The Rebirth of Doctor Ivvone Yuan
Chapters 11. The Emperor is Severely Sick
Ivonne, unable to discern reality and dreams, trembled as she pushed the medicine box back to the bottom of the bed. When the medicine box entered the bottom of the bed, it turned out that it had disappeared.
He did not dare to breathe for three seconds, reached out and touched the bottom of the bed, it was true that there was nothing.
He trembled, slowly crawling back to the bed, breathing heavily.
What had happened recently, had already exceeded his cognitive realm, his professional knowledge and his non-professional knowledge were already unable to give him an answer to these unknown things, there was fear in his heart, he said, he really felt scared.
The door was pushed open, Ivonne still had no time to raise her head to look, she already felt a cold aura all around, she only felt pain in her scalp, her body was then thrown down from the bed.
“Are you pretending to be dead? If you want to die then die immediately, or wake up then change clothes and follow me to the Palace.” The cold voice rang out above his head, Ivonne was then violently pulled, his back violently touched the floor, so painful that his entire body trembled, still not having the time to take a breath, his chin had already been held back by a hard hand, his strength was immense, even nearly crushing his chin.
Ivonne's painful eyes clashed with her angry eyes, cold and cruel face, she couldn't hide the disgust and disdain for Ivonne, “I warn you, don't think of doing any tricks, if you still talk carelessly in front of the Queen Mother, then I want your life.”
Ivonne was in pain to the point of being so angry, human lives were in their eyes this, was it so worthless? He was already so injured, but this fellow was still unwilling to let go.
Ivonne used all her strength, grabbed King Ronald's hair, propped up his body with his knees, then banged his face against King Ronald's head tightly, this move was her plan to deliver a final strike.
King Ronald did not expect that Ivonne would dare to resist, and again used her own head to bang him on, for a moment she could not dodge, her eyes twitched and she was dizzy for a moment.
Ivonne had almost fainted, but trying to contain it, when King Ronald still had not reacted, his knee was piled on the back of King Ronald's hand, fresh blood dripping from his mouth into King Ronald's face, his long hair hung down, crazily saying:
“Doing something has its limits, why do you bully people to such an extent!”
A slap fell on Ivonne's face.
Ivonne's head turned, her eyes darkened, in the gloom she saw Aunt Linda's footsteps walking in, “Your Majesty, please be merciful!”
His Majesty showed no mercy, a slap was again thrown, after his anger, he saw the blood behind Ivonne's back, coldly saying:
“Urus wounds him, change his clothes, wrap his wounds tightly, then give him a bowl of golden purple soup so he can last for half a day.”
Aunt Linda and Letty came forward to help her, they did not speak, when they helped to break her into bed then laid face down and cut off her clothes, both taking cold breaths.
Letty grimacedly said:
“30 times punch with board, they are really cruel, really hit with cruel.”
“Quick take hot water, medicinal powder and also make golden purple soup!”
Ivonne's whole body was in pain, especially when her clothes were cut off and slowly separated from her already attached body, all over her body was trembling, but she said nothing at all, his throat was burning in the fire, unable to say a word.
Cleaning the wound, cleaning the blood stuck, applying medicinal powder, this whole process, Ivonne held it in silence, as if she was having a nightmare, she would be fine when she woke up.
She heard Letty ask:
“Auntie, will you really drink golden purple soup?”
“Ya, otherwise, it looks like his life will not survive.” After Aunt Linda finished saying, she sighed.
“But this golden purple soup ..”
“Do not much nonsense, quickly help papah Empress.”
Ivonne was pummeled like a wad of weak cotton, warm liquid flowing in through the corners of her lips, so bitter, she almost lost the ability to swallow.
“Drink, Empress, drink only and will improve.” Aunt Linda whispered softly in her ear.
Ivonne was anxious to get rid of this pain, so she drank it in one breath.