NovelEnglishChapter 1774: Getting Worse with Treatment?
Not until dinner was over did the king inquire about why he had beaten Taylor.
The king always believed there was a reason for everything. He left the children to resolve their conflicts on their own, believing it
to be the wisest choice for parents not to intervene.
Rowan did not file a complaint.
The following morning, Prince Taylor was in his palace.
"Ah, ah... ouch... An!"
"Your Highness!" The servants guarding the door rushed in, shocked by his painful appearance. One of them supported the
struggling Taylor.
"Ah!" he yelled in pain, "Be gentler, for God's sake!"
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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The servant quickly let go, too scared to assist him. It seemed like he had exerted too much force just now,
but it wasn't intentional.
"Your Highness... Do you want to get up?" Another servant asked nervously, wanting to help but not daring to.
Another servant turned and left, running outside to call the queen.
"For heaven's sake!" Taylor sat on the bed, grimacing in pain, "I need to use the bathroom..."
Having endured the entire night, he had struggled for half an hour to sit up just now, feeling utterly incapacitated. Any movement
caused excruciating pain throughout his body.
"Con, lethelp you..."
"Be gentler, damn it!" Taylor was furious. The sensation of needing to urinate was unbearable; it felt like he was about to explode.
With the two servants supporting him cautiously, Taylor finally, with great effort and pain, got out of bed and laboriously made his
way to the bathroom...
When Katherine and Julie hurriedly arrived, they found Taylor being helped back to bed. His steps were like those of a terminally ill
old man, devoid of strength, making even a small step a laborious task.
"Son!" Katherine was so shocked that her legs went weak. She rushed towards him, screaming, "What's happened to you? What's
wrong?" Tears welled up in her eyes.
Julie, also with a heavy heart, stepped forward. Beaten up? It wasn't this severe yesterday!
"Your Highness, please don't touch the prince too hard, he's in a lot of pain," the servant kindly reminded, then stepped aside.
Katherine's outstretched hand paused in mid-air, then she withdrew 99% of her strength. "Son..." She carefully held Taylor's arm,
helping him onto the bed.
The moment he sat on the edge of the bed, Taylor bit his lip, contorting his face in agony.
"Taylor..." Katherine was heartbroken.
"My butt hurts," the boy gasped, his face contorting in pain, as if that was the only way to alleviate it. "I don't want to stay awake, |
want to sleep..."
This broke Katherine's heart. She turned and yelled, "Where's the royal physician?! Wasn't he supposed to cfor a consultation
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"Don't call him," Taylor weakly retorted, "He's probably the one who made it worse; it wasn't this bad last night."
Katherine was very worried and upset. After hesitating for a few seconds, she told Julie, "Bring him here!" If it was indeed his fault,
he would have to take responsibility! Otherwise, she would dismiss him!
"All right." Julie hurriedly turned to make the call.
Taylor groaned...
With the help of the servants, Katherine and Julie assisted Taylor to lie down. Despite his relatively light weight, his body was so
sensitive that he couldn't be touched.
Soon, the royal physician arrived. "Your Highness, Prince Taylor, Captain..."
"What's wrong with you?! | asked you to treat him, not render him immobile!" Katherine was furious. "Quickly, tellwhat's going
on!"
The royal physician also didn't understand the situation. He felt wronged; he approached and knelt down, taking Taylor's pulse.
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