The Walking Dead: reborn as Carl

But something seemed to have happened when Carl arrived outside the clinic.

There were several SUVs and pickup trucks parked there.

Carl knew that this was the car the Governor and his men used when they went out.

There were also some people standing at the door of the clinic.

Crowley, Tim, Martinez, Warren, Bob…

These were people who often went out with the Governor, and Carl was familiar with them enough that he could at least call out each one's name.

Without hesitation, Carl walked towards the clinic.

"Hey, kid, don't get close here now." Crowley waved the rifle in his hand to drive him away.

"Crowley, he's still a child, don't scare him." Martinez glared at Crowley in dissatisfaction.

Martinez is a captain among these fighting forces besides the governor, so his words are naturally effective.

Crowley curled his lips, slung his rifle over his shoulder, and said nothing more.

Martinez looked at Carl and said, "Carl, you really can't go in here for the time being. Maybe you can wait."

"Martinez, what happened? Is anyone hurt?" Carl asked.

Martinez shook his head helplessly, "This... I'm sorry, I can't tell you, dear child, go and play by yourself for a while, maybe you can go find Noah."

"Is the Governor in there?" Carl asked again.

Martinez raised his eyebrows slightly, but nodded.

Carl continued, "The Governor will not deny me permission to go in, sir, perhaps you could go and ask?"

Martinez said helplessly, "Kid, it's really inconvenient right now. There's nothing to be curious about."

"Martinez, is that Carl outside? Let him in if he wants."

The Governor's somewhat low voice came from the room.

Martinez was slightly stunned, then looked at Karl in surprise, turned sideways, and said, "Forget it, you go in, kid."

Karl nodded and smiled slightly, "See, I told you so."

Karl entered the room, walked from the living room outside into the ward, and looked at the bed where he had lay for quite a while.

At this time, there was a person lying on the hospital bed, a middle-aged man with slightly chubby cheeks. He was connected to a ventilator, although he was covered with a quilt.

Carl still saw the exposed part of the collar. It was a military uniform. Carl couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

But it was only a moment, and Dr. Stevens was at the bedside, inserting an infusion needle into the patient.

The Governor looked on.

Karl walked to the Governor and nodded slightly, "Sir, what's going on?"

The Governor shook his head, obviously not wanting to explain now, and simply said, "We'll talk later."

Then the Governor asked Dr. Stevens, "Doctor, how is it? Can it be saved?"

Dr. Stevens stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked at Karl with a slight light in his eyes, but he still answered the Governor's question first;

"The situation is not very good. It depends on whether God blesses him."

The Governor nodded and said, "Do your best, at any cost."

"Okay, but Governor, what's wrong with him?" asked Dr. Stevens.

The Governor said, "I don't know. When we found him, he had already crashed. But he seems to be a member of the National Guard. He is worth saving."

"A soldier? That's certainly worth it. Governor, let me thank you for your generosity on his behalf," said Dr. Stevens.

"Haha...there's no need for that." The Governor just smiled.

Carl nodded to Dr. Stevens but said nothing so as not to disturb her.

But Stevens took the initiative to say, "Carl, if you are hungry, you can go eat first. I made your favorite noodles with soybean paste. It's in the kitchen, you know."

"Thank you, but I'm not hungry. I want to wait for you." Carl said.

"Hehe..." Dr. Stevens smiled. She knew it was useless to say anything more, so she didn't say anything else and continued to be busy.

The Governor ordered, "If anything happens, notify me immediately."

"OK."

Then the Governor instructed Karl, "Come to my office after you have lunch with Dr. Stevens."

"Okay." Carl also nodded.

The Governor patted Carl on the shoulder and left, taking most of the men with him, leaving only Tim and Crowley guarding the door.

Carl didn't have to wait long after Dr. Stevens had settled everything for the person on the bed.

It seemed that he didn't want to keep Carl waiting too long, so he had lunch with Carl first.

It was a very good meal, and after it was over, Carl once again sincerely praised Dr. Stevens' cooking skills.

Dr. Stevens was used to this. He just rubbed Carl's head, refused Carl's request to help wash the dishes, and asked Carl to go find the Governor as soon as possible.

After saying goodbye to Dr. Stevens, Carl went to find the Governor without stopping.

As for what the Governor wanted to see him about, Karl already had some guesses.

It seems that there is no need to be anxious. Things have to be done step by step. This is reasonable, without any flaws, and will appear perfect.

So this time, Carl did not let the "Second Carl" appear. Well, now if the real Carl does not want, the "Second Carl" cannot appear on his own initiative.

As Carl himself said;

You can't get mine.

"Knock, knock…"

Knock on the door.

"Enter."

Pushing the door open and walking in, Carl walked to the sofa with ease. This time he sat down without the Governor's instructions.

"Sir, do you have any juice?" Carl asked with a smile."Hehe…" The Governor came over from behind his desk with a glass of juice, put the juice on the coffee table in front of Carl, and then sat down on the sofa opposite Carl.

Carl was not restrained. He picked up the juice directly, put the straw in his mouth, and sipped it while looking at the Governor with a very casual attitude.

The governor had no dissatisfaction with this. On the contrary, this was what the governor wanted.

Knowing this, Carl behaved in this way.

"Carl." The Governor leaned back on the sofa and looked at Carl.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Carl let go of his habit.

"Are you used to your job?"

"It's okay, I just feel bored."

"So do you want to change it?"

"What?"

The Governor shook his head, didn't say anything directly, sat up straight, leaned forward, put his arms on his legs, supported his body, looked at Carl, and asked;

"Karl, do you have a shadow on the outside world?"

"Shadow? Sir, do you want me to go out?"

"No, I'm just asking. You said last time that you were a good shooter, but just one time doesn't prove anything."

"Sir, don't you still believe me?" Carl curled his lips and took a sip of juice.

The Governor smiled and said, "Of course I believe it, but being a good shooter is not enough. If you don't want to go to Milton, you can stay with me in the future."

"Follow sir? Become sir's assistant? It seems good, but sir, don't you already have Luo Wan?"

"Haha, assistant? That seems good, but Luo Wan is just a secretary, this is different. By the way, if you want, I can teach you some more marksmanship or something."

"Damn it, sir, I knew you still didn't believe me, I'm going to prove it to you!"

"Hehe, I didn't say that."

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