When the first ray of sunlight shone on the face on December 22nd morning shone through the curtains, Long Shute opened his eyes.

He turned over from the guest room, took out a towel and toothbrush from his carry-on travel bag, and began a simple washing.

There are only two days before Christmas, and even the strictly self-disciplined Germans can't help but relax and sleep in a little while.

But Long Shute still got up according to the biological clock inside his body, and even walked out of the Bad's hut and jogged around the community.

After returning to Bud's house, he even entered the kitchen familiarly (he and Bud were not very different from each other's age and occasionally visited each other to hold parties), opened the refrigerator, and made two side dishes based on the recipes provided by the system.

"Oh no, dragon," Bud's mother, who had just woken up, stood at the kitchen door with a little embarrassed, "This is what I should do..."

"It's okay, madam, I like to make something." Long Shute untied his scarf and brought the egg and bacon he had just fried into the restaurant. "It's really hard for you to take care of Holger alone these days."

Bud's mother sighed slightly and helped put the meal on the table.

That was his son. As a mother, how could he have any hard work?

"Squeaking..."

The bedroom door was pushed open, and a familiar voice followed:

"Mother?"

Mrs. Bud couldn't help but shake her hands, and she almost threw the bread and bacon in her hands on the carpet!

His son was holding the wall and walked over step by step.

Just 10 hours ago... he even asked his mother to help him when he went to the bathroom!

"God! Holger!"

Mrs. Bud covered her eyes, trying to block the rushing tears, but for only a moment, she was already in tears.

"Mom...worry you..."

Bud was also surprised. He didn't know what happened, but after just a sleep, his right leg felt back!

Although he was still a little weak in his right leg and was still staggering when walking, he had clearly felt that the pain and despair had been away from his body!

When the mother and son hugged each other tightly, Long Shute had already sat down. He poured himself a cup of warm milk, then applied a few sauces to the bread, grabbed a piece of bacon and egg, and stuffed it into his mouth.

If there is any side effect of this new ability, it will consume too much energy in an instant - he had already added a few sandwiches and a cup of honey water in the middle of the night, but he still felt hungry when he felt, otherwise he wouldn't have cooked the meal instead...

"Long, I don't know what to say. Reason tells me that such a serious injury will never recover overnight, but the reality in front of me has to believe..."

Badstuber wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said to Long Shute:

"Tell me, this is what you are talking about...the mysterious Eastern power?"

"Since it's a mysterious force, I can't explain it to you, just as a magician cannot make his skills public."

Long Shute looked like an old charlatan:

"Horge, I must emphasize to you one thing, you must remember that you must never reveal to anyone that I helped you recover, and the same goes for your wife. Even your best relatives and friends cannot disclose it. You can explain to others that you have received the most advanced medical treatment, or any other reason.

If you violate this, the injury will come back to you immediately and your career will likely end completely. This is a mysterious power that is prohibited from being used excessively. Not only will you relapse your old injury, but I will also encounter huge troubles. Please agree to me."

Seeing the Dragon God's serious appearance, Bad and his son nodded repeatedly, and even swore in the name of the dead Old Bad and God that they would never reveal it...

Why do you think Long Shute is so low-key?

Don’t he want to create another myth with magical medical skills?

But... I can only use this kind of medical technique once a year, so I can only save the people around me. If the name of the Dragon Doctor spreads and all the incurable patients come to him, what will he use to help?

"By the way, Holger, madam," Long Shute raised the hot milk in his cup and said to Bud and his son with a smile, "I wish you a happy Christmas, I won't give you any gifts."

-

Breakfast was still enjoyed in Munich, and during lunch, Longshut appeared in a French restaurant in Los Angeles to meet his fiancée.

"You are such a busy person. I thought you would have to wait until after Christmas."

Emma Watson complained with some dissatisfaction, but when Long Shute leaned down, she still accepted the apology kiss from her fiancé with a happy look on her face, and then introduced him to today's light bulb:

"Sophie Sumner, my classmate, super best friend, just won the 18th National Supermodel Competition. Sophie, this is my fiancé..."

"Although I came to the United States this year, I am also a British man and I still have some understanding of the world of football."

As a supermodel, Sophie Sumner has a very outstanding figure. She stands with Emma of 165. She is half a head taller at 177. Her straight long legs and a charming waistline are all things that her best friend who doesn't pay much attention to her figure cannot reach...

She smiled and stretched out her slender right hand, and gently held Long Shute:

"By the way, unlike Emma, ​​this fence-between, I am a real Chelsea fan. I will always remember you owe us a Champions League champion. But if you can transfer to Stamford Bridge, I think everyone will forgive you."

"That's really sorry, Sophie, I'm glad to meet Emma's good friend."

Of course, Long Shute knew that the other party was just kidding, so he shrugged and sat down opposite the two girls:

"By the way, baby, your shooting is over?"

"Please, Americans are going to have Christmas too, okay?"

Emma pushed the menu to him and gave him a big roll of eyes:

"Do you think everyone is a workaholic like you?"

Long Shute ordered a dish for himself casually, and shook his head and smiled.

Emma, ​​who returned to the United States, was unable to concentrate on her studies. In the second half of the year, she took on two movies. One was directed and acted by the famous female director Sofia Coppola, telling the story of the crime drama "Jewelry" of rebellious young men and women who are obsessed with luxury, and the other was the creation film "Noah's Ark: The Journey of Creation" directed by Darren Aronovsky. The latter was going to Iceland for scene shooting. Anyway, Long Shute didn't know how his fiancée arranged time to study and work...

"How to arrange Christmas? Where to relax?"

Although I had asked two weeks ago, Long Shute, who was playing ball with Yui Aragaki at that time, had forgotten Emma's answer.

Emma curled her lips and took a sip of the red wine in the glass, looking pitiful:

"I don't want to go anywhere, nothing matters. I just want to sleep. This year I've exhausted me!"

She was really tired. She frequently traveled between London and Munich in the first half of the year, and came to the United States in the second half of the year, and had to do a lot of work and attend various business activities. She spent almost half of her time on planes and banquets.

Of course, she also had to deal with the ubiquitous paparazzi and journalists. When she just returned to Hollywood, there were even rumors that she wanted to shoot a very famous heavy-tasting erotic film, which made the agency team quickly refute the rumors...

So Long Shute also understood her feelings. He reached out and grabbed Emma's little hand and gently pinched:

"I haven't seen you for two months. You have lost a lot of weight. I feel so sad. I will let me take care of you these days. You are only responsible for eating and sleeping."

Emma lowered her head slightly, looking happy with a happy face.

"puff……"

Sophie, who was sitting next to her, almost sprayed her red wine out. She wiped her mouth, glanced at her best friend's waist, and said in a teasing tone:

"Please, be honest, Emma, ​​where did you lose weight? I just measured it last night. You are much bigger than before..."

Although the blood from Europe and America flowed in her body, this teasing still made Emma's pink face slightly red. She punched her best friend and was about to explain something, but she heard the man opposite him not telling him.

"Actually, I am an amateur Chinese doctor. I can use unique methods to help women develop secondary development, but... Sophie, I am frank, you don't seem to need my help, your figure is already perfect."

Sophie smiled and blocked Emma's fist: "Your mouth is so sweet. No wonder Emma has ignored me for the past two years. I'm so jealous."

So Emma kicked her fiancé again.
Chapter completed!