Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 1770

Chapter 1770: The Royal Physician May Not Be Able to Heal Him

Taylor was at a loss for words for a moment, hanging his head, knowing he had cto apologize.

He didn't want to appear weak, to avoid another beating.

After a while, he heard Claire speak, "You should go back and rest well."

Taylor looked up at the sound, meeting Claire's eyes. He earnestly said, "I'm sorry, Claire, | was wrong."

"I know," Claire's lips curled slightly. "Go back quickly. Your mother must be very worried."

Seeing that she wasn't angry, Taylor felt a little relieved and cast a wary glance at Rowan, catching his cold, thin-lipped gaze.

After about three seconds, Taylor averted his eyes and turned to stride out.

When he returned to his own palace, the royal physician was still waiting.

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Taylor felt a bit embarrassed, so he kept a cold face and didn't look at him.

With his mother and Julie by his side, the royal physician quickly treated his wounds and gave him medication, and then he lay

down to rest.

"This is a serious injury..." the royal physician sighed, as if facing an ancient conundrum.

Hearing this, Catherine's heart suddenly tightened. "Has it injured any internal organs? Is there any internal bleeding? Is his life in

danger?"

"No," the royal physician shook his head. "It's a severe injury, but it will be painful for a long time, and there may be lifelong

issues."

The royal physician's exaggeration frightened Catherine, and Julie coldly said, "Can you actually heal him? What kind of doctor

scares people?"

"I can... I can," he stammered.

"Then heal him properly! Stop wasting words! If you can't heal him, it's a problem with your medical skills!" Julie didn't want to

hear him blabber, feeling that he was exaggerating and might scare the prince.

The royal physician immediately fell silent, realizing that Julie had seen through his little scheme.

Then he applied sointment to Prince Taylor and promised the Queen to cby for consultation twice a day.

After the royal physician left, Catherine had the servants stay by Taylor's bedside, then she and Julie left, not wanting to disturb his

rest.

As they walked back, Catherine felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her heart. She was very worried about her son's injury and

wished she could bear the pain for him.

Julie thought for a while and hesitantly spoke, "The royal physician's skills are not good," she concluded.

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"You noticed from how he treated the King this time?" Catherine also had the sfeeling.

"Yes," Julie nodded. "He couldn't even find signs of poisoning, let alone the root cause. How can he heal him?"

"He's handled all kinds of illnesses in the royal family before, from small to serious ones, and it was effective."

"He could even prescribe medicine for common illnesses," Julie said bluntly. "Since Prince Louis's medical skills are good, should we

ask him to treat Prince Taylor? To prevent any lingering issues."

In fact, this idea had crossed Catherine's mind several times, but... she couldn't bring herself to say it.

"He beat him and now he's supposed to treat him? Is that possible?" Catherine wasn't hopeful. "He would rather beat him for

another hour, he's still angry, don't provoke him."

Julie's face grew serious, she was genuinely worried about the prince's condition.

After a while, Catherine sighed, "Let's see. As long as it's not life-threatening, maybe the royal physician can heal him. If there's

improvement tomorrow, we won't need to find Prince Louis."