doodle prince

Beads of sweat rolled on Jingze's forehead, looking at Chen Feng who had fainted from the pain on the ground, he asked cautiously: "Your Highness, this..."

His Highness frowned in thought.

Jing Ze was a little anxious.

I don't know why this famous Prince His Royal Highness suddenly visited his small shop that had just opened for a month.

Could it be that the one lying on the ground is also some kind of big shot?

But something is not quite right, this Mr. Chen is lying on the ground, looking left and right, he is just an ordinary human from the inside and the outside...

Besides, the people from Huming Realm have only been in the Human Realm for a month. How did this ordinary human being on the ground form such a big bond with their unattainable and noble Prince His Royal Highness in such a short period of time?

While thinking about it, His Royal Highness stretched out his hand, and a ball of fireflies immediately covered Mr. Chen's injured right hand.

The golden firefly turned from dark to bright, wrapping Mr. Chen's right hand until there was no gap left.

After about tens of seconds, the firefly gradually became dim, and the firefly dispersed, and Mr. Chen's right hand gradually appeared.

The healer behind Jingze, who had high blood pressure, high blood sugar and high blood fat, hiccupped in fright.

Mr. Chen's right hand... is tied in a knot.

It was true, a knot was tied.

The front palm and the back of the hand are on the same plane, and all five fingers are turned 280 degrees.

...It seems that His Highness really hates this Mr. Chen, who actually came up with such a strange way of torturing people.

His Royal Highness, whom he had never seen in his whole life, appeared in front of him alive like this. Jingze would never let go of any chance to flatter him.

He immediately put on a look of admiration, and tried his best to praise: "Your Highness is really extraordinary, even the way of torturing people is so fresh, refined and unique! It's really wonderful, wonderful!"

His Highness turned his head expressionlessly: "Treatment."

Jing Ze: "...Huh?"

His Highness's voice was extremely indifferent: "I just want to straighten his hand."

It's just that I accidentally turned the direction a little bit, and the force was a little too strong.

Jing Ze: "..."

Cure... cure?

I almost forgot, this man is dubbed the God of Destruction by the doll elves.

God of destruction, how can he be good at healing?

Jingze blinked, and said cautiously: "Let's leave it to the little ones to deal with such trivial matters. Your Highness...won't you rest first?"

His Royal Highness sighed, waved his hands wearily, and sat down on the chair next to him: "Treat whatever you want, you don't need to cure it, as long as it looks like an injury caused by a human being."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Your Highness, it's done." Jing Ze stepped forward and said respectfully, "According to your instructions, this gentleman's current injury is only a mild fracture. Go to the hospital and get a plaster cast. Totally good."

"Going to the hospital?" The prince frowned slightly, "It's so troublesome."

"If His Highness finds it troublesome, why don't you let the villain take him to the hospital, and His Highness can rest here."

"Forget it." The prince stood up, walked to Chen Fengfeng, lifted him into the air with his thoughts, and hugged him by the waist.

"Just lead the way." The prince frowned and looked at Chen Feng in his arms, and muttered, "It's so heavy."

As soon as he finished speaking, the 1.8 meter Chen Feng who was lying in his arms last second was shrunk down to the size of a keychain.

The prince was about to put him in his pocket, but when he saw Chen Feng who had been reduced to such a small size, he suddenly became playful.

The thumb rests on his foot, the index finger rests on his head, and squeezes lightly like a doll.

Chen Feng's whole body was bent backwards.

Jingze's heart was about to jump out, and tremblingly, he carefully reminded: "Your Highness... Your Highness, this... this human body is... not elastic, you can't play like this."

The smile on the prince's face suddenly froze.

He glanced at Jingze, with a haughty expression: "Playing? Which eye of yours saw me playing?"

Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Jingze's forehead. He lowered his head and said in a panic, "No, no, the villain didn't see His Highness playing, Your Highness... His Highness was just observing his injury..."

The prince glanced at Chen Feng who was sweating from the pain in a coma, pursed his lips with some guilt, and put Chen Feng in his pocket: "Let's go, lead the way."

When Chen Feng opened his eyes, he found himself lying in the hospital again.

