Seeing that the little guy was about to run to get the phone bug, Randall hurriedly reached out and pressed her head.

Said with a wry smile:

"I'll do it!"

It seems that Mr. Zefa wants to beat him very strongly...

In other words, he is still an injured person, so Mr. Zefa shouldn't be so ruthless...

Randall swallowed and picked up the phone bug.

Although Randall is not a social phobia, at this time, he can fully empathize with social phobia.

It turns out that making a phone call is just as scary...

Someone over there answered it quickly.

The phone bug was suddenly dyed with purple hair.

"You kid, wake up? I'll be there soon!"

Over there, Zefa couldn't hear the voice of joy and anger.

Without waiting for Randall to speak, Zefa hung up the phone.

Randall couldn't help but swallow again.

Widow, widow is not going to be killed...

"Brother Randall, what's wrong with you, why are you starting to tremble?"

"eI'm fine, I'm just a little cold all of a sudden."

Randall said, silently returning to the bed, and then covered the small quilt.

In just a few minutes, Zefa's strong figure appeared at the door.

Seeing Zefa coming in menacingly, Randall suddenly closed his eyes, and then peeked at Zefa with a little crack.

Zefa walked slowly to the side of the bed silently, and asked unhurriedly:

"You're all right, kid?"

Seeing this, Randall immediately began to moan.

"Oops~Oops~"

There is a feeling of weakness and fullness.

Then he wanted to struggle to get up, and then reach Zefa's hand.

But it's just a little bit close, and I just can't get up.

Then he straps his shoulders and elbows, and elbows and wrists, and it is enough for him.

But it's just dead or alive.

When his left hand couldn't reach him, Randall switched to another hand to keep up with him.

And he continued to strap his shoulders and elbows, and elbows and wrists, enough for him.

Zefa watched Randall's embarrassing performance in silence, and there was no joy or anger on his face.

After a long time, he spoke:

"Why, it's badly hurt, and it's not good yet?"

But Randall didn't seem to hear it, and if he didn't speak, it was enough for him.

Zefa said quietly:

"Have you forgotten that your arms hurt the most..."

Randall froze for a moment when he heard this.

But he's been there.

He withdrew his hands and lay down directly.

Then, as if nothing had happened, the voice said naturally:

"Ze, Mr. Zefa, I, my injury, I'm afraid it won't get better if it doesn't last for three or five years.

I hate it!"

Whether it is emotion, a small vibrato, or his slightly unwilling and hideous eyes, it can only be described in two words.

That's perfect!

Zefa was silent again.

However, at this time, Christa suddenly whispered:

"Brother Randall, didn't you just say that you're okay and healed?"

Hearing this, Randall was suddenly stupid.

He turned around with a stiff neck and looked at Christa.

His face was full of disbelief.

This, this little padded jacket, leaking?

However, Christa deliberately turned her head and deliberately did not look at him.

(◕◕)

Randall couldn't help but smile wryly.

This little expression... It seems that it's not just Zefa, the little girl also has some opinions about him.

Zefa's eyes rolled at this time, and he squinted at Randall, not speaking.

Just look at it.

He didn't speak, but it was as if he had said everything

。

Randall couldn't pretend anymore, so he got up from the bed and looked at Zefa with a flattering look.

"Hey, Zefa-sensei."

Zefa was silent for a moment, then reached out to Randall.

Seeing this, Randall's heart trembled, this is about to start fighting in the ward?

Can't wait? Going to do it in front of your child?

Randall closed his eyes.

But no, the imaginary iron fist did not come.

He felt a broad palm, patted him on the shoulder, and said:

"Good thing you're okay!"

Hearing this, Randall only felt his heart tremble.

In fact, since leaving the world he has been living in and coming to this strange world, don't look at Randall has been heartless, but he has always had a sense of suspension in his heart.

It's like a dandelion fluttering in the wind.

Maybe he didn't even find out himself.

But at this moment, Zefa's movements suddenly made Randall feel like he was on the ground.

Sometimes, human feelings are so invisible.

Only when a certain time, a certain unintentional action, can people really feel that emotion.

Christa's tears were, and so did Zefa's current pat on the shoulder.

Randall was silent for a moment, then smiled brightly and said:

"Zefa-sensei, I'm back!"

Zefa also smiled, but Randall saw that the originally warm smile became more and more hideous.

A kind uncle next door turned into a bloodied general in an instant.

Randall shuddered, and when he wanted to retreat, the hand on his shoulder tightened instantly.

He felt a pair of pincers lock his shoulders.

"Ze, Zefa-sensei, what are you doing here?"

Randall said with a forced smile.

Ze Fapi said with a smile:

"Boy, I'm going to be able to endure it.

Dare to run away from the new world without saying a word!

Come, let the old man see how capable you are!"

"Mr. Zefa, it's all a misunderstanding!

I didn't want to go to the New World!

But my legs have their own ideas!

Well, I admit that I was also responsible for not taking care of my own legs......

Randall was still waiting to quibble nonsense, but Zefa didn't want to hear it.

As soon as he pulled his hand, he forcibly pulled Randall away.

"Wait! Mr. Zefa, I know it's wrong!

I really know it's wrong!

Krista, say something!"

By this time, Zefa had already pulled him to the door.

Randall grabbed the door frame with a quick hand.

But the power of Zefa, Randall could not resist at all.

Christa watched as Randall's fingers were released, one by one.

Finally disappeared completely in the doorway.

The little girl hurriedly followed.

Zefa just pulled Randall all the way.

During this period, Randall cried wolf, causing passers-by to frequently look sideways.

Some are soft-hearted and want to come forward to see what the situation is.

But take a closer look...

Yo, Admiral Zefa, that's fine.

How dare they take care of the general's affairs...

Eventually, Zefa pulled Randall into an empty arena and threw Randall into the middle of the arena with his hand.

At this time, Christa also snapped and trotted all the way to follow.

Then she watched as Zefa pressed his knuckles and walked towards Randall with a sinister grin.

Although the little girl has some resentment towards Randall, she is still kind.

She couldn't help but say:

"Grandpa Zefa, you, you can lightly snort ~ Brother Randall's injury is healed!"

When Randall heard this, tears immediately cleared up in his eyes.

Sure enough, Christa is his little angel!