Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book: Chapter 25 (1/2)

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Chapter 25 (1/2)

Regarding how to solve the problem of Lu Qiming going to the toilet, Jiang Miaomiao made the final decision after several hours of consideration-stuffed a small bucket for him.

Lu Qiming held this plastic bucket that was much bigger than his head and asked in surprise.:

“You let me pee in it?”


“But it doesn’t even have a lid, it doesn’t flush, and the room smells so bad.”


Jiang Miaomiao replied proudly and simply.

Well, that’s all it takes, but…

“What if this bucket is full?”

He is an adult with a considerable amount of urine. It is estimated that there will be a bucket in a day or two, which cannot last for half a month.

Jiang Miaomiao also thought of this and reluctantly said:

“I will pour it for you.”

Lu Qiming was embarrassed, “Uh… this is not good? Why don’t you open the door once a day and let me go to the bathroom to solve it?”

“No, if that’s the case, what’s the point of quarantine?”

If he had a seizure while going to the toilet and bit her, the result would be much more severe than helping him pour the urine bucket.

Absolutely not.

Lu Qiming couldn’t convince her, so he had to accept the arrangement and put the bucket far away in the corner.

Jiang Miaomiao’s voice came from outside the door.

“I’m leaving, and I’ll come back to deliver food to you tonight.”

“Eh, wait.”

Lu Qiming stopped her, and a half-aggrieved face appeared in the doorway.

“Can’t you stay and chat with me?”

The taste of being kept in captivity is not good, and his cigarette case has bottomed out.

Jiang Miaomiao wanted to go to the door to guard the zombies. Still, they refused to leave and kept howling outside the house. The noise made her restless, and she always felt they would attack in the next second.

Lu Qiming had already lost his combat effectiveness, and Jiang Meimu’s physique was only enough for them to eat two bites. Her little chainsaw would be their last guarantee at that time, and they could not be negligent.

But when he called out like this, she couldn’t bear to leave and sat down on the floor outside the door.

“Chat with you for ten minutes.”

Lu Qiming was dissatisfied, “Are you busy?”

“I’m going to cook dinner.” She held her chin, feeling tired, before she started to act, “You can’t do anything for the next half month. I have to do all the work at home.”

Three meals daily, laundry and hygiene, taking care of plants and Jiang Meimu.

And most importantly, prevent zombies from attacking at any time.

Obviously, her original plan was to eat and drink and then die quickly, but now she has taken on a lot of work.

She sighed softly, and Lu Qiming couldn’t help laughing.

“If you are too lazy to move, let me out.”

Jiang Miaomiao was very determined on this matter, and there was no room for discussion.

“When you are sure that you are not infected, you will naturally be released. Don’t be long-winded before that.”

Lu Qiming was helpless, “If I were infected, can I still sit here and chat with you? Look at what zombies look like and what I look like.”

Jiang Miaomiao also felt strange in her heart, looking at his face in the doorway and asking:

“Does the wound still hurt?”

“It hurts, but it’s much better than when we came back.”

After being stimulated by her with alcohol, her nerves seemed numb, leaving only a dull pain.

“Are there any other feelings? For example, difficulty breathing, increased body temperature, and rapid heartbeat?”

Lu Qiming felt it carefully and shook his head.


Jiang Miaomiao was worried and ran to get a thermometer for him to measure.

He took it obediently. Probably due to excessive blood loss, his body temperature was not only not high but also one degree lower than normal.

“Are you relieved now?” Lu Qiming handed it to her.

She remembered the number but did not take it and asked him to keep it alone.

“From now on, you will take your body temperature once a day.”

Lu Qiming smiled bitterly, “You really don’t plan to let me out. You must lock me up for half a month?”

Jiang Miaomiao patted her pants and stood up, “You are responsible for everyone, don’t struggle. I’m going to go to dinner. What do you want to eat?”

“Meat, a lot of meat.”

He was injured and had to eat hard vegetables to supplement his nutrition.


Jiang Miaomiao went downstairs. Lu Qiming leaned against the door and listened to her footsteps, looking forward to her hearty dinner.

Half an hour later, the small washbasin was handed in, and a bowl of mustard bacon noodles was quietly placed inside.

It’s really shredded meat. Lu Qiming has never seen such a literal “silk,” which is not much thicker than hair.

Lu Qiming frowned and refused to accept it.

“Didn’t I say I want to eat meat? Why give me this?”

“There’s meat in here.”

“Too little.”

“If the zombies don’t leave, we can’t go out. We need to eat less food and save food.”

He whined twice, aggrieved.

“But I’m wounded now and need to supplement my nutrition.”

“I know. I brought you this.”

Jiang Miaomiao stuffed a small bottle in.

Lu Qiming unscrewed the lid, looked at the sticky white liquid inside, smelled a familiar smell, remembered the cod liver oil porridge he once enjoyed and suddenly retched.

“It’s delicious. I’ll send you bathwater later.”

Jiang Miaomiao went downstairs after instructing him, picked up her bowl of noodles, and started.

She is very confident in her life for the next half month.

There is plenty of food, water resources, and plenty of electricity.

It can be said that as long as the zombies do not attack, their lives will not be significantly affected.

After the meal, she sent a wash basin of hot water and a towel and asked him to wipe his body.

He stays in the room inactivity and sweats less. It should be enough to wipe with water once a day.

After he finished wiping, she drained the water, gave him anti-inflammatory drugs and bandages, asked him to change the medicine by himself, and left after speaking.

Lu Qiming stretched out his hand from the doorway, “You can change it for me.”

“… it’s not that you have no hands.”

After being bitten by a zombie, he turns back to become a three-year-old child?

