Douluo: Take the First Poseidon's Nine Tests

Chapter 40

Inside the cabin.

At this time, the air seemed to solidify, and the two boys and girls looked at each other for a long time.

Finally, the Purple Pearl's beautiful purple eyes took the lead to move away, and then seemed not to notice that he had awakened. He continued to move on his hands, just like in the past ten days, gently wipe his body

Hemingway, still unable to move at this time, had some complex eyes. He didn't feel nothing in his coma these days. Every time he wakes up briefly, he can feel her care for himself... He should thank this woman for her. But don't forget that the reason why he has fallen to this point also has a great relationship with this woman.

After all, it was her father who brought people to catch him. He also made himself tired and injured and almost lost his combat effectiveness. Hurt yourself, but saved yourself. What should I do now?

The more he thought about it, the more Hemingway felt pain in his skull. Finally, he simply closed his eyes. Pretend to be an ostrich. I don't care. I can't move now anyway. Do what you like.

At this time, the Purple Pearl was like a little daughter-in-law, gently wiping his whole body with a wet towel, even his private parts. Although her pretty face was red, her hand movements were still meticulous. Looking at this skilled appearance, it is obvious that this is not done once or twice.

Hemingway, who closed his eyes and pretended to be an ostrich, now had a different taste. Feel the wet towel across his body, the gentle and soothing movement, just right... It's so comfortable that he's going to sleep.

But beyond that, there is more embarrassment. Hemingway felt that he had no secrets in front of this woman. It was... It was

He didn't know how to describe this feeling. He only knew that if his body could move freely at this time, he would definitely put on his clothes immediately and wrap himself up and down!

For the first time, he felt how happy it was that human beings had clothes to wear.

The mental trauma is far more serious than he imagined. The brain, as the core of the human body, dominates everything in the body. Therefore, he who is mentally injured is also affected, along with his domination of the body.

It was clear that his injury had healed long ago, but he couldn't use any strength. As if the body was not his. Because of mental trauma, the control of the body has fallen to an extreme. At most, you can only reluctantly move your fingers. You can't do more if you want to.

"Gu ~"

At this time, a burst of abdominal sound sounded.

Hemingway felt a sense of hunger!

At this time, Purple Pearl just finished scrubbing his whole body. Then she took up the basin and walked out of the cabin. Her beautiful face looked very calm. But the seemingly calm steps are a little more flustered than before. Obviously, the girl is not as calm as she appears.

"How hungry..."

Feeling the hunger in his belly, Hemingway suddenly thought of a key problem. That's how he ate during his coma?

Hemingway estimated that he had been unconscious for at least more than ten days.

If he didn't eat or drink for more than ten days, he would never be in such a good state. Even if he has soul power, he is now estimated to be starving and dying.

How can you just feel hungry?

Unless

Hemingway just thought of this, the cabin door was opened again. Purple Pearl walked slowly with a bowl of steaming millet porridge in her hand. Even if he was far away, he could smell the aroma in the bowl

Well, the case has been solved.

Hemingway knows his state and why he is so good now.

"Can you move now?" Purple Pearl went to him, squatted down gently and asked softly.

Hemingway didn't speak. In fact, although he can't control his body and limbs now, he can still do it by twisting his head and talking. He just doesn't know how to face this woman now. I don't know how to treat her. Is it as cold as before? Or with a smile?

Seeing that he didn't speak, the beautiful sea blue eyes were complex and difficult to understand. The Purple Pearl seemed to understand something and nodded gently. Then he put down his bowl for the time being, stretched out his hands to gently lift his still bare body, and his upper body rested on the cabin wall.

Then he picked up the bowl on one side, scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge, gently leaned over his red lips and blew... And then handed it to Hemingway's mouth.

“……”

Looking at the spoon of millet porridge close at hand, Hemingway hesitated, and finally slowly opened his mouth and ate it in one bite.

In the years on the desert island, Hemingway ate fish every day. He didn't eat normal food for a long time. When he ate this normal little rice porridge... He just felt that this porridge was unexpectedly sweet. It even made him have an impulse to cry.

"But where did you get the millet porridge on this ship?" Then Hemingway had some doubts. He remembered that the ship was empty. He didn't prepare any food at all, and even if there were food. So what did she cook with?

But when Hemingway saw the spoon handed over by the girl again, his eyes turned to the exquisite bracelet on his wrist. It suddenly dawned on me, because the bracelet was obviously a soul guide for storage. It's estimated that she already has these things. Just didn't take it out before.

One mouthful after another.

With the sweet millet porridge into his stomach, Hemingway's noisy stomach gradually calmed down.

When a bowl of millet porridge was finished, he felt his mental state was better. It's just a pity that he still can't control his body.

So in the next few days.

Hemingway still lay motionless in bed like a paralyzed patient.

Purple Pearl is still like a hard-working daughter-in-law, scrubbing his body every day, and then cooking to feed him. Even when he wants to go to the toilet to solve his physical problems... She helped him past. It's like a virtuous little daughter-in-law taking care of her paralyzed husband.

At first, when Purple Pearl wanted to help him go to the toilet to solve his physical problems, Hemingway refused. Because it's a shame. He is a big man. He even needs women's help to go to the bathroom. What does that sound like?

But even if he resists again, the reality will not change at all because of his resistance. He felt that his patience had reached its limit, between peeing his pants and being helped past... Finally he gave in.

He closed his eyes, like a puppet, let her help his body to the toilet, and then skillfully untie his pants

Hey, hey! Why are you so skilled!

Hemingway suddenly realized this!

Not good!

Looking at the woman's skilled appearance, she shouldn't have been unconscious for more than ten days

Sometimes the more you think about something, the more you can feel that you can't bear to look directly at it!

Hemingway suddenly realized a key problem.

That is, how did you eat and drink water in these ten days?

Just take a spoon, can you break your mouth and pour it in?

And the food is not easy to digest without chewing

Then when you eat, you must excrete. He is still a mortal child, and naturally this custom is inevitable. So since he has eaten in these ten days, he must have a normal metabolism... So what has happened to this woman's body these days!!!!

Hemingway suddenly had an impulse to cover his face. It's over. It's over. He's impure.

I can't get married in the future