Pretending not to see, Tang Xiaoquan gently helped Wei Yang up, not mentioning a word about her swollen ankle that he had just seen.

Of course, it wasn't that Tang Xiaoquan was afraid of trouble or unwilling to mention it, but in his view, since the other party intended to conceal it, she must have her reasons.

Judging from her behavior over the past few hours, Tang Xiaoquan believed that Wei Yang was doing this mostly because she didn't want others to worry or become a burden to them.

What a strong-willed girl! Tang Xiaoquan sighed inwardly again, supporting the girl back into the storage room.

"Well, the candle is placed on the sink in the bathroom. If it's too dark at night, you can light it. Oh, by the way, here's a lighter for you." Speaking, Tang Xiaoquan took a lighter out of his pocket and placed it on the cabinet shelf.

Once he had explained everything, Tang Xiaoquan felt it was inappropriate to stay any longer. After all, this was the girl's personal space, and it wasn't convenient for a guy to linger around late at night.

So, scratching his head, Tang Xiaoquan said "Good night," and then walked out.

But just as he was about to step out and close the door, his footsteps suddenly paused, and then...

"Oh, right, one more thing. I remember you said before you're a nurse, right?" With a sudden question, Tang Xiaoquan slightly turned his head. No one knew the purpose behind this question.

"Uh~ yes, but..." Wei Yang seemed a bit shy, her voice tinged with embarrassment: "But... I'm just an intern nurse, haha!"

"Ah~ an intern nurse is still a nurse! So, look back, the small cabinet in front of your sofa has a first aid kit. I want you to be in charge of it. You know, the rest of us are basically clueless about medical stuff, so regardless, you have to take on this 'team doctor' role! Well, it's late, so I won't disturb your rest. Let's talk more tomorrow morning, sweet dreams! Good night!"

"But... hey, wait a minute!"

Pretending not to hear, Tang Xiaoquan walked out of the storage room before the girl finished speaking, closing the door swiftly.

Inside the room, Wei Yang slowly lifted her head, and a gentle curve gradually appeared on her face hidden in the darkness.

"Thank you!"

The girl knew that the other party had said those words purposely to boost her confidence.

Yet Wei Yang only guessed part of the intention; there was another part she hadn't realized at all.

After walking a few steps out of the room, Tang Xiaoquan suddenly returned quietly like a ghost.

Then he pressed close to the door, like a thief eavesdropping on the movements inside the fragrant room.

What was he doing? What was he trying to do? Clearly, as previously stated, he was listening to the movements inside.

Because, you see, he wanted to confirm whether the girl would use the first aid kit he had mentioned earlier to treat herself after he left.

After all, Wei Yang didn't want others to know about her injury, so Tang Xiaoquan cleverly devised a way to help her while preserving her privacy.

In this way, he could protect her privacy while achieving the goal of treating her.

Killing two birds with one stone, this was the other meaning behind Tang Xiaoquan's words before he left.

Now, it was up to Wei Yang to decide what to do.

He faintly heard a rustling sound from the sofa's surface, followed by the sound of footsteps moving. When he heard the faint sound of a cabinet being opened and items being taken out, his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

"Phew~" He exhaled a long breath, and unless there was an accident, Wei Yang, as a nurse, should be able to handle her injury properly.

So, Tang Xiaoquan dragged his weary body back to his original position, continuing his long and arduous night watch.

Early the next day, before dawn had fully broken, a beautiful silhouette was already bustling early in the small hut where the survivors stayed.

Wei Yang disliked sleeping in; every day, she ensured that she prayed for her late mother at the first light of dawn.

This had been her habit since childhood, unchanged for decades.

However, she didn't do it today because when the dawn painted the sky red, she remained busy in the kitchen, showing no intention of stepping out to watch the sunrise.

Why?

To speak of it, it was a rather complex and difficult psychological process. After a night of reflection and struggle, Wei Yang suddenly realized something.

What was it?

It was that the world had changed, and the world she once knew no longer existed.

So, to survive in this post-apocalyptic world filled with zombies and dangers, merely relying on prayers was evidently ineffective.

And to fulfill her father's last wish, Wei Yang had to make changes, and the first step was to make herself stronger.

Thus, Wei Yang decided that from today onwards, she would no longer pray but turn this grief into motivation for survival, no matter what kinds of hardships and dangers the future held, she would live strongly with these survivors by her side.

Breakfast was, as usual, very generous, with Wei Yang preparing homemade simple burgers and hot boiled porridge for everyone.

Unexpectedly, Tang Xiaoquan didn't show any strange emotions about this.

Of course, not showing it didn't mean he agreed with this approach, just that...

Given the current situation, even if he raised objections, the others probably wouldn't pay attention.

On the contrary, it might even harm Wei Yang's newly regained confidence in life.

After all, Wei Yang was unaware of the food supply shortage, so if someone kindly cooked for you and then got criticized, it seemed unreasonable and unfair.

Therefore, Tang Xiaoquan thought it through clearly; this matter must be addressed, but definitely not now.

So, when would it be appropriate?

He planned to first have a quiet word with Hu Xiaodong, the big brother, believing that with his support and approval, the related issues could be easily resolved.

After the meal, the survivors lay comfortably on the sofa, contentedly easing the food in their stomachs.

Meanwhile, Wei Yang moved swiftly to the next task: dealing with the pile of dirty clothes accumulated throughout the day, emanating sweat odor from the bathroom, was the next battle she intended to tackle.

In the living room, the greasy-faced survivors chatted idly, while Tang Xiaoquan stood up, lazily stretched, and set his gaze on Hu Xiaodong, who was resting with closed eyes...

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