That is, the morning of the seventh day when the six of them knelt and waited for the little prince of the Jin family to wake up.

Kneeling on the cold and hard ground for six days and six nights, numb and unable to move, it was simply worse than death, and several people naturally couldn't bear it. But even if you can't stand it, you have to bear it!

Several people fainted several times in the middle, but each time they fainted, they were quickly woken up by a simple and rude one.

can't kneel, naturally someone clasped his shoulders and suppressed and continued to kneel!

Little prince, before they wake up, they have to kneel again! Kneel and kneel if you are crippled!

Naturally, the six people could not die, they had one minute to eat every day, and the food was the thinnest white rice porridge, not so much porridge as white water with only a few grains of rice.

At the beginning of the period, a few people were stubborn and unwilling to eat, and even knocked over the porcelain bowl, and after a day, it turned into a craving, and they could not bear this sense of famine!

The huge gap made them run for a break!

When they drink white gruel for a minute every day, it gradually becomes a paradise and hope in their hearts.

In fact, there is a huge resentment called hatred that keeps them alive!

——

Shilong Houkang is affiliated.

The presidential ward where the little prince of the Jin family is located.

In front of the door of the ward stood four soldiers in olive green uniforms, holding black guns and chests, all of them tall and burly, without squinting, like gatekeepers.

There were six people kneeling in front of them, and they were the six people involved in the little prince's car accident.

The six of them were kneeling straight by the shoulders of the elite in handsome camouflage uniforms, their faces were as white as paper, cold sweat was dripping, there was no trace of blood, they were groggy, the pain was twisted, and they seemed to be half-dead as if they could fall down at any time.

There were several legions patrolling the corridor, and although the diaphragm of the presidential ward was of the highest quality, they deliberately slowed their pace as they passed.

In order to protect the safety of the little prince, Shilong Houkang was heavily guarded.

In the presidential hospital room—

on the seat.

Xiahou Tengqing was tired and sleepy, his face was pale, his eyebrow bones were tight, and his hair was as messy as silk.

Jin Boyan, who was also tired, accompanied her, waiting for their child to wake up.

ON THE KINGSIZE HOSPITAL BED, THE LITTLE PRINCE OF THE JIN FAMILY WAS LYING.

Because the burns were severe, covering the whole body, the little prince's current appearance was a little miserable, wrapped in white gauze and turned into a bloated mummy, only his eyebrows, ears, and respiratory tract were exposed.

Of course, because of the infusion, the hands are also exposed.

Not only burns, but also serious organ damage, comminuted fracture of the left leg, a cast, and one leg was supported with a padded brace.

All in all, it's hard to put it into words.

It's a miracle to survive.

——

No one saw it, the little prince's body exuded a sacrosanct silver soft light, and in a flash, the little prince's hand moved slightly, of course, this subtle movement, even if Xiahou Tengqing and Jin Boyan were awake, they might not be able to detect it.

The white gauze is really thick.

Little Prince: "......"

No one knew that from this moment on, the little prince was no longer the little prince he used to be, he had been reborn!

It's not the so-called resurrection of the dead.

But...... Into the soul, melt the soul!

The fusion is a noble and powerful divine soul!

From the god of law enforcement, the spirit of Emperor Ge!

Dige's consciousness awoke from the chaos, and she fused the vehicle, including vague memories.