With the permission of the king, the national doctor hesitated again and again. He used some tricks to make the mysterious atmosphere very full.
The king couldn't help but worry, and turned his eyes to him, "What's wrong? Since you are here, aren't you just talking about it?"
"King, Prince Louis beat Prince Taylor." The Chinese doctor sighed with a heavy face, "and the beating was very serious, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and he couldn't see anyone."
The king stopped and looked at him in disbelief.
The Chinese medicine doctor also stopped, and the two middle-aged men's eyes gathered together. The Chinese medicine doctor was a little confused about the king's inner thoughts at this time, only knowing that he had successfully sued.
After a few seconds of silence, the king asked him, "What's the reason?"
This calm tone surprised the Chinese doctor, but it was obvious that the king was not aware of this matter before.
"What's the reason?" The king repeated again. Although his tone was calm, he felt a little anxious. "Don't worry, just say it."
The Chinese doctor quickly came back to his senses, "I...I don't know either."
"I don't know what you're suing?" The king looked at him and seemed to understand his inner thoughts in one second.
The word "complaint" was heard by the Chinese doctor, which made him feel a little guilty and instantly felt a little ashamed.
Because complaints are done by a three-year-old child.
The king looked at him, his eyes closed, and he continued to move forward.
The Chinese doctor lowered his head, half bent his body, and followed him with some shame.
Then the topic ended, the king no longer mentioned it, and the national doctor dared not continue to complain.
But the king was full of worry and concern for Taylor, and at the same time he believed with great certainty that there must be a cause for things.
Louis, a child, understands right and wrong, understands the truth, and takes the overall situation into consideration.
Being beaten must be Taylor's own problem, otherwise how could Catherine watch her son be hurt? She hasn't come to complain yet.
Until the Chinese doctor accompanied the king for a long time with a nervous heart, and had no intention of enjoying the scenery on the roadside, he recognized a fact today-
That is, Prince Louis's position in the king's heart is far superior to Prince Taylor, so the throne must be firmly held, and this matter will not change any more.
The Chinese doctor thought to himself that he could not offend Prince Louis in the future, otherwise how could he survive in this royal family?
The two of them walked around the yard. When they were about to arrive at the palace, the king said, "Go and treat Taylor, don't leave any sequelae."
"Yes." The national doctor saluted respectfully and reported, "I went to treat it. It may take a long time to recover. Although it did not hurt his life, it hurt his muscles and bones."
"Yeah." The king didn't say anything more.
In the evening, Shen Yi came to the King's Palace, and the father and son had already made an appointment to have dinner together today.
In the magnificent restaurant, Shen Yi and his father sat across the table in front of the dining table.
The waiters with exquisite bow tie lined up to deliver tonight's dishes one by one, two glasses of fruit soup, chocolate pie, Duponni, fish fillet, venison, lobster mousse... and rice.
Although there are only father and son, the dishes are nutritious and rich.
"When will you and Jing Yao get married?"
The king smiled. He picked up the wine bottle and poured the wine himself, looking at the handsome man sitting opposite him with some anticipation.
The matter mentioned by the National Medical Doctor today seemed to have not heard. The king would not take it to heart, nor would he ask him why.