Dragon Ball Love, Prince Saiyan is too domineering

"If you don't want to, then I'll ask Kelin to help." Bulma didn't have time to entangle with him, and planned to find other people.

With a stiff face, Vegeta let go of her hands and squatted next to Yamcha, looking away, but said to Bulma: "Put it up. If he can't hold it firmly and falls from the sky, I won't will save him."

"Great!" Bulma breathed a sigh of relief.

The boy carefully placed Yamcha on Vegeta's back, while Bulma stood in front of Vegeta very actively, opened his arms to him, and showed a bright smile.

"Tch." After Vegeta hugged her in his arms, he immediately flew to the city.

Kelin and the others stood there, staring at the direction the three of them left in surprise.

"Is he really Vegeta?" Krillin said to himself in a complicated way.

"Uncle Vegeta seems to have become very gentle." Son Gohan nodded in agreement.

"Mr. Vegeta..." The boy followed Vegeta closely.

He would really like to follow Vegeta if he could, but he can't, he has an important mission to do.

Perhaps his gaze was too hot, and Bulma, who was hugged in his arms, secretly looked at him through the gap, feeling a little reluctant in his heart.

"Hey, Vegeta, is that person a Saiyan too?"

"Impossible, there are only three last Saiyan bloodlines in this world." Vegeta also cared about the boy, "But the aura he exudes is indeed something that only Saiyans can have, what is going on? "

"Forget it, I'll ask him later when I'm free. Wearing our company's clothes and capsule tools, it shouldn't be difficult to find him." Bulma didn't care too much, and what she's most worried about now is the half-comatose Yamu tea.

"Hmph." Vegeta was very upset.

It's okay for this lowly woman to care about her ex-boyfriend, but now she's thinking about other men.

It's really irritating.

his wound worsened

Bulma is the daughter of the president of the capsule company. She is usually low-key and never appears on TV, so ordinary people don't know her.

Fortunately, Vegeta took the two of them into the largest hospital in the city and landed directly in the dean's office. After the dean was surprised, he quickly recognized Bulma and immediately sent someone to take the injured Yamu Tea Advance VIP Advanced Ward.

"Miss Bulma, don't worry, the most powerful doctors in the city have been called." The dean stood at the door of the intensive care unit, talking to Bulma humbly.

"It's okay, as long as it can be treated, you can go to work first." Bulma waved to him.

"Okay, if you need anything, just ask."

When the dean walked away, Bulma turned his head and asked Vegeta in confusion: "We also have medical equipment at home, why don't we just go back?"

"Do you want more scumbags in the family?" Vegeta put his hands in front of him, leaning against the wall of the corridor, his tone was quite uncomfortable.

"Yamcha is not a scumbag, he was hurt because of me anyway." Bulma's eyebrows twitched, and his heart was full of guilt for Yamcha.

She couldn't explain her feelings for Yamcha, but she was sure that it wasn't love, nor was it nostalgia for the past.

Hearing that she was speaking for Yamcha, Vegeta was a little irritable and his mood became very unstable. He was seriously injured in his body, and he flew such a long distance with two people, which directly caused him to fail to suppress the wound .

"Puff—cough cough..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body weakened and slowly slid down the wall.

Seeing this scene, Bulma turned pale with fright, squatted down in front of him to check the situation, and called the doctor over by the way.

"No need, the doctors on Earth can't treat the body of a Saiyan." Vegeta gritted his teeth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and frowned in pain because of patience.

"Vegeta! Have you been hurt all the time? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Bulma looked at his uncomfortable appearance, felt pain in his heart, panicked all over, and trembled when he spoke, "Go back quickly, my family The instrument can heal you!"

Perhaps it was because of the aggravation of the wound in Vegeta's body, this time he didn't speak or refuse, barely supported the last of his strength, and took Bulma out of the hospital.

"Dad, hurry up and help Vegeta heal, he's injured!" Bulma shouted hastily as soon as his feet landed.

Vegeta half-kneeled on the ground and covered his chest, panting heavily, with cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Brives immediately asked the housekeeper to send Vegeta to the medical room, and stood in front of the equipment to help Vegeta with examination and treatment.

"He was able to stand up with such a serious injury..." Breaves looked at the results of the examination on the screen, a little surprised.

