White Moonlight who woke up and became a paranoid wizard

Chapter 165 Of course I believe you

That tall figure seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. He stood sideways by the door frame, his handsome face lowered.

Eric's broken hair hangs down in front of his forehead, and his slightly long hair rests on the high bridge of his nose.

Eric had a gloomy look on his face. When he raised his eyes and saw Feike, the gloominess in his eyes dissipated slightly. Eric's eyes were full of uncontrollable joy.

However, due to the problem of face, the corners of Eric's lips pulled down slightly, and he pretended to be sullen: "Oh, are you finally willing to come back?"

The low mocking voice was inexplicably a bit sad, and Eric's deep eyes stared directly at Feike, his eyes greedily passing over Feike's pretty little face.

Eric seemed to be afraid of losing him again, and wanted to engrave Fico's appearance deeply in his memory.

For the first time, Eric felt how terrible it was to miss someone. Even though he had been wandering for so many years, Eric would never think of his father and queen, and think of such sleepless nights.

This is really a strange feeling.

Eric's big hand covered his left chest and squeezed it slightly, where it was beating hotly.

Eric's words fell into Feike's ears, and they seemed a little pitiful. Feike walked up to Eric in a funny way, and rubbed Eric's brilliant hair with his little hands. Slender fingertips ran through the hair.

Fei smiled tenderly: "Do you miss me?"

It was rare for Fei to open her lips to Eric so tenderly. It seemed that not long ago, this little guy with explosive hair always liked to confront Eric, and would stamp his feet angrily if he disagreed with her.

Eric lowered his eyes blankly and stared at Feike's smiling eyebrows. He had always been good-looking, and it seemed that he just fit Eric's aesthetic point.

Eric was slightly startled when he heard Feike's gentle words. He suddenly felt that his heartbeat was even noisier.

Eric glanced away awkwardly, but he didn't know that the tips of his ears were already slightly red: "Who missed you! If you dare to escape, you might as well die outside!"

Eric was still being stubborn.

God knows how much he wanted to tie Feike to his side.

Feike was not annoyed. Instead, he followed Eric's words and said with a smile: "Okay, okay..."

It was Feike who was at fault first. He fled the palace without saying a word, without saying hello to Eric at all. Eric was right to be angry.

after all……

He really regarded Feike as a friend.

However, Feike did not forget his mission and introduced Alves to Eric: "This is the old doctor I invited. I want to ask him to treat the princess..."

Feike looked at Eric's face tentatively, and when he saw Eric put away his childish expression and looked at Alves with a stern look, Feike's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Eric is worthy of being a child of the old king.

The eyebrows and eyes are completely carved out of a mold!

His brows were slightly condensed, and his expression was calm but powerful, making people want to half-kneel on the ground and bow their heads to him.

Eric stared at Alves intently for a long time, and finally relaxed his vigilance slightly. He turned sideways and motioned for Alves to enter his mother's palace.

After all, it was the old doctor invited by Feike, so he shouldn't be a charlatan.

The reason why Eric trusts Alves is because Eric trusts Feco enough.

Alves tightened the backpack strap of the medical kit, and hurried into the princess' bedroom. Alves didn't dare to look at Eric again. An old king was enough to kill him before, but now he and Eric Looking at each other, Alves' legs were even weaker.

The princess's bedroom is huge and magnificent, and the decorations displayed on the cabinets are all made of fine gold.

Alves couldn't help but look around, silently estimating the total value of these artifacts in his heart. Maybe even if he sold them, they wouldn't be as expensive as these decorations, right?
Rich people are really...

Alves gritted his back molars helplessly to vent his anger, then withdrew his eyes lightly, and looked at the beautiful woman who was half lying on the bed.

Time seems to have left no trace on this beauty's face. The corners of the princess's lips are slightly raised, and she still smiles lightly. Perhaps it is her natural temperament that makes the princess gentle and majestic.

