Chatper 1558 (1/2)

Ling Luo cried even harder, "Father, the medical officer has already seen it, but there is no good way, and he also said that the chances of Bate standing up are not high."

"Nonsense!" Rock glared at Lingluo viciously, "It's impossible for Bet to get better! I'll go back and find a smart doctor to come and see!"

After speaking, Rock shook his sleeves angrily, turned and left.

"Mother, is my leg useless anymore? No, I don't agree!"

"Mother, you must heal my leg, I don't want to be a cripple that everyone ridicules!"

Beth and Bet were very afraid of the bleak future, they slapped their legs desperately, and cried for Lingluo to find someone to treat them.

Looking at the crying son and daughter, Ling Luo's heart was about to break.

For more than twenty years, her position in the Golden Palace has been dispensable, and only these two children are her greatest comfort.

Now that Bate is about to inherit the king's scepter as an adult, there must be no problems at this juncture!

Because of Beth and Bet's unconscious legs, Lingluo's bedroom was plunged into a gloomy atmosphere, the air was so low that it was difficult to breathe.

After evening.

The Golden Palace was shrouded in a large cloud of fire, and it looked like a beautiful oil painting with heavy makeup and light makeup.

At this moment, a figure sneaked up to Ling Luo's palace, pushed the door open and walked in.

Ling Luo cried all day and was so tired that she leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

Not far beside her, Beth and Bet fell asleep too.

The figure hurriedly came to Bate, bent down to examine his gauze-wrapped legs carefully.

Bate was crying and fussing during the day, and was in a deep sleep when she suddenly felt someone approaching her, and when she opened her eyes in a daze, she saw a very familiar face.

He stared suspiciously at the man standing beside him, and asked directly, "Uncle? What are you doing here?"

Standing in front of Bate was Jin Ming, the cousin of King Jinli.

Jin Ming grew up with the king, four years younger than the king, and was the only son of the king's uncle.

Bet had a very good impression of this uncle.

Because no matter when he met Jin Ming, he would take good care of him.

Jin Ming's eyes were a little red, with a faint glint of water, and his voice was hoarse and low, "I heard that your legs can't move, so I came here to take a look."

Only then did Bate think of her unconscious legs, and wailed with red eyes, "Uncle Jin Ming, please help me, I don't want to be unable to walk for the rest of my life! I want to be a king in the future, but how can I be a king without legs? Help me, help me, okay?"

"Of course I will help you," Jin Ming nodded, "My poor child, I made you suffer."