Chapter 1767: Seeking Traditional Chinese Medicine Treatment
He could respond in this manner, so he was probably willing to help Taylor...
Physicians are always compassionate. Claire felt happy about his kindness and compassion because her future husband was the
exceptional Dr. Watson.
She gave him a gentle and admiring smile, then released her hold on his waist and linked her arm with his, pulling him forward.
After they had slept and had cinto closer contact, it was an incredibly strange feeling, a spiritual and physical union of
pleasure that couldn't be compared to anything else.
Rowan recalled Taylor's "bro" just now and the feelings it stirred in him... it was always somewhat special.
His anger dissipated considerably in an instant. He felt a bit helpless, a bit exasperated, and a bit resentful.
In his palace, Taylor was seriously injured, barely holding himself up, feeling like his knees were about to give way.
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Princess Catherine and Julie quickly went to support him. When mother and son's eyes met, Princess Catherine looked at her son
as if he were a strange creature, her thoughts complex and her words feeble.
Taylor also knew that his "bro" just now was a bit hasty, without discussing it with his mother, but other than playing the family
card, he had no other choice.
"Um..." Taylor glanced at his mother and said softly, "I'll go write my self-criticism." With a heavy heart, he took painful steps and
walked out.
Watching her son's limping figure, Catherine exchanged a glance with Julie and then stepped forward.
Julie followed, feeling quite despondent.
After a while, Catherine, watching her son's hobbling figure, said to the woman beside her as they walked, "Notify the court
physician to cand treat him."
"It's already arranged," Julie, her trusted aide, always on top of things, checked the ton her wrist, "I reckon the court physician
is already waiting in the palace."
“Mm.
When Taylor reached the entrance of his own palace, he saw the court physician from a distance and couldn't help but slow his
pace, feeling quite embarrassed.
"Son, you need to get these injuries treated, or there could be long-term consequences," Catherine stepped forward a few paces,
tenderly urging him, implying that the court physician was invited by her and he shouldn't resist.
Taylor hadn't looked in the mirror yet and didn't know how beaten up he was, but his whole body hurt.
"I'll write my self-criticism first," feeling a bit anxious, he couldn't let his father find out about this, otherwise, he would get an even
harsher beating.
So, when he stepped through the door, he simply ignored the court physician and headed straight for the study.
The court physician greeted him and, as he took a closer look at the injuries on his face, felt a pang of concern. Taylor's face was
swollen like a pig's, far beyond the description of "black and blue."
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What had happened to him?
"Your Highness..." the court physician looked at the queen with astonishment and asked in a hushed voice, "How did the prince
sustain these injuries?"
Because he was a physician and was expected to treat him, it was normal to inquire about the cause. However, the fewer people
who knew about this, the better, because it could easily reach the king's ears, and then all their efforts would be in vain.
The court physician gazed at the queen, waiting for her response, but also anticipating that this matter was not simple.
Catherine considered the severity of her son's injuries and admitted, "He was beaten by Louis." As the mother spoke, her face also
revealed a hint of helplessness.
The court physician's eyes widened upon hearing this. Although he refrained from passing judgment, he couldn't help but think:
Prince Louis hasn't even ascended to the throne yet, and he's already this audacious?
Shouldn't a dog know who its master is?
Isn't he blatantly disrespecting the queen today?
"What are you standing around for?" Julie's tone was indifferent as she urged, "Why don't you hurry in and treat him?"