Chapter 8: The Rose Girl (2)

"Hihi, I am Master Yang Zhang's pet, just like you guys. I just have a different body," she replied. "Wait, we can't have a talk here. We need to stop the bleeding first, at least."

The zombie woman gently touched the wound on Yang Zhang's arm, and white roses magically sprouted and bloomed on Yang Zhang's arm to close the wound instantly.

"Ah, that would close the wound temporarily. But we need to clean it first, at least with alcohol. Let's bring him inside first," the woman grabbed Yang Zhang's waist and carried him like carrying a sack of potatoes.

They entered the hut, and the zombie woman carefully put Yang Zhang on the bed. She took off his jacket to see the stab wound.

Thanks to the black roses sprouting on his arm, the wound had stopped leaking. But the wound was still terrible-looking and had to be cleaned and bandaged quickly.

The woman looked at other pets who were waiting for her to do something to Yang Zhang, and she commanded, "Little Ivy, can you grab me the tote bag that Master Yang Zhang brought today? Chestnut, Lieutenant Spicy Wing, please bring a towel here. We need to clean this wound."

"Vii!"

"Chirp!"

"Squeak!"

The pets went their separate ways to make the request, while Poddie was the only one looking out for Yang Zhang right now, "Pii, Pii?"

"Master Yang is fine. He just fainted because he was exhausted. He just needs to rest and get his wound treated," the zombie woman said.

"Oh, you're new here, right? May I know your name?" The zombie woman asked.

"PII!"

"Poddie? Okay, then, Poddie, why don't you go to the backyard and grab that Mana bead he vomited before."

"Pii!"

Poddie also went out to grab the Mana bead for Yang Zhang.

The zombie woman looked around the house and had a sense of nostalgia, especially with the bed and the baby crib. As if she had a personal connection with them.

But she remembered nothing, and after she gained consciousness of her own and could move her entire body, the first thing she did was clean the hut for the man who gave her life, Master Yang Zhang.

She didn't have a name, let alone any memories of her previous life, but she knew everything about this hut in the back of her head. She even knew how to clean up and do many chores. It was all an instinct at this point.

So when Master Yang Zhang was out for two days, she took the initiative to uproot herself and started cleaning the house, even washing Master Yang Zhang's dirty clothes and drying them up under the sun.

All the pets returned not long after with all the requested items that the zombie woman asked.

"Thank you, everyone, now let's start helping Master Yang Zhang first," she said.

She plucked all the black roses from Yang Zhang's arm and opened the first aid kit. Of course, she did everything by instinct, but everything seemed to be very clear to her.

She picked the bottle of alcohol from the kit and then started pouring it gently on the wound to kill the bacteria.

Yang Zhang frowned a few times because of the pain, but he remained unconscious throughout the process.

She patted the wound with antiseptic wipes to clean the rest of the dirt before using her own all-natural thread made out of very thin roots. She stitched the stab wound before wrapping it with a bandage.

After all, was done, she got up from the bed and looked at Master Yang Zhang's other pets.

"Let's take a rest for now, okay? I know all of you must've been tired."

Everyone except the zombie woman gathered around Yang Zhang, about to rest with their master. But not with her, the zombie woman stood in silence before walking to the door and left.

"Vii?" Little Ivy asked why the zombie wouldn't sleep with them, but the zombie was a bit shy. "Master Yang Zhang is not used to me, and my body smells horrid. I'll rest in my resting spot in the backyard."

"Viii…" Little Ivy was still wondering how a zombie could become friendly like that. And how could she not feel scared around her?

"Vii…"

"Chirp?"

"Vii!"

Little Ivy told Spicy Wing that she had no fear of that woman despite her zombie appearance.

"Squeak!" Chestnut barged in and gave its opinion.

Maybe Little Ivy is scared of the grunting sound that zombies make, but not by their appearance.

Or… maybe because that zombie woman wasn't hostile in the first place. She also spoke just like their master, and she looked like a beautiful human!

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Of course, she had greyish skin and had stitches here and there, but if you ignored that, the zombie woman with a dancing rose on top of her head looked and acted like a normal human.

The pets were discussing the possibilities, but of course, they couldn't come up with any conclusion because the only all-knowing man in this world was their master, Yang Zhang.

Thus, they decided to snuggle around Yang Zhang and guarded him against any harm, just like how Yang Zhang protected them.

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Yang Zhang was in deep slumber for more than 12 hours. And when he regained his consciousness, his body was in too much pain that he couldn't even open his eyes right now.

All he could do was listen and feel his surrounding.

'Okay, I definitely heard the snore that Chestnut and Spicy Wing usually made.'

'I feel something is hugging my nose right now. That's definitely Poddie. Since he really likes hugging my nose.'

'Oh, I could also feel the heat on my chest and top of my head. Only the mutated animals can produce the heat, so Chestnut and Spicy Wing are on top of me right now.'

'Little Ivy is circling her vines around my uninjured arm, like always.'

'Oh, speaking of my arm….'

Yang Zhang felt the stinging pain was still there, but it wasn't as bad as before. Either he had lost too much blood and was dying right now, or he was getting treated.

But if he was dying right now, how could his pets be sleeping comfortably right now. They must've panicked to the bone, especially Little Ivy, who was pretty protective and clingy with him.

Yang Zhang suddenly heard the creaking wooden floor as someone approached him. Now he got even more confused and nervous at the same time. He kept guessing who was the person approaching him right now.

The last time he remembered, he fainted in the backyard, but now he was sleeping on top of comfortable bedding.

Since Yang Zhang couldn't do anything right now, all he could do was pray that the person approaching him wasn't hostile.

"Master, I'm here to wipe your face and chest. You've been sweating all night long."

Yang Zhang felt a cold hand carefully brush his bare chest, scooping Chestnut, who was sleeping on top of his chest, and put the squirrel right beside Spicy Wing on top of his head.

"Please excuse me, Master…."

Yang Zhang felt a brush of a damp cloth gently wiping his face. The woman had a cold hand, but her touch was undeniably gentle and comfortable.

She put her palm on top of Yang Zhang's chest and commented, "Master, your heat has returned. I think you will be conscious soon. Pardon me for being brazen and touching your bare chest."

'Oh, I am fully conscious right now,' Yang Zhang said in his heart since he couldn't open his mouth right now.

He wondered who this lady was. From the way she spoke, she seemed to be a polite woman.

'It's definitely not Katarang. I also doubt that woman would call me Master. The only way she'd address me is by using 'hey you,' so Katarang was definitely out of the question.'

'But who would be kind enough to take care of me while I was unconscious?'

Yang Zhang had many questions in his head, and he still found no answer to any of them.

'Oh well, I will find out after I can open my eyes. Let me just… enjoy her care, for now, it feels nice, not gonna lie.'

Yang Zhang relaxed as he felt the woman's damp cloth go down to his neck and chest.

She carefully wiped the sweat on his chest, down to his flat stomach.

Yang Zhang was somewhat embarrassed because it would definitely be 10x sexier if he had abs. At least he had something to showcase there.

The wipe continued to go down until Yang Zhang felt the damp cloth was wiping his belly button and went down near his crotch.

Though he still had his pants, the woman didn't feel shy to wipe his waistline.

Yang Zhang felt ticklish, especially since the woman's cold hand brushed near his dick.

'Oh, shit…'

Slowly, he felt his pants tighten, and he got a boner.

The woman stopped wiping and suddenly commented, "Master, Did I do something wrong? Why are you hard?"

She suddenly whispered in Yang Zhang's ear, "Master, do you want me to do something about it?

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