Although the seventh prince was paralyzed, he did not become a cripple. He took care of all the daily chores by himself, including bathing and dressing, etc., and thus developed a pair of extremely strong arms. Elias watched him climb out of the tub with mixed emotions, slowly wiped his unconscious legs clean, and then ordered the eunuch to come in and pour water.
"Do I look terrible?" He asked pretending to be relaxed, pointing to his extremely pale and thin legs that were already showing signs of atrophy.
Elias squatted by the screen and looked at him. After hearing this, she quickly shook her head and let out a very dull hum. Why does it feel scary? It's not too late to feel distressed.
"Are you about to cry?" The seventh prince took the puppy into his arms, rubbed its furry head with his cheek, and nudged its wet nose with the tip of his nose, comforting him, "Don't be sad, everything will be fine. of."
Elias whined twice, and placed a front paw on her master's wrist as if inadvertently, secretly checking his pulse. It had been many years since he was poisoned. Judging from his pulse, his body was very weak and a cold could kill him. But Elias didn't know what kind of poison he was poisoned, so there was no way to prepare the corresponding antidote. The general antidote was not very effective and could only treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The more important question is, how should a dog prepare, grasp, and brew medicine? With these four fat, short claws? Elias opened her dog's paws and stared at the pink, plump plum blossom pad, feeling hopeless.
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