After all, there are not many opportunities to get along with the emperor. The Ninth Princess has no reason not to invite favor. Looking at the little girl's white and cute cheeks, Doctor Li decided to help her.

He took back the words he was about to blurt out and said with great certainty, "Yes!"

"Although the Ninth Princess has no major problems with her hands, she has a little loss of qi and blood. Pay more attention to rest and eat some blood-enhancing diet. As the saying goes, it is said that it is better to keep it well for a hundred days."

Su Jiu: "!!"

Really...thank you.

The tyrant nodded his noble head, remembering that he was injured in the past, the Queen Mother would ask the imperial kitchen to stew pork rib soup.

He said to Eunuch Lin who kept the standard smile in a faint voice, "Well, Lin Fu, I ordered the Royal Seating Room to stew some pig's trotter soup."

Lin Fu wanted to raise his hands and applaud and applaud at this understanding idea.

"The emperor's sage, pig's trotter soup has many effects such as replenishing qi and blood, strengthening the spleen and lungs, etc., not to mention where to take it, I believe that the Ninth Princess has your deep concern, and you will be able to recover soon."

Su Jiu: "..." It can be supplemented by eating.

However, when faced with the tyrant's cold and noble side face, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and was eventually overwhelmed by his appearance. "Thank you for the reward of your father and father!"

The pig's trotters rewarded by the male god's father must finish them even when he cried.

Doctor Li then prescribed a secondary anti-scar and anti-inflammatory ointment for her, and her turbid eyes retreated with deep meaning.

Because the tyrant didn't like women to get close, there was no maid in the bedroom, so bandaging the Ninth Princess naturally fell on Lin Fu's head.

But the tyrant looked at Lin Fu's wrinkled claws as old as a pig's hand, strode forward, took the white gauze, took the golden sore medicine that the servant had just received, and bandaged her wounds himself.

Eunuch Lin, whose gauze was taken away, looked like a fantasy expression as if struck by lightning.

It must be that he opened his eyes in the wrong way in the morning.

Otherwise, why would there be repeated ghosts in front of you and hallucinations appear?

It was obviously the first time that the tyrant did this kind of thing. The medicine presented by Dongkuang Kingdom was scattered on the wound like a lack of money, and poked it to catch the elbow.

After bandaging, he found that his level was not very satisfactory, so he took it out and packed it, packed it out again and again, and repeated it. The little girl also squinted over and let the tyrant fiddle with her little hands.

It was a minor injury that was not a big deal, and he was entangled into a level ten disabled person.

Both hands were bandaged into a realistic mummy.

The tyrant looked at his masterpiece with great satisfaction, and gave Lin Fu a "disdain" expression to the shocked.

Manager Lin Danei: “…”

The emperor is still the same emperor, and the wounds bandaged are different.

The tyrant sat back on the dragon throne, looked at the sleeping little guy, and said with great care, "Send her back to me, don't wake her up."

"And this bottle of medicine."

Eunuch Lin was stunned again, "Your Majesty?"

That's the good golden sore medicine offered by Dongcang. Not only is it worth a thousand gold, but it's even worthless. Your Majesty actually gave this to the Ninth Princess?

The tyrant meticulously reviewed the memorials submitted by officials and ministers, and asked without raising his head, "Is there any problem?"

Eunuch Lin immediately nodded and smiled, "No, no, I'll do it now."

He took the golden sore medicine and respectfully left the Golden Palace. He called two maids before sending the Ninth Princess back.

The sudden episode ended, and the Golden Palace returned to its previous depression and was not angry.
Chapter completed!