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Hilmirya is very innocent, but too innocent. She completely obeys the doctor's orders, even though Cyclone felt two days ago that his body had already recovered and wanted to take off the bandage. But Ximirya solemnly vetoed the proposal.

Blue wavy long hair is Hilmirya's second characteristic. This innocent girl has a flaw, which is also her biggest feature, that is, she is overweight.

Her face is fat, her hands are fat, her feet are fat, her body is fat, her whole body is meat. If it was roasted pork, it should be very delicious.

However, Cyclone wouldn't blame her for being fat, after all, her ugliness can highlight the angelic image of Sister Fulsia, the nun.

With a serious and simple heart, Ximirya is an apprentice nun in this Chuanhe Village, and she is also loved by children, just like Fulsia.

However, from a man's perspective, Fulsia is more popular than Ximirya.

"The doctor made it clear that it can be removed at noon. Why are you so impatient?"

"My body is already fine! What are we waiting for?"

"Your self-perception is good, but there are many internal injuries that you can't see."

Like a virtuous wife, she lectured Cyclone, but of course Cyclone didn't listen.

"It's just the difference between before and after meals! Enough already, hurry up and remove it!!"

"I absolutely won't remove it early."

Ximirya put down Cyclone's lunch, crossed her hands, and did nothing.

Fuck! This fat girl is really...

"Well, just finish eating, okay?"

Cyclone, who couldn't move, actually knew that the power to remove the bandage was not only in Ximirya's hands, and Cyclone also knew that he couldn't convince her.

But being bound like this was really uncomfortable, which forced Cyclone to want to ask Ximirya every time he saw her.

"Ah~"

Cyclone opened his mouth, hoping Ximirya would quickly feed him his lunch.

"...Finish eating first."

With a smile, Ximirya picked up the spoon and fed Cyclone carefully.

Today's lunch was white rice porridge with some authentic vegetables as garnish, very ordinary.

Ximirya spooned the rice porridge into Cyclone's mouth bite by bite, but after eating two bites, Cyclone shook his head.

"Fat girl! This is too slow! Just pour a bowl down!!"

"This porridge is hot. If you're too hasty, it will burn your esophagus!"

"Damn it! Whether it's the esophageal tunnel or whatever, I just want to be fast!"

"No!"

In the past few days, the most common words that Cyclone has heard are Ximirya's "no".

Fuck!! This fat girl!! Once I'm free, you're done for!!

"Okay, okay, you're right. Be careful..."

Ximirya is very careful. In order to prevent Cyclone from eating hot rice porridge, she blows on every spoonful three times before feeding Cyclone.

Finally, fifteen minutes passed.

"Did you...finish eating?"

"Yeah!"

Cyclone's eyes were shining with excitement, finally getting rid of this troublesome bandage.

But Ximirya looked out the window and said.

"Well...we still have to wait a bit longer, the sun hasn't reached its zenith yet," Cyclone sighed in frustration.

Damn it! Is he playing with me on purpose!?

But the innocent Ximirya couldn't sense Cyclone's sinister gaze and just worriedly replied, "We just have to wait for another five minutes."

"Okay, okay, you win! You win!" Cyclone conceded defeat.

Once the time was confirmed, Ximirya packed up the utensils and left.

"Damn it! When I can move again, I swear I'll kill you!!"

Another five minutes passed.

A long bandage fell to the ground, Cyclone planted his feet and stood up.

The sun was perfectly positioned at its zenith, Cyclone held up his hands, mimicking the usual gesture he used to tease Little Dragon's chest, feeling the strength of his fingers as he rubbed, until he regained the power bestowed upon him by the God of Chest Rubbing.

"Hehehe~ I'm resurrected, bitches!!"