The princess nodded friendly to Alves. She had seen many doctors since she fell ill in bed, and every doctor vowed to prepare many prescriptions and treatment plans for the princess.

But in the end, those doctors were all without exception.

They all shook their heads helplessly at the old king.

They couldn't understand the princess's illness.

Alves also sat next to the princess and motioned for her to stretch out his hand. The princess looked at Alves' gesture blankly and stretched out her delicate hand in confusion.

Due to the torture of the disease, the princess's delicate hands were no longer bloody. They were so white that one could clearly see the capillaries under the skin, and her fragile wrists seemed to be broken at a single break.

At first glance, it is the result of being devastated by drugs for a long time. The drugs are three parts poisonous. Even a strong adult man cannot resist the torture of being fed drugs every day and taking various medicines to regulate his health.

What's more, she was a seriously ill woman.

Alves frowned. He could not imagine what kind of torture such a woman had gone through.

"Give me your hand." Alves said, reaching out to feel the princess's pulse.

Seeing this, Eric stood vigilantly in front of his mother, blocking the distance between her and Alves. Eric's voice was deep and his eyebrows were slightly cold: "What do you mean?"

Why do you have to use your hands and feet when seeing a doctor?
Still touching your wrist?
Eric had never heard of this method of diagnosing a disease before.

Alves frowned. He knew that a feudal aristocrat like Eric naturally didn't know how to take the pulse. After all, Alves also learned from that mysterious old man.

When the old man sees a doctor for others, he usually takes the patient's pulse first, looks at the patient's symptoms, and then prescribes the right medicine.

Alves initially asked the old man why he was doing this and could he feel anything?

The old man twirled his beard pretending to be mysterious, and looked at Alves with an incredulous look on his face: "Why do you ask why? Isn't this a normal thing? How can you find out the disease without taking your pulse first? Prescribe the right medicine?"

What the old man said was very well-founded and confident.

On the contrary, Alves was stunned for a moment.

Alves suddenly slapped his forehead, and he sighed happily, it turns out that this mysterious Eastern country still has so many ways to treat doctors.

Alves begged the old man to teach him this so-called "pulse checking" method. The old man simply told Alves a little bit about it, then opened a folding fan, sighed and shook his head: "This kind of pulse checking method The method is very profound... It cannot be explained clearly in a few words, but more needs to be practiced."

So Alves took it to heart.

He often conducted experiments on naughty children in the mountains and listened to their pulses.

Gradually, Alves also learned in style.

Eric was still very worried and cautiously stopped in front of his mother.

An old man whom he has never met wants to touch the princess's wrist?

What kind of system is this? !

Feike knew what Eric was worried about, but if Alves wasn't allowed to use his own method to diagnose the pulse, Alves didn't know how to prescribe the right medicine.

Alves looked at Fico as if asking for help.

Feike immediately nodded his head clearly and looked at Eric in a flattering manner. Feike's pretty little face was immediately stained with a faint smile. His lips were red and his teeth were white, which made Feike's little face even more delicate. .

Feike just pursed her lips and smiled, and countless people's hearts quietly rippled.

Eric's heartstrings also moved slightly.

Eric raised his big hand in front of his lips calmly, and coughed lightly, as if trying to cover up his quietly red ears: "You want to plead with me for this old man again?"

Eric's voice is soft, and there seems to be magnetism in the hoarse voice, which is very sexy.

Feike pursed her lips and blinked her eyes obediently.

Feike has tried and failed to use her beauty to plead for mercy.

He knew that Eric hated his coquettishness the most.

Seeing that Feike was silent, Eric was still staring at him and acting coquettishly at him calmly. Eric's legs were weak and he almost sat down on the princess. The edge of the bed.

Fortunately, Eric's determination was strong enough and he didn't embarrass himself in front of so many people.

wait.

Eric quietly ground his back molars.

Wait for him and then torture him!
Together with the fact that Feike dared to run away privately, we must get it back from him!

