Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1767: Seeking Traditional Chinese Medicine Treatment

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 come into 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.

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 come and treat him."

"It's already arranged," Julie, her trusted aide, always on top of things, checked the time on her wrist, "I

reckon the court physician is already waiting in the palace."

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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."

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?"