Chapter 883 The Queen’s Sick Schoolboy 18

Ouch, the girl my son likes is also his savior.

This discovery made the king and queen concerned.

This little girl is still recovering from a serious injury, so I hurriedly sent her various nourishing products.

Farr refused once.

After being treated warmly, I could only take it back.

Of course, I didn't dare to throw it away directly, but brought it to the queen.

Bai Sang looked at the various precious nourishing products in front of him and heard that they were sent by the queen.

"So much, are you taking me seriously?"

She asked a little dumbfounded.

Farr's handsome face was a little embarrassed, "Your Majesty, you can't afford to be seriously injured."

White mulberry helps the forehead.

The white and tender cheeks are slightly bulging.

It will take a long time for me to cultivate myself before I can properly appear in front of everyone.

no solution anymore.

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It’s the past few months again.

During this period, the families of the three classmates who died have recovered.

The school also lost a lot of money.

The other students all had similar expenses.

The more serious ones are almost healed.

Only He Zewen, Bai Sang, and a few classmates who almost became vegetative have not returned to school yet.

Among them, Hezewen has almost recovered.

But because he was very weak before, no one in the palace dared to let him come out.

Just wait until there are no problems before letting him come out.

Therefore, during this period, Hezewen and Bai Sang did not see each other.

But there were still so many supplements delivered to Bai Sang.

Bai Sang spent long days in the room boringly.

She didn't think about going out anymore.

Because it was found that the body's blood growth was too slow.

Going out will make your body even weaker.

And he is no longer so resistant to human blood, and he drinks it like a drink every day.

In fact, I also knew that Hezewen had received the blood sent by Farr, thinking that he had used a lot of it.

Bai Sang then did not reject human blood too much.

Of course, she also forgot that inserting a needle into a blood vessel and drinking it directly are two different concepts.

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It has been eight months since the car accident.

Hezewen has already gone to school.

It's no different than before.

The only difference is that everyone is afraid to play tricks with him.

Don't dare to touch him either.

Only his friends were still hanging around him as before.

Hezewen's complexion improved, and everyone around him could see it.

The friends were also worried about His Highness the Prince's health at first. They all grew up together and didn't know His Highness was in such poor health.

"Your Highness, are you stronger now than before?"

A friend saw His Royal Highness twisting a very hard bottle into a ball.

Then he threw it into the bamboo basket very accurately.

They swallowed.

This bottle is not an ordinary Coke bottle, but a long, thick and hard bottle.

It's not like ordinary people can't twist it.

But just a few of them couldn't control such a group, let alone His Royal Highness, who was in a weakened constitution.

Hezewen glanced at his friends and then at his own hands: "Well, I found that I am a lot stronger."

"Wow, Your Highness, have you exercised?"

Someone reached out and pinched Hezewen's arm, trying to see if there were any muscles.

He Zewen was very disgusted and slapped him away: "Don't touch me."

"Yes, yes, I can't touch you. I can only let the little Gray girl hold His Highness the Prince." The man hugged the friend next to him in an exaggerated manner.

And pouted.

This little friend also pouted his lips very cooperatively.

The expressions of the two of them were very exaggerated.

Hezewen's cheeks burned and he glared at the group of people fiercely.