The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1252

Chapter 1252: 610 Divine Assist (Second Update)_2

He spoke with earnest seriousness, which even amused Princess Xinyang.

Why should a five-year-old carry the heart of a fifty-year-old?

Although Jing Kong always seemed to complain about Xiao Hen verbally, he held a deep respect for Xiao Hen’s mother, just as he respected Gu Jiao’s mother.

After thinking for a moment, Jing Kong, enduring the pain, took out a small bottle from his pocket, "Princess, this is for you." Then, after a thought, he took out another, "Forget it, I’ll give you both."

"What is it?" Princess Xinyang asked.

Jing Kong replied, "It’s something very tasty, even adults can drink it. I saw Jiaojiao give it to our auntie to drink before."

Princess Xinyang looked at the small blue bottle in her hand and asked, "Is it medicine?"

Jing Kong said scrupulously, "Hmm, I don’t know. Auntie had leg cramps last time, and Jiaojiao gave her this to drink, but I didn’t have cramps and Jiaojiao let me drink it, too."

Princess Xinyang returned it to him, "Then you should keep it and drink it yourself."

Jing Kong put the small blue bottle back, "No need, I’m not sad."

Princess Xinyang really was sad.

But it was not because of worry for Xiao Hen, for Xiao Hen had grown up, capable of handling things on his own; she didn’t need to worry about him day and night. Instead, she was saddened by the memory of the child she encountered today, which reminded her of the early demise of Xiao Qing.

She gripped the small bottle in her hand, holding back the pain in her heart, and asked, "Will you really not be sad after drinking it?"

Jing Kong nodded vigorously, "Really, really! I always feel very happy after drinking it!"

Princess Xinyang chuckled through her sob, "Then I will accept it, thank you."

Jing Kong returned to the western room with his completed questions and continued his homework.

After greeting Gu Jiao and Xiao Hen in the neighboring room, Princess Xinyang headed back to Vermilion Bird Avenue.

At dinner, Yujin limped, and Princess Xinyang curiously asked, "What’s wrong with your leg?"

Yujin said painfully, "I just had a cramp."

"Let me see," said Princess Xinyang.

Yujin smiled, "No need, it’s not a big deal, it will be fine by tomorrow."

After a silent moment, Princess Xinyang took out two small bottles from her purse and handed them over, "Here, drink these. They can treat leg cramps."

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On the other hand, Gu Jiao and Gu Xiaoshun had been busy all afternoon, finally finishing the full set of rehabilitation facilities. Starting tomorrow, Huangfu Xian could begin systematic recovery training.

This would be a long and painful process, requiring Huangfu Xian’s strong resilience and willpower.

Walking was nowhere near as easy as he thought – once he discarded the crutches, each step brought pain equivalent to a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

"Are you scared?" Gu Jiao asked Huangfu Xian. _{frёeweɓηovel.coɱ}

"If I was scared, would there be medicine to make me not hurt?" Huangfu Xian countered.

"There isn’t," Gu Jiao said.

Painkillers all have side effects, better not to use them if possible.

Huangfu Xian took a deep breath, "Then I’m not scared." He could only be brave.

Gu Jiao handed him the crutches, "Try to get used to them on your own first."

"Alright," Huangfu Xian took the crutches, and with Gu Xiaoshun’s assistance, he slowly stood up, his weight half on the crutches, and half on Gu Xiaoshun’s arms supporting him from behind. Even that was enough to feel the pain on his amputated limb.

He couldn’t dare to imagine what it would be like without the crutches.

Gu Jiao began to clean the courtyard.

Suddenly, Yu Yaya came holding a bowl that wasn’t washed completely, "Miss!"

"What is it?" Gu Jiao asked.