Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei's Growth Life Simulator

After all, there is no excuse for this incident. It's just her family's fault.

"It turned out to be a false alarm. Luckily we came over to take a look. The noise was so loud that we almost called the police." The educated and enthusiastic neighbor waved his hand and said,

"Forget it! I hope nothing happens to your family."

"Go away, everyone go away."

"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding. Thank you for your concern, neighbors. Please have a good rest. We can talk again when we have time."

My aunt smiled and sent away the neighbors who came over out of worry or gossip, with dishevelled hair and a dirty face, and closed the door gently.

Inhale——!

Exhale——!

His chest kept rising and falling, and his breathing was as heavy as a cow!

My aunt turned around suddenly, and in the blink of an eye she went from being a bodhisattva who saved all living things to a majestic and powerful angry-eyed Vajra! !

She stared at the little fat boy lying on the sofa, clicking her slippers and pressing forward!

"You little bastard! I told you to watch so many horror movies! I told you to watch so many horror movies!"

Auntie kept slapping Lu Mingze on the back of his head, looking very angry.

"The sofa needs to be fixed! The door needs to be fixed! Even the clothes hangers need to be bought new!"

"When you threw the sofa and pulled the hanger, you really didn't feel bad at all!"

"When you were carrying vegetables normally, why didn't I realize you were so strong?"

"This month! Next month! Your pocket money will be cut in half!"

The little fat boy became a turtle, his neck retracting again and again, without saying a word.

A sting!

Lu Gucheng tore off the last piece of red-stained toilet paper from Lu Mingfei's palm.

He dipped a cotton swab in dark purple iodine and gently rolled it over the cut a few times.

The white bandage slowly wrapped around, circle after circle!

Tear it apart!

Lu Gucheng bit open the bandage with his teeth and tied a knot.

This emergency bandaging technique is much better than Su Xiaoqiang's.

"Don't look at me as a grown man," Lu Gucheng noticed Lu Mingfei's eyes, smiled softly, and closed the first aid kit with a squeak.

"When I was in college, I did an excellent job in the first aid course."

"It's all wrapped up," the uncle clapped his hands, put away the medical kit, and rubbed Lu Mingfei's head helplessly, "What a big mistake."

"Be careful next time when you cut fruit. You are so old, but you can still get hurt."

"Go get a tetanus shot tomorrow."

"No need," Lu Mingfei smiled awkwardly and waved his bandaged hand.

"It was a stainless steel fruit knife, and the wound wasn't deep. Why would you give me a tetanus shot?"

"Not deep yet? This wound won't heal in two or three months! I don't know how you cut it, but you could make such a big cut." Lu Gucheng blew his beard and glared, looking a little worried.

"It's almost winter, and once the temperature drops, your injury won't heal easily."

"You don't have to get the tetanus shot if you don't want to, but you should stay away from water for the next few months."

"If it gets infected, pus and inflammation will follow, and you will be the one who suffers then."

Lu Mingfei blinked and thought to himself that he was now a little superman, so why would he need three months to heal such a minor injury?

If he wasn't afraid that his uncle's family would send him to the research institute, he could have done it in minutes.

It's all that fat boy's fault. He looks so ignorant.

Isn't it just a pot of red? Not calm at all.

If you look closely you'll see it's not all blood.

He made a lot of noise, locked the door, threw the sofa, and shouted "murder", which was quite good!

Lu Mingfei was speechless at that time.

He was forced to resort to this last resort, and only by getting a new injury could he deceive the public.

The suffering he suffered was blamed on Lu Mingze.

Despite thinking so, Lu Mingfei still nodded obediently.

"I understand uncle, don't worry."

“What the hell is going on!” Auntie kicked Lu Mingze hard and turned around to go into her room.

She has to go to the morning market tomorrow.

Lu Mingze was hit so hard that his eyes were dazed. When he came to his senses, he made eye contact with his brother.

Lu Mingfei's eyes were surprisingly kind. He bared his big white teeth and waved his bandaged hand.

There was no trace of the murderous and vigilant look I had just seen.

Lu Mingze smiled awkwardly, his face flushed and he didn't know what to say, so he just patted his butt and slipped into the house.

