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Chapter 1595 Legs

The air seemed to be tense in an instant.

When it comes to his legs, Najilie has an ugly and tense expression, which is his most untouchable Achilles' heel.

"did you mean……"

Old Su's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale.

Could it be that the condition of the grandson's legs has deteriorated?

Lin Hanxing didn't speak, but turned to look at the holy hand.

The latter cleared his throat and spoke.

"May I ask first, how did the First Prince's leg get hurt?"

Ever since he came to Roucheng, the Holy Hand focused all his treatment on Najilie's poisoning. Even though he noticed that there was something wrong with Najilie's broken leg, he didn't take the initiative to do anything because of the gloomy character of the other party.

What kind of position is he, why should he do high-stakes business?

snort!
Najilie didn't speak, but slightly closed his eyelashes, half of his face was buried in the dark place, looking obscure.

"It was an accident."

Old Su didn't take up the conversation, and started to talk.

As the eldest prince of the royal family of Roucheng, Najilie has carried everyone's hopes since he was born. If it wasn't for that damn accident, his life should have been bright and beautiful.

It was originally just an ordinary charity auction trip, but because of the presence of the princess and prince Najire, it attracted much attention, and the media flocked to it. Starting from the car that the princess and the prince took from the royal family, all the way follow halfway.

The accident happened at this time.

A media interview car suddenly lost control and crashed into the vehicle in which two people were traveling.

Although the people around had tried their best to rescue him, it still caused the tragedy of the death of the eldest princess and the disability of the eldest prince's legs.

The royal family was furious.

The media organization that interviewed the car was also dealt with immediately.

But even so, nothing could be saved.

"Are you sure it was just an accident?"

Lin Hanxing spoke lazily, piercing the superficial whitewash of peace and making Najilie's expression even more distorted.

"if not?"

Najire sneered.

"What qualifications does a crippled prince have to seek the truth?"

During that time, the young Najire tasted the warmth and coldness of human relationships prematurely. Those who used to be respectful to him and who responded to him all changed their attitudes after that day.

It was as if all the value of his life was lost here.

Lin Hanxing smiled without saying a word.

Zhan Nanheng, who was standing not far away, felt the same shock in his heart.

Although they are in different positions, he and Najire have similar situations and experiences.

"My...although I'm very embarrassed, but I don't feel uncomfortable if I say a bad word..."

The holy hand raised his hand at the right time.

Before the others could react, a swear word that could be as dirty as it wanted had already been spit out.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Give each other some buffer time, okay?
"Which doctor treated your wound back then? You should have dragged it out and killed you! What kind of stupid skills did you have to make it look like this? I've been wanting to curse for a long time, okay?"

Shengshou has his own unique persistence and bottom line in terms of medical skills, and it is also thanks to the other party not standing in front of him at this time, otherwise a severe beating would definitely be unavoidable.

"Don't you say that!"

Najilie's mood suddenly had a strong ups and downs. Sweeping away the angry expression before, if it wasn't for his bad legs, he might have stood up and fought desperately with the holy hand.

Such a reaction obviously caught Lin Hanxing's attention.

The expression also became playful.

"Is it someone you know?"

Lin Hanxing looked at Najilie and asked calmly.

"Or, someone close to you?"

"enough!"

The veins on Najilie's forehead jumped out, and he roared violently.

(End of this chapter)