The right hand did not hurt so much, but it was very heavy. Chen Feng looked down and saw that it was a plaster cast.

The ward was not quiet, it was noisy.

"...Oh, don't pretend, I have already seen your aura, which does not belong to human beings!"

A clear and familiar voice sounded.

It was the little second-year-old who ran into his ward yesterday.

The Healer's face was dark, and his voice was low and cold: "What did you say?"

"It has been discovered, nothing can be hidden from the magic eyes of my Black Wing Clan..."

"Black Wing Clan? No, you are not from our world."

"We always grow up in the dark, not known by anyone, and naturally we will not be known by people with low magic power like you!"

"Heh, the magic power is low, do you know who I am?"

The healer who broke his hand just now looked very dangerous, and the self-proclaimed "the only king of the Black Wing Clan" whom Chen Feng had met looked at each other, seemingly refusing to let anyone else.

Chen Feng: ...

What's happening here?

The second disease of the big middle school met the second disease of the small middle school?

Chen Feng: "Ahem..."

The spirit master's expression changed slightly, he glared at the boy viciously, and said in a deep voice, "Go back immediately while I'm still patient, and don't take a step closer to him."

The boy was terrified by the healer, but quickly gathered his courage again, raised his head, his expression was full of disdain: "Just go, if my mother hadn't told me to take the medicine, I wouldn't have let you go so easily! "

After he finished speaking, he saw the Healer's expression became very scary, he immediately shut up and ran away.

After the boy left, the spiritual master turned his head to look at Chen Feng with a cold expression: "What did you hear just now?"

Tsk, I'm sorry.

But it's also true that he still has a second-school illness when he grows up so big, and it's the first time he's seen her.

Forget it, save some face for him.

Chen Feng blinked in confusion: "What did you hear? I just woke up."

The healer—that is, the prince looked at Chen Feng suspiciously, and found that there was nothing unusual about his expression, so his expression eased, and he waved his hand to drive away the amnesiac that had just been called.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with Chen Feng, the only thing left is...

The prince looked up, just in time to see the boy who claimed to be from the Black Wing tribe, holding the hands of two adult humans, passing by the window.

The prince's eyes darkened, he stood up and walked out of the ward.

Jingze had been waiting for a long time, when he saw the prince coming out, he hurriedly bowed and saluted.

The prince said: "I still have some things to deal with, you put someone beside Chen Feng."

Jingze was stunned for a moment: "I thought His Highness wanted to monitor him closely..."

The prince turned around and said coldly, "You talk too much."

"Sub... This subordinate is convicted, Your Highness, please forgive me."

The prince glanced at Chen Feng on the hospital bed again, and walked away.

Personal surveillance?Could it be that he was allowed to pretend to be a spiritual master again and let Chen Feng choose? !After being rejected by Chen Feng once, he almost crushed Chen Feng to death. If he was rejected again, he couldn't guarantee that he could calm down and leave Chen Feng with a dead body.

Chen Feng stared at his plaster for a while, and just about to call the doctor in to ask about the situation, the door was opened.

That master Jingze led a group of spiritual masters in.

Jing Ze greeted Chen Feng: "Mr. Chen, I'm really sorry that this happened. We will take full responsibility for your medical expenses. Not only that, in order to express our apology, I brought a The best group of spiritual masters, you can choose at will, and our spiritual masters will serve you for free for one month."

Chen Feng remembered the spiritual master who broke his hand, and asked tentatively, "Is that one among the spiritual masters who serve for free?"

"Of course not." Master Jingze's tone was full of compliments, "That is our great spiritual master, who usually doesn't take such orders, but today he condescends to come here because of his destiny, but who knows that Mr. I don't appreciate it. Our great spiritual master has a lot of things to do every day, and now we have to deal with official business, so I'm afraid we won't have a chance with Mr. "

Chen Feng breathed a sigh of relief, but somehow felt a little empty in his heart.

Since they said they would provide him with a month's service for free, Chen Feng carefully selected ordinary spiritual masters, and finally chose a young spiritual master who smiled very kindly.

This healer is thinner than other healers, and has a passer-by face that can be forgotten in a blink of an eye.

The passer-by face healer said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, my name is Wang He, please take care of me from now on."

