Favored Doctor Consort

CHAPTER 2. I think you're just easy to fool

The man kept staring at her. She was very serious when she was doing something. The faint moonlight shrouded on her, as if she was wearing a soft gauze, and it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off.

He looked at her eyebrows and eyes carefully with his sight moving slowly to her chest. He saw that her lapel was unfastened, revealing the pink undergarment with an embroidered lotus, as well as her bitty-cream white skin.

His eyes sank. 'Is this woman really the princess consort of Prince De?

When she was fighting with the two big hunks just now, he saw it. Her skill was so neat that she didn't at all look like a woman who had been living in a boudoir.

"How long will you stop staring at me?"

After stitching up the wound for him, she detoxified for him again, and then she bound his injuries with white gauze. Then she raised her head and glanced at him.

"Who are you?"

He stared at her closely and saw that she had conjured those things away like a trick. So he became a little interested in her.

She took out several kinds of medicine again and handed them to him, explaining, "These are anti-inflammatory drugs. Take them with plain boiled water after you go back, and your wounds shouldn't be stained with water. You need to take good care of them; otherwise it will be very troublesome if they crack again."

"Who are you?"

He persisted in asking her the same question doggedly.

She frowned, "Is it so important who I am?"

She examined the other injuries on him again. Fortunately, they were all just skin traumas. Her eyes fell on his legs. As a doctor with so many years of experience, she had never seen a person like him whose legs stretched out straight and didn't move after so long. There were really some problems.

She reached out and pinched his legs. Seeing that he didn't respond at all, she asked, "Have you ever hurt your legs?"

His eyes fell on his own legs, thinking that five years ago, in order to calm the border from constant war, he was victimized by a traitor, and lost his legs. A burning hatred rose in his eyes, and his whole body was surging with murderous intent.

Seeing that he was silent, she thought this pair of legs could be a pain that he would never forget in his whole life. When she was touching it, suddenly her fingers exerting more strength, she pocked a vital point on his leg, so much so that he groaned in pain.

He showed a surprised expression. His legs were almost unconscious for five years. He didn't expect the girl in front of him just touched his legs, and he could feel a little pain

"Your legs can still be cured, but it's a pity that I have to go. If I can meet you again next time, I will help you to cure your legs."

She smiled at him. Seeing that it was about to dawn, she had to hurry back.

As soon as she walked two steps, she stopped again and looked back at the man under the tree, "There was something wrong with your legs. Do you need me to find someone to carry you back?"