She didn’t know that zombies still had this kind of exceptional ability.

Lu Qiming said: “How troublesome is it for you to try to change medicine with one hand? Anyway, you are going to sleep when you go back. Can’t you help me?”

Jiang Miaomiao wanted to continue to refuse, but her gaze fell on his hand wrapped in pig’s trotters. She thought of the severity of the wound, and her heart softened.

She knelt on the floor and untied the bandages in circles.

The man’s arms are slender and muscular, and the skin feels nice, smooth, and elastic.

There are blood spots on the outer layer of the bandage, and the more it is removed, the more it is inside. When she uncovered the last layer.

Looking at the picture in front of her, she feels her flesh is hurting.

The skin and flesh of the wound turned valgus, and the color became pale due to being rinsed with alcohol.

The tooth marks are very deep, the white of the bones can be vaguely seen, and the blood is still flowing out.

He was obviously suffering from pain, and his fingertips trembled slightly.

Jiang Miaomiao took a deep breath, put on gloves, wiped off the blood from the wound with disinfectant cotton, and applied the medicine carefully.

Lu Qiming’s face turned pale, and he was still joking.

“You can obviously be very gentle. Why are you always fierce?”

“Am I fierce?”

“Not only fierce but also lazy and greedy, fond of the new and tired of the old, greedy for life and afraid of death.”

She snorted expressionlessly, “I’m like this. You still don’t leave. Are you looking for abuse?”

Lu Qiming sighed.

“Who made me a kind-hearted person and couldn’t watch others suffer? If I leave, you won’t live the next day by your ability.”

Jiang Miaomiao sneered but had to admit that Lu Qiming’s existence made her persist to the present.

She would have committed suicide a few days before the zombie tide came without him.

She was lost in thought. Her hands stopped in the air.

Lu Qiming scratched his arm with his fingertips, smiled, and said, “Are you very grateful to me?”

She recovered, let out a sigh, and said while applying for the medicine:

“Thank you? Thank you for calling me lazy or saying that you can’t tell the difference between the front and the back?”

“It’s a joke. You are still very good.”

“Where is it good?”

“Uh, this…”

Lu Qiming couldn’t answer. She was so angry that her movements became hard.

The former takes a direct breath of cool air.

“It hurts, it hurts…”

Jiang Miaomiao said he deserved it, but her strength was much lighter.

She left with a small washbasin after taking medicine and bandaging it with a clean bandage.

Lu Qiming called her again, and she asked helplessly:

“What else do you want to do? Let me help you pee?”

“…forget it, forget it, you go.”

Jiang Miaomiao left. He returned to the bed, trying to get a cigarette out, but only touched an empty box.

The rest of the cigarettes were placed in the utility room where the food was stored, and he couldn’t get them. If Jiang Miaomiao could help, he would definitely have to find another criticism. She would say he was better not to smoke.

Lu Qiming leaned against the pillow, holding his injured left hand in his right hand, glanced around casually, and landed on the painting on the wall.

The painting is nothing special. It is a green landscape painting.

But she brought it in and hung it on the wall for him personally, saying that she wanted to cultivate his normal aesthetics.

Thinking of the situation that day, he couldn’t help but raise the corners of his mouth. Suddenly, he found himself laughing like a fool from the reflection of the window glass. He quickly rubbed the corners of his mouth and closed his eyes to sleep.

He slept very restlessly because of the pain, dreaming of returning to his previous life, and struggling in his dreams.

When he woke up, he was sweaty all over. Because there were no windows, he couldn’t tell whether it was day or night. Only a beam of light came in through the doorway.


He yelled at the next door, and no one responded for a long time.

It is estimated that she is still sleeping. Lu Qiming doesn’t go out for half a month. This pig won’t get up until he wakes her up naturally.

Lu Qiming turned over and opened his eyes, a little resistant.

Refuse to enter dreamland.

A woman’s voice suddenly came from outside the door. Her voice was more hoarse since she had just woken up than before.

“What’s up?”

“What’s the matter?”

He was surprised.

“You didn’t sleep.”

“I’m asleep, didn’t you call me?”

“…… I’m thirsty.”


Jiang Miaomiao left a sentence, went downstairs to pour water, and handed him a cup not long after.

He glanced at it, not understanding.

“Why is there only half a cup?”

“Drink less and pee less.”


“Nothing else, right? I went back to sleep.”

After she was about to leave, Lu Qiming shuddered and leaned against the door to complain about his health.

“I have a stomach ache.”

Jiang Miaomiao was vigilant.

“Is it a symptom of being infected?”


What should she do about this? They only have commonly used medicines in their hands; she is not an expert, and there is nothing they can do about the infected people.

Lu Qiming was very calm.

“While I’m still sane, talk to me more. When I become a zombie, you will only be able to talk to dogs in the future. Cherish this opportunity.”

Jiang Miaomiao really did not leave and sat outside in confusion.

“Do you have any other abnormalities?”

“Not yet.” He changed the subject, “You were indeed a college student before the zombie outbreak, right? Why are you not with your family or classmates?”

She was still thinking about his infection and replied reflexively:

“I have no family.”

“No family?”

“I am an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage and had a normal relationship with my classmates.”

“Then why are you so prescient and know to stock up on good things in advance and hide?”

“Because I ……”

She almost said the matter of transmigration to a book, but fortunately, she reacted in time and asked cautiously.

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2 thoughts on “Salted Fish Transmigrated Into An Apocalyptic Book: Chapter 25 (1/2)

  1. Huge change for him to depend on her like this. His turn to say, “Don’t leave me. I’ll go crazy alone.” I wonder if/when they’ll ever be honest with each other?

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