Fei could see that Eric was already slightly shaken, so she simply struck while the iron was hot, her red lips slightly parted and said: "Mr. Alves was specially invited by me, don't you still trust me?"

These last coquettish words completely destroyed Eric's last shred of sanity.

Eric closed his eyes, took a breath, and then slowly opened his lips and said: "Of course I believe you."

He always believed in Feike unconditionally.

Fei Ke heard the sound and smiled brightly.

Alves was finally allowed to feel the princess's pulse. His old and grooved fingertips tapped the princess's wrist in a decent manner.

Because Alves was afraid that Eric would still be concerned, Alves deliberately dug out a small handkerchief from his medical kit and lightly covered the princess's wrist. Then Alves' fingertips gently touched the handkerchief through the handkerchief. Click on the princess's wrist.

The princess's wrist was so slender that Alves didn't dare to use too much force.

It seemed that with just a little force, the princess's wrist would be broken by him.

Eric and Feike stood quietly aside, holding their breath and staring at Alves who was checking the princess's pulse, waiting nervously for Alves to talk about his condition.

Alves finally let go of his hand, but there was an indelible sadness in his brow.

Alves had almost never seen this kind of disease, and it was an extremely rare and intractable disease.

No wonder the previous doctors, no matter how experienced they were, always failed.

Alves thought that he had lived for more than half his life, at least he had seen all kinds of diseases, but he did not expect that the princess was bedridden because of this disease.

As for the disease, Alves couldn't tell.

More like a terminal illness.

It's like a disease that can never be cured.

The toxin had already sneaked into the princess's limbs and bones, eroding all her energy bit by bit, and then deprived the princess of her short lifespan, and finally made her die in pain...

This poison is really a cruel poison.

Alves couldn't imagine who hated the princess so much and dared to poison her like this!
When Eric saw Alves' serious face, he felt a faint thump in his heart. Eric knew that the possibility of his mother's illness being cured was very slim, but he did not expect that Alves would be so serious. expression.

Does this mean that his mother...

Eric closed his eyes, and before Alves could speak, his face was already full of pain.

Eric was so worried that what Alves said next would be the words he least wanted to hear...

"This disease is indeed a bit complicated..." Alves opened his lips hesitantly. He didn't know how to explain it to Eric, so he carefully organized his words and smiled freely, "But it's not that there is no solution. I will write a prescription in a while. Remember to take the medicine according to the prescription without any deviation. I will cook three doses of medicine every day and remember to take it in the morning, noon and evening..."

Eric's eyes gradually became clear following Alves' words, and bright hope seemed to be ignited in his deep eyes. Eric's eyes widened in disbelief. He seemed to have not expected that Alvis Si Hui came to a conclusion so firmly.

It was as if Eric had already walked towards the edge of the cliff, and if he took one step back, he would fall into the abyss. However, someone in front of him desperately threw ropes and branches at him, bringing Eric new hope.

Eric's thin lips trembled slightly: "Is it really possible?"

Can his mother really be saved?

It's not that Eric doesn't trust Alves, it's just that he's been lost for too long. Seeing the sudden expectation, Eric can't believe it.

Alves twirled his beard: "I guarantee a [-]% chance."

There was no hint of joking on Alves' old face.

He looked at Feco and saw a smile on Feco's lips. Alves, the old naughty boy, couldn't help but wink at Feco playfully.

It seems to be saying "Am I awesome?"~
Feike understood the meaning in Alves' eyes, moved the little hand hanging by his side, and gave Alves a thumbs up calmly.

Eric was the most excited. He bypassed Alves and walked to his mother's bedside. He held his mother's slender wrist in his big hands and his curled eyebrows trembled slightly.

Eric opened his lips slightly to say something, but a few crystal tears rolled down Eric's strong face. Eric opened his palms, and the tears stopped in his palms.

He was obviously smiling, but he couldn't stop crying.

The princess was very distressed when she saw Eric crying.

(End of this chapter)