Chen Feng stretched out his uninjured left hand: "Just call me Chen Feng."

After Master Jingze led the remaining spiritual masters away.Chen Feng hung an arm with a plaster cast, and went to the kindergarten with Wang He to pick up the child.

It was only then that Chen Feng discovered that Wang He was actually a very talkative person, and he was even talkative when he talked about it.

In less than half an hour, he even asked what brand of soap was when Chen Feng accidentally stepped on it and slipped and lost his memory a month ago.

Of course, Chen Feng didn't remember the brand of the soap, but based on other soaps at home, he guessed that it should be Diao Brand.

However, Chen Feng is still a man with normal self-esteem, and he deliberately kept his wife's affair a secret.

Anyway, his wife's cheating has nothing to do with him feeling that he saw a supernatural phenomenon... maybe.

"So Brother Chen...can I call you Brother Chen?"

That's right, this bald-headed and big-faced man already looks like a big brother who is nearly 40 years old, but he is only 25, two months and five days younger than Chen Feng.

"Okay." Chen Feng nodded.

"So, Brother Chen, you haven't seen anything directly, you just had some strange dreams, but you always have some strange fantasies, right?" Wang He scratched his head.

Chen Feng: "That's right."

Wang He lowered his head, and while earnestly jotting down key points in his notebook, he asked, "So have you been hit or experienced any embarrassing things during this period? For example, is there any disharmony in your married life? Or Say, have there been any significant changes in your family relationships?"

Chen Feng: "..."

Chen covered with a smile: "No, although my wife left me, I understand her very well, so I didn't suffer any blows."

"Then between you and the child..."

"We get along very well, and the relationship between father and son is quite harmonious."

Wang He frowned in confusion, muttered something, and wrote and drew in his notebook.

During the conversation, the two had already arrived at the door of the kindergarten classroom.

Chen Jiuxing in the classroom saw Chen Feng at a glance, and ran over hand in hand with Wang Shimei while calling for his father.

Wang He glanced at the child, smiled and said, "Mr. Chen is really lucky. He has a son and a daughter. These twins really look alike!"

Chen Feng: "..."

Wang He scratched his head and said thoughtfully, "Oh, no, I remember Mr. Chen said that you only have one son..."

"Hey, my beautiful girl is back from school! Hey, Jiuxing is here too, Jiuxing, goodbye!" Neighbor Wang Baqiang reappeared out of nowhere, took Wang Shimei away, and greeted Chen Jiuxing first.

Chen Jiuxing took Chen Feng's hand and bowed to Wang Baqiang: "Farewell, Father Wang, my father is here to pick me up too!"

Wang Baqiang's expression changed. He never expected that the title he gave Chen Jiuxing behind his back would be exposed in person. He hurriedly explained to Chen Feng: "Old Chen, don't worry about it. The child is still young and ignorant. Screaming."

Chen Feng hugged Chen Jiuxing with a dark face.

Wang He next to him looked at the three faces of Wang Baqiang, Chen Jiuxing and Wang Shimei, and he understood it all at once.

He sighed and patted Chen Feng's shoulder heavily.

"Brother Chen, tonight my little brother will risk his life to drink with you until he vomits!"

But Wang He didn't drink wine with Chen Feng.

As soon as he came out of the convenience store downstairs from Chen Feng with the wine in his hand, His Royal Highness the Prince appeared in front of him.

He hadn't had time to appreciate His Royal Highness's divine appearance under the moonlight, when he saw His Highness transform into his appearance.

Before he had time to lament why he was so ugly, His Royal Highness took the bag of Erguotou from him, turned around and walked towards Chen Feng's house.

Wang He found himself forced to become a prototype - a small, black, shiny cricket.

He tactfully saluted Wang Zitianxia's back, then yelled "cricket" and jumped into the grass.

As soon as he jumped on a fresh and juicy grass, he suddenly remembered something and turned around.

Wait, Your Highness doesn't seem to have had a drink yet.

No, no, Your Highness knows... What is wine?

There is no alcohol in Huming Realm.

Wang He shook his head:

How could His Highness have his turn to worry, His Highness is the most powerful, perfect, and noble character in the entire Huming world, how could he be trapped by trivial drinks? !