Collapse, surrender to me!

The condition had previously been confirmed by the McQueen family's personal physician as a fracture.

Now we mainly use CT and other instruments to see how serious the disease is.

When I think of the emperor’s previous performances on stage.

Nishizaki Ryu felt like he wanted to curse someone, but couldn't open his mouth; he wanted to hit someone, but couldn't do it.

Although before letting the emperor go, he had already anticipated that the emperor would not really just sing quietly there.

But when it really happened, he couldn't hold it in anymore.

Grace also hoped that the emperor's problem was not serious, but just in case, she reminded him before leaving: "Uncle, if the emperor's condition is really serious and your hospital can't help, you can let her come to me."

"The hospital can't help you, and you're not a doctor, so it's even more..."

"Our hospital is very good and more advanced than here."3

"..."

Nishizaki Ryu originally wanted Gray to stop making trouble.

As a result, the scene from a few days ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that time, when Grayshu came to see the emperor, he helped to reserve a seat. At that time, he discovered that Grayshu's mobile phone technology was at least twenty years ahead.

He even joked that the remote area where Greyjoy was located might not be Wakanda.

Thinking of this, he did not deny it anymore.

"Well...I will tell the emperor about your words."

The injuries of the East China Sea Emperor must at least be stabilized first.

It's been about a month.

Then decide how to recover.

Gracie returned to her studio.

After walking for a few days, because she was in another world, according to the rules, not much time had passed in the studio.

And when she comes back, everything will be in sync again.

In other words, if the emperor's condition was really serious, he would probably come to see her in a month.

"But……"

Grace suddenly realized a problem.

That is, the Emperor of the East China Sea had come here many times in a month, but had not been able to see her.

By then, people would place all their hopes on her to come and treat their legs, but they would be disappointed every time they came and couldn't see her. That would be terrible.

The more Grace thought about it, the more she felt that this possibility was very high.

Because you can't reason with such metaphysical things.

In fact, when friends visit each other, they usually call first to ask if the friend is at home.

That simply won't happen.

But there is no way to communicate across the world.

Grayxiu couldn't think of any solution for a moment.

I can only have time to ask when the emperor will come.

She can determine the time to watch the Emperor's game, and the Emperor can naturally determine the time to come. The main problem is that they are afraid of any unexpected situations.

I guess she might miss it if she went out for dinner.

Or the emperor is getting ready to come one second, and the next second Pochi-chan has something urgent to ask her.

It’s impossible to tell.

The more Grayxiu thought about it, the more troubled she became, and her eyes almost turned into mosquito coils.

However, there is no point in thinking too much about the emperor's affairs now. There is still a lot of time, and maybe a solution will be found suddenly.

If it doesn't work, please invite Aunt Mobius to the studio for a day after making an appointment.

In this way, if the "doctor" is there, it doesn't matter whether I am there or not.

On the bright side, the emperor's own hospital might be able to cure him.

Thinking of this, Grayshut felt that she was a little confused due to her concern.

So I calmed down a little, spread out a piece of drawing paper, picked up a pen and started drawing.

Large patches of dark blue color were scattered.

It was a pitch-black night sky.

That's right.

In her heart, there is still the lingering feeling of the rich colors that infected the emperor when he performed with injuries.

As for what can be drawn.

She doesn't know it herself.

The colors I felt from the Emperor of the East China Sea continue to flow in my writing.

Dip into the drawing paper.

Passionate red, pure white.

Blue represents wisdom. 2

Vibrant green.

Yellow represents brightness and gentleness.

Calm cyan.

Gritty grey.

A pink color with a girly feel.

The gold color symbolizes the immortal legend.

……

Many colors condense on the canvas.

The starry night sky was gradually dyed with colors, and it was distorted like magic in a fairy tale.

When Grace stopped painting.

It's already morning.

Before she knew it, she had been painting for the entire night.

The whole person is immersed in it.

This resulted in her, who originally painted with spirit but not form, completely forgetting about form this time, and only the spirit remained in the whole painting.

And most people probably can’t understand it.

Because of being too immersive, the painting becomes extremely abstract.

Grayshut originally planned to finish the painting carefully and find a chance to give it to the Emperor of the East China Sea as a surprise.

As a result, the surprise is probably gone in what I draw now, and I probably think it’s cute.

The sky is distorted by various colors and is filled with stars.

The stars sparkle with colorful colors, like a sky full of raw stones.

Under the stars and the moon.

It is a dazzling one that completely occupies the C position——

My Little Pony.

If we have to talk about the relationship between this cute rainbow pony and the emperor.

Probably only a tuft of slightly curled white hair on the top of the head is left.

But in the eyes of Grace.

This rainbow pony with all kinds of colors is the King of the East Sea.

Unfortunately, she was too engrossed in the painting and focused solely on dyeing, which resulted in the emperor actually being painted like a pony in a fairy tale.

To be honest, she was quite satisfied with this painting.

But I feel like I can’t give it to others as a gift.

I might as well frame it myself and hang it in the studio.

Even if someone else came, they would probably think that this was an illustration she drew for the protagonist of a fairy tale book.

Even if the Emperor of the East Sea saw it, he might not be able to recognize that Gray Xiu was painting herself...

Chapter 41 Kosmo: Your father will beat me to death!

Grace originally planned to borrow a ladder from Paddo.

Then hang the painted My Little Pony higher up on the wall.

But she suddenly remembered the wings that Weiwei had made for her.

In other words, I can actually fly.

So she had an idea, and two things behind her that were usually invisible and looked like wings, but were essentially anti-gravity aircraft, lifted her up.

boom!

Grace's head hit the ceiling directly.

Weiwei made this thing to help Grayshu escape, so it starts very quickly.

This was her first time using it and she couldn’t get used to it.

"This is really..."

Gretchen brushed the dust and debris off her hat.

She didn't feel sorry for herself, but she felt sorry for the ceiling that had a crack on it.

Fortunately, the painting in my hand was not scratched by the flying debris.

After she floated in the air and hung the painting.

When she lowered her head, she saw Kosmo, who had come in at some point, looking up from under her skirt.

I couldn't help but remind you.

"Amo, when did you come?"

"Huh? Right when you hit the ceiling."

Kosmo came back to his senses and his expression suddenly changed.

"Gray, listen to my explanation. When I came in, I saw you hit your head. I was worried that something happened to you, so I ran over here immediately... Maybe you didn't sleep well last night, so you were a little distracted."

"Well, don't be too tired, Mo."

Grayshue slowly floated down from the sky with a concerned tone.

Like a holy little angel.

This made Kosmo, who already had something to hide, feel ashamed from the bottom of his heart.

But Grayshu's next words made Kosmo suddenly freeze.

"I'll write to my father to tell him about the situation and ask him to give you a vacation."

"It's not necessary!"

As soon as Kosmo thought of Hen, he knew he was in a daze under Grayxiu's skirt.