"Although tomorrow is a holiday, you still have to take care of your health." Lu Gucheng said this and handed over a peeled apple.

"Go to bed early after you finish eating. I'll go into the house first. I have to go to work tomorrow."

Before closing the door, Lu Gucheng paused, without looking back, and sighed softly,

"Ming Fei, you have changed a lot recently."

When he tore off the wound that was still sticky with flesh, Lu Mingfei didn't even blink, as if nothing had happened.

If this had happened in the past, not to mention shouting and screaming, there would have been at least some grimacing.

Lu Mingfei smiled without saying anything, and watched his uncle enter the room.

He lowered his eyes, staring at the apple exposed to the air, and sniffed the faint fragrance.

"I'm sorry, uncle. I had no choice but to lie to you."

After all, he doesn't want to be treated as a monster.

Click!

With the sweet taste lingering on his lips and teeth, Lu Mingfei leisurely returned to his room, feeling relaxed.

"Tsk, this apple is quite sweet."

A squeak!

There came a sound from the small bed that was unable to bear the weight.

Lu Mingze's fat body fell heavily on the bed.

After a long silence, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Damn it! This is so embarrassing. Next time, I should watch fewer horror movies."

"It's all Lu Mingfei's fault. He's so old, but he can still cut his hand while cutting fruit!"

That’s great. My pocket money for this month and next month has been cut in half.

This blame should be put on his brother, right?

The little fat boy, feeling bitter pain in his heart, lay on the pillow and slowly fell asleep.

Om-!

I don’t know how long it took, but the little fat boy suddenly opened his eyes, and the exposed eye was covered with dense red bloodshot.

如果

If he remembers correctly,

When he pushed the door open, he saw that there was no wound on Lu Mingfei's left hand!

The little fat boy trembled all over and felt creepy!

He jumped out of bed and locked the door in a panic.

After pulling the door hard and making sure it was safe, the little fat boy wrapped himself up in a ball and kept moving backwards until he leaned against the wall, his eyes wide open, and he lowered his head and murmured,

"There are wounds! There are no wounds? There are wounds! There are no wounds."

Whether he had seen it wrong or remembered it wrong was extremely important to him at this moment!

Anyway, today he can't sleep!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 161 CG: 'Everyone' (I)

Chapter 161 cg: 'Everyone' (I)

Squeak~!

Lu Mingfei closed the door gently and then locked it.

He quickly finished eating the apple, thought for a while, dimmed the bright lights in the room with a click, and then leaned against the headboard in boredom.

In an instant, the only companions around me were moonlight and cool breeze.

The neighbors who returned home slowly stopped their discussion, and soon the sound of my uncle and aunt's tired snoring could be heard from next door.

Ding--!

The World Tree's coin danced in the air, and then gently landed on the fingertips.

"do not die!"

Lu Mingfei whispered solemnly, but nothing unusual happened.

He frowned slightly in thought, and then it dawned on him.

In the dim moonlight, Lu Mingfei stared at the blurry figure in the coin and whispered again,

"do not die."

Boom!

The familiar sound of a heart beating, accompanied by the rush of blood in my ears.

Heat and itching followed one after another. Lu Mingfei didn't need to remove the bandages, nor did he need to unfold a transparent world.

He knew that the wound on his hand had healed again at this moment.

Gurgle~~!

His stomach growled with thirst, and Lu Mingfei subconsciously stroked his shrunken belly, summarizing his experimental experience.

"Does the ability require visual contact?"

"The principle should be to extract the power of cells and speed up metabolism to achieve the purpose of healing."

"The upper limit of the healing ability is still unclear. I don't know if it will work for everyone. It seems that if there is a chance, I have to continue experimenting."

"If it works for everyone, becoming a surgeon would be a good path to take."

Lu Mingfei held his head in his hands and began to think wildly again.

"No, no, no! Forget it."

If an emergency patient with broken arms and legs grew back limbs after leaving his ward, it would probably be a piece of news that would attract worldwide attention the next day.

"Although I have been prepared for a long time,"

Lu Mingfei stroked the coin, his voice becoming a little low.

“But life is really becoming different.”

This time it was okay, I managed to get through it. The only thing I had to pay attention to was that I had to wear a bandage for a few months.

But what should he do if something more intense and unconcealable happens in the future?