute the food. After you finish your meal, you can go back and rest. We’ll make further arrangements tomorrow.”

 

Wu Xiaoyi looked at the radiant Wen Xiaoxiao, and his eyes darkened. When he saw Bo Yiliang looking at him with a hostile expression, he felt extremely complicated and a bit uncomfortable.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao naturally hasn’t forgotten about Bo Yiliang’s injured arm, but she truly doesn’t have the time to deal with it now. After all, she hadn’t finished arranging things.

 

She called Yun Jiao, who arrived with her daughter, both holding many buns. Looking at everyone orderly lining up, Wen Xiaoxiao was very satisfied.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao instructed Yun Jiao to give each person three buns, two with meat filling and one with vegetable filling, along with a bottle of milk.

 

The elderly will occupy the front, children in the middle, and middle-aged people at the back.

 

After distributing the buns and milk, Wu Xiaoyi led the group of people to Buildings 6 and 7.

 

If Building 6 could accommodate everyone, there would be no need to go to Building 7. Although living there might be a bit crowded, those people were already used to it. After all, they have experienced life and death together, so living together was no problem. In addition, they could take care of each other.

 

Bo Yiliang looked at the people leaving and then walked closer to Wen Xiaoxiao with a pitiful expression.

 

Watching him act like this, Qi Yan and the others not far away couldn’t help but twitch their lips.

 

Who would have thought that he would play the sympathy card to gain sympathy, making people find it incredible!

 

Feeling like they couldn’t bear to watch any longer, the group sneaked away.

 

“Wife~ it hurts,” Bo Yiliang brought his injured arm close to Wen Xiaoxiao, looking pitiful.

 

Wen Xiaoxiao glanced at the man and saw that his lips and face were pale.

 

If it didn’t hurt, he shouldn’t be this pale!

 

With this thought in mind, it seemed that the wound was severe. Wen Xiaoxiao quickly leaned closer to him and held his uninjured hand, pulling him into the room.

 

She roughly removed his coat, revealing the long wound on his arm. The wound was still bleeding. Seeing this, Wen Xiaoxiao felt that his entire arm was also injured.

 

“Wait here for me. I’ll go to the space to get you some medicine and apply it to your wound.” Having said that, she disappeared and flashed into the space. She hurriedly picked up the anti-inflammatory medicine and bandage. When she was about to exit the space, she glanced at the spiritual water on passing. It should be able to let his wound heal faster.

 

She picked a porcelain bowl and scooped up some spiritual water before going out of the space.

 

Then she took the bandage and moistened it with spiritual water, then rubbed it on his wound. She did it with gentle movements, for fear that he would be hurt.

 

With her eyes lowered, her delicate face close to him, and a focused expression on her face as she treated his wound, Bo Yiliang had a feeling of seeing a fairy.

 

“Mom.” Wen Mo let his younger siblings back into the room. Before they could step inside the room, Wen Xiao and Wen Bei shouted.

 

After entering, they found their mother lowering her head and doing something.

 

Taking a closer look, they saw a long wound on their father’s arm. What’s more, it is still bleeding.

 

“Mom, what happened to Dad?” The five children looked at Wen Xiaoxiao and asked worriedly.