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Chapter 5 Desperate Man

I see!

Luo Lan almost had the urge to hit someone. Even these servants despised this prince. No wonder Concubine Chang spent a lot of money to find a princess for him. Now it seems that what she wants to find is not a princess, but someone: him

The girl who can serve him while he is alive, and the one who can be buried with him when he dies.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh. It's true that people's hearts are sinister and the world is bleak. The majestic prince of Ning Kingdom ended up in such a miserable end.

Since she is married to him, she will always take care of him regardless of others.

Thinking of this, she returned to the house. The man still had his eyes closed tightly, and she didn't know whether he was awake or unconscious.

No matter what, it must be uncomfortable to have poop and urine underneath you.

Thinking of this, she entered her own space and found a mask, a pack of disposable changing pads, two large packs of paper towels, and some anti-inflammatory cleaning supplies.

These soft tissues are not available in this era. It seems that this prince is still lucky to be able to use such high-end tissues that will only be available thousands of years later.

As a qualified doctor, she can still take care of patients.

So she put on the mask and disposable gloves. After preparing everything, she opened his quilt again, cleaned out the accumulated feces and urine together with the sheets on her body, and gave him a clean pee pad.

He laid it on the bed and then used disinfectant wipes to clean the inside and outside of his thighs.

The condition underneath him was far more serious than she imagined. The ulcer had sunk into a big pit, and his legs seemed to have no feeling. No matter how she moved, he didn't make a sound.

Even she, a doctor who has practiced medicine for many years, couldn't help crying when she saw this scene.

She couldn't help but purse her lips and curse secretly,

"Why are these people who have been stabbed a thousand times so cruelly? Doing this to others? Don't you have any conscience?"

As she spoke, she sprinkled the healing medicine she invented on his wound.

After doing all this, she covered him with the quilt again, and now started to deal with the upper body. Looking at his closed eyes, she sighed, and first took out clean water to clean the wounds on his face.

When applying the anti-inflammatory water, she could feel a roar coming from his mouth. It seemed that his face was conscious.

"Prince Yu, I heard that you are seriously ill. I didn't expect you to be so seriously ill. But don't worry, you are lucky to have met me. I will definitely cure you."

The man closed his eyes tightly and still made no sound.

Luo Lan smeared her special anti-inflammatory ointment on the ulcerated areas on his face, then opened his collar and looked at it. This dress was really dirty.

She exhaled, blew up the broken hair on her forehead, and let it fall again. She couldn't help but shake her head and muttered to herself:

"These clothes need to be changed. Why are these people so dark-hearted? And your mother, the gorgeously dressed Concubine Chang. She only cares about you on the surface, otherwise she wouldn't allow her servants to treat you like this."

While she was talking, she got up and went to look for clothes in the cupboard. At this moment, the man quietly opened his eyes and saw her back. She was a petite woman. He had been paralyzed on the bed for three years, and now he could still breathe.

Even if he is lucky, what else can he pray for?

The servants in the mansion used to treat him with respect, but now he is paralyzed, and they also treat him with cynicism. They even curse him when they come to change his sheets every week.

At that time, he wanted to slap those people away, but he could no longer lift his hands. The only things he could move now were his head and his beating heart.

Therefore, since he was insulted by his servants, there was nothing he could do.

Suddenly such a gentle woman appeared in front of him. He felt that he must be dreaming, or that this woman must be profitable, otherwise no one would care about him, a paralytic.

When he saw her finding the clothes and turning around, he quickly closed his eyes tightly again. He didn't want to see others looking at him with disdainful and pitiful eyes. He looked dead like a zombie now. He even felt that he would be relieved if he died soon.

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Luo Lan raised the clothes in her hand and looked around. Fortunately, the prince still had a few decent clothes, but he was not suitable to wear such a long gown now, so she took out the scissors from the space,

Cut off all the hems of the clothes, and then cut off all the heavy embellishments on the clothes, so that the clothes will not be too uncomfortable to wear.

She came to him again with the scissors and whispered:

"You need to change your clothes. Whether you hear it or not, I will treat you as if you did! I am not disrespecting you. I will help you cut off these old clothes and put on new clothes for you. You

Only then can you feel comfortable.”

While she was talking, she had already cut off his clothes. A cold feeling quickly swept through the man's body. No matter what she said, he didn't want to make a sound. He originally felt that he had no shame in living in this world. How could he live longer?

The whole day was a torment for him, and he was going to be like a living dead until he breathed his last breath, but this breath was hard to swallow, and now he couldn't even die.

Luo Lan was really strong. She lifted him up and put on the clothes she had modified. Then she put him down again and fastened the buttons for him.

The man suddenly felt very comfortable, clean and refreshing. He had not experienced this feeling for a long time, or he had not changed his clothes in the past year.

He suddenly wanted to thank the girl in front of him. No matter what her purpose was, letting him put on clean clothes before he died would help him find his last remaining dignity.

Looking at the man on the bed, Luo Lan felt that the man's bedding also needed to be changed, so she packed up the garbage and took it outside, and said coldly to the people outside:

"Prepare a brand new bedding for the prince."

Ruyi at the door glanced at her. Although no one wanted to work in this palace now, Concubine Chang had made a decree. When the new princess came, they would do whatever was needed.

So she said to another girl beside her:

"Xiaohong, go get the new bedding."

The girl named Xiaohong responded, turned around and walked away.

Luo Lan threw the garbage she had packed in front of Ruyi again,

"Throw this garbage away."

Ruyi frowned, and the smell of the bag of garbage instantly penetrated her nostrils. She hurriedly covered her nose and said to the girl next to her:

"Take it away quickly, take it away, this smell is terrible."

Although the other girl was reluctant, she covered her nose, picked up the bag of garbage like a bomb, and quickly threw it away.

Luo Lan said to Ruyi in a cold voice:

"Who will be responsible for the prince's meals?"

Ruyi frowned at her and replied:

"The prince can only drink some rice soup now, anyone can do it."
Chapter completed!
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