Just as Long Qian was about to exert force, she heard the man yelling in pain. She was so frightened that she immediately retracted her hand.
After taking a deep breath, she gently placed her trembling hand back on his thigh.
"Is it here?"
"Yes." Chu Dongling looked at her and nodded, "Right here."
Qian'er doesn't like lame people, he can't be lame.
"Yeah." Long Qian's eyes came to his legs and bit her lip, "Now that I don't have any equipment, I can only try a little bit."
"I'll use a little more force. If you feel any pain, be sure to tell me."
"Okay." Chu Dongling nodded lightly.
Long Qian exerted a slight effort and immediately raised his head: "How is it?"
"It hurts." Chu Dongling responded softly.
Long Qian lowered his hands and exerted force again: "How about here?"
"A little bit." Chu Dongling looked at her for a moment.
"How is it here?" Long Qian's hand continued to move down.
"It doesn't hurt." Chu Dongling shook his head.
Long Qian pressed his leg in many places and finally determined the specific location of the injury.
"It's not broken." She raised her sleeve and wiped her forehead, "But the bone is cracked."
This is already the best result. It is estimated that the beam weighs at least several hundred kilograms, and it still fell four to five meters away.
Sure enough, King Ling's legs were not legs, but steel.
"I'll put some medicine on you later and fix it with a wooden board. You should be able to recover after half a month in a wheelchair."
"Aren't you lame?" Chu Dongling sat up and held her hand.
Long Qian looked at the man sitting face to face with her, frowned, took her hand away from his palm, and got off the bed.
"No! I'll get someone to prepare the medicine. Just lie down and don't move."
Long Qian put on his boots and walked out the door.
When she came back, she was panting from exhaustion with a medicine box on her shoulder and a basin in her hand.
Long Qian placed the basin on the chair, dropped the medicine box, and fished out the wet towel from the basin.
"Your Majesty, can I ask who usually serves you?"
Chu Dongling looked at her with a smile that could confuse all living beings: "What happened?"
Long Qian came to his side, handed out the towel, and muttered, "Wipe your face first."
"You still have your body. You can't touch the water after you've been treated with medicine. If you have a mysophobia and can't sleep without taking a shower, wipe it off first."
"My king's leg is broken." Chu Dongling did not reach out to pick up the towel.
Long Qian was so angry that she stamped her feet and almost threw a towel at the man's face.
But considering his broken thigh bone, she still sat down.
"Can you let them come in and wait on you? What if you don't work after receiving wages?"
"I am a princess, am I the one who does this kind of work? They actually say that men and women cannot be intimate with each other. My lord, are you a woman?"
