MTL - Pregnant Mothers In the End of the World: Stock Up on Space To Raise Babies-Chapter 7

  Chapter 7

  Lin Xiajin has been here once, so he still knows how to get there. Looking at the small dagger in his hand, he really doesn't feel safe, so he looked around and didn't see any weapons.

   Had no choice but to resign herself to holding the dagger. After all, it is the only weapon nowadays. Lin Xiajin opened the door lightly. The corridor outside was clean, and the sound of walking could be heard clearly.

  Lin Xiajin held a small dagger in his hand, looked at the words on the door plate, and looked for each room.

  In the medicine room, Lin Xiajin was relieved when she saw the name, and then went to open the door, only to find that the door was locked.

  Usually, when there is no one in the medicine room, the door will be locked. Lin Xiajin twisted it for a long time but failed to destroy the door. She wanted to open it again, but she was afraid that the noise would attract zombies.

  Lin Xiajin had no choice but to look for the keys, which were usually in the hands of the doctor on duty. Fortunately, there was a duty room next to her. Lin Xiajin opened the door and touched the clothes in her white coat on the wall. Sure enough, there was a bunch of keys.

  There are two self-heating hot pots and two bottles of Coke on the table, probably left by the school doctor, and Lin Xiajin put these in the space refrigerator.

  Tried one by one, Lin Xiajin opened the door of the medicine room, only half a month ago, there was already a layer of fine dust.

  Lin Xiajin searched for a long time, but couldn't find the medicine she wanted to miscarry. Instead, she found a lot of various vitamins. Since she didn't have any, then she should supplement it!

  Lin Xiajin put away alcohol, iodophor, some external medicines, and various vitamins.

   After finishing all this, Lin Xiajin locked the door and was busy all morning. He was already hungry.

  Find out the hot pot and eat it first. Lin Xiajin, who eats hot and spicy, is really enjoyable and doesn't feel like vomiting anymore.

   Eat and drink enough, just thinking about the next life, my mobile phone still has no signal, and I don’t know how my brother is doing?

  Lin Xiajin's elder brother is also in this city. She believes that if his elder brother is fine, he will definitely come to the school to find her, so she is waiting at the school temporarily. ,

  There are only so many materials in the school, and it is very unrealistic to wait at the school all the time.

  I am still pregnant with my baby and must find a safe place before giving birth!

  Thinking of this, Lin Xiajin seized the time to search for useful supplies on this floor, toilet paper, and some snacks from the two offices, and nothing else.

   It seems that if you want to find food, you can only go to the school's supermarket. There are two large canteens in the school, and there are two large supermarkets in the east canteen and the west canteen.

  I heard from Yang Ziyi that day that the supermarket in the East Canteen has been taken over, and they can only go to the supermarket in the West Canteen.

   I don’t know if they are leaving now. After all, zombies rushed into the teaching building where they were hiding just yesterday, so now they can only go to the supermarket in the West Canteen ahead of them.

  Thinking about this, Lin Xiajin was about to leave for the West Canteen immediately. When passing by the simple operating room on the second floor, Lin Xiajin really saw a more suitable weapon.

The long knife, as long as an adult's arm, but only as narrow as two fingers, made Lin Xiajin very excited. It was much better than the small dagger in his hand, but Lin Xiajin didn't drop the small dagger either. It is placed in the space.

Holding a long knife, now Lin Xiajin is much safer and more daring. Just coming down from the second floor, he bumped into a zombie. The zombie's head was cut in half.

   Dirty blood splashed everywhere, a few drops splashed on Lin Xiajin's face, it was disgusting.

  (end of this chapter)