Earl's Court.
When the secretary arrived, Murray was receiving distinguished guests. He didn't dare to disturb him, so he had to wait in the side hall downstairs.
In the tea room, Murray poured tea again carefully and respectfully to the blond man sitting in the main seat, "I will negotiate with the Weapons Bureau again."
The blond man's face was very pale, and it was obvious at a glance that he was showing a kind of sickness. He glanced at Murray lightly, and there was some sarcasm in his voice, "Do you think there is room for turning around this matter?"
Murray had cold sweat on his back, lowered his head slightly, and said, "The Weapons Bureau probably won't show our face."
"Us?" Rocky twitched the corners of his bloodless lips, "What face does a person who will die of illness have at any time?"
Murray looked up at Rocky, and asked worriedly: "Your body..."
Rocky coughed suddenly at this time, and it was also because of this violent cough that his pale face was barely flushed, but the whole person looked weaker, as if he had reached the end of his strength.
Seeing this, Murray quickly flashed a complex expression in his eyes.
Looking at the prince's current situation, he had to make other plans.
Although he is the legitimate heir of the royal family, his frail body probably predestined him not being able to hold a high position.
Murray has watched the increasingly weak Rocky in the past one or two years, and has regretted that he was on the wrong team more than once.
Rocky finally eased up a lot and stopped coughing. He put away his handkerchief before speaking: "Don't worry, my body won't die yet."
Murray opened his mouth, "Is there nothing you can do at the First Base?"
Rocky just smiled and shook his head, "Let's resign ourselves to fate."
When Murray heard this, his heart sank even more.
Even the first base can't cure the prince's illness, I'm afraid...
Rocky stood up, stroked the hem of his clothes, looked at Murray, and said casually: "Since you have that confidence, I hope I can see substantial results in two days."
He was referring to the batch of weapons that were not won at the fair last night.
After speaking, he walked outside without waiting for Murray to respond.
Murray stood where he was, and didn't chase him out to see him off for a while. The expression on that face was flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
And Rocky walked out of the Earl's Mansion, just got into the car, and his confidant who was accompanying him in the co-pilot turned to look at him, "By the way, Prince, Professor Sheng Nuo just called and said that his friend has a recipe , may be effective for your body."
When Luo Qi heard the words, there was no emotion on his face. Perhaps he had already been numb to the process of changing from hope to disappointment. He closed his eyes and leaned back, tiredly said: "Thank you professor for me, for letting him bother."
Seeing this, the confidant immediately understood that the master did not intend to try this folk remedy.
Thinking about what Professor Sheng Nuo said just now, he said again: "The professor said that this folk prescription is from the traditional Chinese medicine conditioning in oriental countries. You know, he has been researching this aspect for the past few years. If he is not sure, he will not I'll say that on purpose."
After a long time, Rocky raised his hand and waved without any hope: "I see, let's try again."
My confidant breathed a sigh of relief.
Anyway, what if you try it
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here.
Murray's secretary went to the tea room after seeing Rocky leave.
As soon as he entered, he saw Murray standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. After a pause, he walked behind him and said softly, "Count, I have something to report to you."
(end of this chapter)