Chapter 727 Your Highness, It’s Time for You to Take Your Medicine (69)
Chapter 727 Your Highness, It’s Time for You to Take Your Medicine (69)
Xing Rong did not care about the deep meaning in the king's eyes. Her gaze stayed on Kwens. After confirming that he was fine, she quietly withdrew her gaze and waited quietly to enter.
Wang stared at Xing Rong and fell into deep thought.
After a moment, he shifted his gaze to Kwins standing aside.
Kwins' eyes were tightly wrapped with white cloth, as if something was wrapped inside.
Faintly, a faint fragrance emanated from the cloth and filled the air.
He was wearing a casual outfit and stood straight and tall.
If it weren't for the wheelchair under him, Wang would even think that his eldest son still maintained his former style and confidence.
"Kwens, your eyes..." Wang asked with a hint of hesitation in his tone, staring at his son.
When Kwins heard his father's voice, he subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched the white cloth on his eyes.
The medicinal aroma wafting from the cloth was strange and soothing.
After these days of treatment, although his eyes were always covered with medicine and he could not open them to see if there was any improvement, he could clearly feel the comfort in his eyes.
"She said my eyes would be fine in a day or two."
Kwens knew that Xingrong had already told him the answer, so when he said this, he thought he could tell it to his father calmly.
However, this is not the case.
When he said this, he could clearly feel his heart rising up with uncontrollable excitement, and his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly.
This reaction surprised him a bit, as he had not expected to have such strong emotions.
For some reason, he had almost no doubt about Xing Rong's words and naturally chose to believe her.
It seemed as if in his subconscious, he firmly believed that Xing Rong would never deceive him.
He himself could not explain exactly where this trust came from.
When Wang heard him say this, he immediately asked excitedly: "Your eyes are almost healed? What about your legs?"
For Wang, Kwins' recovery means everything.
If his eye could heal, then the leg problem would also be solved.
At this time, Huntley stood on the other side of the king, listening quietly to their conversation.
When he heard Wang's concern about the condition of Kwins' leg, his eyes dimmed instantly, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.
However, this glimmer of light was fleeting, and his expression quickly returned to normal.
Kwins pursed his thin lips gently, then clasped the fingers of his hands together and placed them quietly on his broad thighs, while his elbows naturally rested on the armrests of the chair.
He tried hard to suppress the slight sense of loss that was rising in his heart, and said slowly in a voice so calm that one could hardly feel the emotional fluctuations: "She didn't tell me about the treatment for my legs, and she hasn't started any treatment for my legs yet."
However, when he recalled that scene, a complicated light flashed in his eyes.
She simply checked the condition of his legs, and judging from her tone and attitude at the time, she did have the ability to heal his legs, but she didn't say much.
At this moment, Hunter, who was sitting on the other side of the king, had his eyes flickering and couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy.
His gaze cast towards the last row of seats among the group of students below, fixed on Xing Rong, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
It seemed that she really took what he said before to heart.
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