Bulma stood beside the medical bed in a flustered mood, looking at Vegeta who was panting, with mist in his eyes: "Sorry, I didn't notice, you must have been injured when you helped defend Kodd's blow, I'm sorry... …you got hurt because of me, and I yelled at you…”

There was a slow remorse in her tone.

"Huh...it has nothing to do with you..." Vegeta said this sentence through his teeth with difficulty, his expression still indifferent.

"Vegeta..." Bulma murmured his name.

She already knew what Vegeta was and how he spoke, and of course she knew that Vegeta just didn't want to admit it.

tenderness at night

"Uh-cough..." Vegeta lay on the bed trying to endure the wound, but another mouthful of blood gushed from his throat.

Bulma hurriedly found a towel to help him wipe it gently.

She didn't know what she was afraid of, but seeing Vegeta hurt, she felt sad for a while.

drip-drip-drip-

The regular sound of instructions from the medical equipment was particularly abrupt in the quiet room.

After seeing that the various data had stabilized, Breaves finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Vegeta who was in a deep sleep, he quietly gestured to Bulma.

"Father, how is Vegeta's situation?" Bulma followed him out, and asked impatiently after closing the door gently.

"Don't worry, the self-healing ability of Saiyans is beyond our imagination, and Vegeta will be fine as long as he rests for a few days." Brives showed her a reassuring smile.

"Huh——" Bulma clutched his chest, and the big stone in his heart finally fell, "I'll go to upgrade the gravity room first, the attack system is ready, and I want to finish it before Vegeta wakes up."

"Go, come to me whenever you have any difficulties." Breaves looked at his daughter tenderly.

He is a bystander who has discovered that the relationship between her and Vegeta has undergone subtle changes.

Bulma worked hard in the gravity room until night, and finally the upgrade was completed.

She wiped off the sweat from her forehead, and then went back to the restaurant to fill her stomach with satisfaction, then went to the bathroom to quickly wash off the stains on her body, put on clean clothes and went back to the medical room.

Vegeta was still in a deep sleep, his bushy sword-brows were tightly locked and never let go.

He was always like this, always looking vigilant.

Bulma approached him, sat beside him and looked at his sleeping face, couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently caress between his eyebrows with the word "Chuan".

late at night.

"Ahem..." Vegeta felt a little uncomfortable in his throat, and was woken up by coughing in his sleep.

After he opened his eyes to relax for a moment, he looked around and saw Bulma sleeping beside his bed.

Her face was tired, and a few strands of hair fell down her face.

Vegeta reached out subconsciously and gently brushed the lock of hair behind her ear.

Of course, he didn't realize it until he finished this action, looking at his hands that were frozen in the air in disbelief.

He also didn't understand why he was so natural, and specially controlled the strength, for fear of waking her up.

"Hmm..." Bulma murmured in his dream, causing Vegeta's throat to tighten.

He lay back down and watched Bulma from the corner of his eye until he fell asleep again.

After Bulma woke up the next morning, she opened her eyes to find that Vegeta was no longer in bed.

She woke up in an instant, ran out nervously, pulled a servant randomly and asked, "Where's Vegeta?"

"Mr. Bei is in the restaurant..."

As soon as the voice fell, Bulma had already run there.

"Good morning." Mrs. Breeves was drinking tea, and said with a smile when she saw Bulma coming in.

"Mom, good morning." After Bulma responded, he looked around in the restaurant and saw Vegeta sitting there eating.

She ran over worriedly, approached Vegeta and asked, "You are injured, why are you up?"

Vegeta looked at her tense look, with an unnatural expression, and replied in a stiff tone: "Saiyans are not as weak as people on Earth."

what did the boy say

Hearing his steady breath, Bulma calmed down and showed him a bright smile: "That's good. Seeing you injured yesterday almost scared me to death."

Seeing the smile on her face, Vegeta's ears secretly began to turn red.

He had to admit that this feeling of being cared about was not bad.

And he never knew before that there would be such a way of getting along with each other.

"The relationship between Bulma and Bei Jun is really enviable." Mrs. Breeves sat beside her and observed with a smile.

"Tch, who has a good relationship with her." Vegeta froze, turning his face aside.

Bulma didn't care too much, she was too worried about Vegeta's injury just now, and ran over before washing up.

After feeling relieved, she stretched herself, and finally she could go to those chores.

When she returned to the restaurant again, Bell