"Don't worry." Mo Jingyao looked at him, then turned around and left.
As for Chen Yi, looking at the back, he suddenly had longing for a lot of thoughts and wanted to hug her... But he couldn't, he had to keep a distance from her, it was for her good.
She was his weakness, but he didn't want anyone to see it.
After Mo Jingyao left, Chen Yi also took steps out and followed the guards toward his father's palace.
No matter what his father was looking for him, he could try to arrange an Arab doctor for him, so it would be natural to find an interpreter.
Half an hour later.
In the king's palace and luxurious bedroom, Chen Yi, uncle Eden and Arthur, accompanied the national doctor to examine the king's health.
The medical skills of national medicine are already very good. It has been recognized in Rulayoka. He is treating the serious and minor illnesses of the noble officials in the royal family. He has also set up a private hospital here.
But compared to Chen Yi, it is still not in the same level.
The king's body was getting weaker and he was lying on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. When he recalled what his son said yesterday, he felt chilling.
Who is the one who has ulterior motives? He has been poisoning him for five years? He is still so endurance?
Is it Katherine? Although there is no evidence, she is the most suspicious.
I have devoted all my energy and love to her over the years. If it was her, it would be so chilling.
The Chinese medicine doctor is still doing examinations on the king.
Chen Yi was silent for a long time, and finally said, "National Doctor, I want to find an Arab doctor for my father."
The Chinese doctor turned his eyes when he heard the sound and asked without hesitation, "Prince, are you questioning my medical skills?"
Haha, how can you not question it?
After five years of being infected with chronic poison, Chen Yi couldn't see anything so simple. He faced his gaze and said calmly, "Of course not."
The Chinese medicine doctor did his best to see my father's situation. Chen Yi saw it and did not blame him, but there were differences in the abilities between people.
At this time, the king slowly opened his eyes, he turned his eyes to his son and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you want to find an Arab doctor?"
"Father, I just heard that Arab doctors will study in some strange fields, and maybe they can cure your disease. The medical books there are not spread."
Eden's eyebrows flickered, Arab?
He thought to himself, no matter how powerful he is, can he be as good as a national doctor? But he can understand Louis' filial piety.
He did not interrupt, nor did he make any suggestions.
Before the national doctor could say anything, the king spoke, "Okay, just do what Louis said, and ask an Arab doctor to come over."
He said to his son, "Leave this matter to you."
Although the king didn't know what his son was doing, he knew very well that he must cooperate with him with all his strength.
Of course, the Chinese medicine doctor was not unhappy, and he also hoped that the king would get better.
But he felt that even himself could not cure the king's disease, so it would be impossible for anyone to come over to cure it.
He is a little capable, a little arrogant, and a little conceited.
The king's aura has been exhausted, and it has only been a few months since he has survived. The desire to survive is human instinct.
He also hoped that the Arab doctor he invited was a miracle doctor who could cure the king's illness.
At this time, Princess Catherine was accompanying Jingting and his team to inspect a piece of open space on the left side of the palace group.
She told her some of her thoughts and plans, and Jingting’s construction team kept all her mind, and she made memos with tablets, so the two sides were communicating effectively.