He usually explains matters like this to the patient's family members, but the situation in front of him is very strange. He doesn't know who to tell.
It was obvious that the housekeeper and the guards hated this monster. How could they still take care of him and change his dressing
This monster is also an assassin. He has difficulty moving, and he cannot change his own medicine or make medicine.
But he had to explain what he needed to explain, so he could only speak vaguely.
"Okay, okay, you can go."
Before he could finish speaking, Young Master Qianmian had already closed his eyes impatiently.
Speaking of which, this doctor is indeed very skilled. The pain in his arm is no longer severe, but has turned into bursts of dull pain. This pain is nothing to the Thousand-faced Young Master.
The doctor stammered: "But, but I haven't finished speaking yet..."
"Take all your nonsense into your stomach. Do you think they will do what you say?" The Thousand-faced Young Master curled his lips and glanced at the housekeeper and guards.
Like, no.
The doctor said in his heart.
He silently picked up the medicine box and prepared to leave.
"Doctor, please come this way." The housekeeper took the doctor to a nearby room and said with a straight face: "You can't leave until my prince is fully awake."
The doctor was stunned.
Is this going to put him under house arrest
But what can he do
People are like knives and servants, and they are like fish and meat.
Fortunately, Chu Shaoyang's injury healed quickly, and he woke up again after sleeping for a few hours.
"Where is he?" This was his first sentence after opening his eyes.
Fortunately, the butler was smart. He was just stunned and immediately realized who the prince was asking about.
"Go back to your lord, the doctor has reattached his broken bones and given medicine. He is not dead." The housekeeper replied respectfully and quickly handed over a bowl of freshly cooked medicine.
"Take the medicine. I'll call the doctor to see you right away."
Chu Shaoyang took the medicine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, then threw the bowl and said, "I want to see him."
After he finished speaking, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the Thousand-faced Young Master.
The Thousand-faced Young Master was lying in the corner of the room, his long skirt spread out on the floor, and his clothes were stained with blood.
His eyes were closed tightly, his long eyelashes closed on his pale face, motionless.
Because the disguise on his face has not been removed, he now looks like the person in Chu Shaoyang's heart.
Chu Shaoyang's heart suddenly hurt. He turned over and was about to sit up, but the wound was affected, which made his vision go dark and he almost fainted.
"Your Majesty!" The housekeeper hurriedly supported him.
"Is he, dead?" Chu Shaoyang's voice contained a trace of uncontrollable trembling.
"No, no, of course he's not dead. The doctor fixed his broken bones and gave him medicine. He's asleep now."
The butler replied, feeling puzzled in every possible way.
Qian Qian clearly wanted to kill the prince, but the prince was so concerned about him. Why
Just because this man named Qianqian looks like a princess
That prince is too infatuated!
The housekeeper sighed inwardly.
"Chu Shaoyang, don't worry. If you don't die, I won't die. Even if I die, my soul will always be by your side."
Suddenly, a cold and faint voice sounded, making the housekeeper's hair stand on end.
Only then did he realize that the Thousand-faced Young Master, who had been as motionless as a dead man just now, suddenly raised his long and thick eyelashes, his eyes were dark and deep, and there seemed to be two small clusters of fire flickering inside, which was dazzling.