My apocalyptic heroine has come true

"I want to go see my parents... I left in such a hurry last time that I didn't get to say goodbye to them properly."

Xia Xiaochi stood up straight and answered like a model soldier.

"OK."

Fang Ming types on the keyboard.

"I'll go with you."

Chapter 15 Rehabilitation Training

Early the next morning.

Fang Ming was still asleep when he was pulled out of bed by a rehabilitation therapist from the rehabilitation center in the next building.

The morning session is a two-hour initial assessment of your physical condition.

Blood sugar, blood pressure, muscle strength, respiratory function...

Fang Ming was pressed into a chair by several doctors and underwent a full body examination.

Except for some severe muscle atrophy caused by severe myasthenia gravis, all his physical indicators are healthy.

Then, according to the schedule, we began the grueling basic training...

Abdominal breathing training and light limb exercise training.

These basic exercises are just appetizers for Fang Ming.

The most painful moment is when your feet touch the ground.

This sense of resistance comes not only from physical resistance, but also from psychological fear.

Long-term bed rest and wheelchair life have made Fang Ming extremely insecure about his body.

Just the act of sitting up from the bed and moving to a semi-recumbent position on a chair made him sweat profusely.

The tingling sensation spread from the ankle to the calf, and finally engulfed the entire leg like a needle prick.

The fatigue caused by muscle weakness made the broken body lose balance.

After stumbling several times, Fang Ming almost fell to the ground.

Thanks to the joint efforts of medical staff, I finally completed the first set of basic exercises with great difficulty.

During the intermission, Fang Ming drank some hot water and finally made time to see his little heroine.

In the picture, the heroine Xia Xiaochi is also busy.

She was pacing the shelter.

This time, Fang Ming didn't see her cautiously walking with the help of a wall, but she had a pair of strange props in her hands...

Axillary crutches?

Axillary crutches are one of the commonly used walking aids for people with lower limb dysfunction, and they are everywhere in the rehabilitation center where Fang Ming works.

However, it is somewhat rare to appear in a doomsday world.

Xia Xiaochi was seen holding a strange triangular crutch with one hand, taking every step he took in the shelter with extreme caution.

It seems that she is also working hard on her rehabilitation training.

Fang Ming was simply amazed at the DIY abilities of her little heroine.

Upon closer inspection, she saw that the crutch was made of the waste plastic she had picked up yesterday.

From the used alcohol lamp on the ground, it can be seen that she used alcohol to heat the hard plastic and stick them together. After the object was roughly shaped, she used a sharp dagger to carve out the details bit by bit.

He is simply a little genius in hands-on work.

"..."

"Ok?"

Xia Xiaochi has been staring at the monitor since he woke up this morning.

She tried calling the system brother several times, but the system brother did not respond to her.

She judged that the other party must be busy, so she went to do her own thing.

Although there were a lot of things to do, Xia Xiaochi kept glancing at the monitor intentionally or unintentionally, for fear of missing any text sent by the system boss.

As expected, even a simple string of ellipsis sent by the system was captured by her keen sense.

"Big System...Brother, you're awake!"

Xia Xiaochi walked briskly, tapping the crutch in his hand on the ground, and walked quickly to the monitor.

"I have three legs now!"

She held up her two armpit crutches to show Fang Ming like a child showing off her trophies.

"sharp."

Based on the text alone, Xia Xiaochi couldn't tell whether the other party was joking with him or sincerely praising him.

Still, she smiled and joked.

"I have three legs now, so I can definitely run faster than Brother System!"

"yes."

Fang Ming answered immediately.

is not that right.

Although he was also lame, Xia Xiaochi's steps were as agile as a rabbit...

Reflect on yourself.

Just moving from the bed to the wheelchair can make me exhausted.

Fang Ming seemed inexplicably competitive.

He took the rehabilitation program list and took a look at it, then waved to the rehabilitation therapist who was waiting for him to rest, motioning him to come over.

"But soon I'll be faster than you."

Fang Ming sent one last message, then his eyes fixed, he gritted his teeth and moved from the wheelchair to the bed.

The pain and strong feeling of powerlessness caused a cold sweat to appear on Fang Ming's forehead.

"Do you have armpit crutches? I want those."

Fang Ming said to the rehabilitation therapist who was walking towards him.

He also didn't know where this strong desire to win came from.

I just subconsciously thought that if I lost to a female game protagonist in this aspect, I would be too bad.

Men never admit defeat.

"...You won't be able to use crutches for the time being."

When the rehabilitation therapist heard that this patient was going to use this level of assistive props, he was impressed from the bottom of his heart.

"Then is there anything else you can give me to help me walk, a walker?"

"Don't be too impatient," the rehabilitation therapist said soothingly.

"Our rehabilitation training is gradual. The first stage is light limb exercises, followed by balance training. Once you can roughly walk, you can use a walker, followed by crutches, a cane, and finally walking without assistance."

The rehabilitation therapist was a young man who had heard a little about Fang Ming's condition from the inpatient department.

When he saw Fang Ming's urgent attitude, he also felt worried for Fang Ming.

"Rehabilitation training cannot be rushed. Let's take it slowly. The fact that you can walk on your feet today has already exceeded our expectations." The rehabilitation therapist comforted.

Fang Ming stared at the image of Xia Xiaochi on his phone, who was walking quickly on three legs with two crutches.

For the first time, Fang Ming was actually a little envious.

The physique of the little girl in the last days is different.

If it were him, he definitely wouldn't have the perseverance that Xia Xiaochi has.

"Then let's continue."

Fang Ming hardened his heart, grabbed the railing and moved his body again.

Although myasthenia gravis made his legs lose strength.

But he got his strength from elsewhere.

……

The sun is setting in the west.

In the blink of an eye, it was already evening.

Fang Ming's first day of rehabilitation training finally came to an end.

It was as if a withered body absorbed the first drop of water from the dry ground.

Fang Ming felt refreshed, as if everything had come alive.

The ceiling above his head was no longer black, white and gray. The light that was usually unbearable became particularly warm when it fell on him.

The body that once could run freely on the playground and freely spend youth and sweat seems to be slowly recovering from the ruins.

Yesterday, after asking Xia Xiaochi where he wanted to go, Fang Ming had a corresponding answer to this question in his mind.

He also has places he wants to go.

Return to the ward.

Fang Ming cleared the second row of the store as usual.

This time he resisted the urge to buy the first column of equipment and chose to store the energy points.

Fang Ming’s short-term goal is very clear——

That mechanical exoskeleton that costs 89 points.

Although he himself couldn't wear this thing, he really wanted Xia Xiaochi to put it on and see it for him.