Chapter 1893

Seeing Lu Hui'er's insistence, the medical officer didn't say anything more, and lowered his head to help Darbe's sagging right palm bone.

"Crack."

The dislocated palm was connected immediately, but Dalbe, who was in a coma, did not respond.

Lu Hui'er's heart ached so badly, she would rather see Dalbe frowning because of the pain than he didn't react at all.

He looked like this, as if he would walk away from her at any moment...

The palace was in chaos and was in a precarious situation. Now Dalbe was in a coma again, which made Lu Huier feel at a loss and didn't know what to do.

She pinned all her hopes on the medical officer and asked eagerly, "When will he wake up?"

The medical officer knelt on the ground immediately, with a sincere and terrified expression, "Queen, the king's injury is too serious, and I don't even know..."

"Okay, I got it." Lu Hui'er was afraid of hearing bad news from the medical officer, so she quickly stopped him, "He will definitely wake up, no matter how long it takes, I will wait."

The medical officer didn't dare to say anything, but just knelt on the ground humbly.

It was the first time he had seen such a serious injury in his many years of medical practice.

Even when he was setting the king's bone just now, the piercing pain failed to wake up Dalbe, so one can imagine how serious his injury was.

As for when Dalbe would be able to wake up, the medical officer was really not sure at all.

He even had some doubts, would the king still be able to wake up?

But this kind of speculation, even if he killed the medical officer, he didn't dare to say more, he just dutifully helped Darby heal.

As for the final result, it can only be left to God's will.

The night was getting darker and darker, but the palace was full of noise.

General Chama is leading his men to clean up the messy palace, trying to clean up the mess.

Only the dormitory where Dalbe and Lu Huier lived was quiet, with dim lights on inside.

Lu Huier sat next to Dalbei, stretched out her hands to caress her bulging belly, stared at the unconscious Dalbei with distressed eyes, and murmured in a low voice, "Husband, wake up quickly, okay? My child and I are in Waiting for you to wake up, we need you."

Dalbe lay quietly, his handsome deep eyes were closed, his facial features were elegant and handsome, like a sleeping prince.

It's just that his deep sleep gripped the hearts of many people and made them restless.

Outside the main hall, the guards who were cleaning up the mess were discussing in low voices, their faces full of worry.

"I didn't expect that terrible duke to be dead yet? And he came here frantically."

"His name seems to be Duke Goode. You were not there at the time, so you don't know how scary the scene was."

"Speaking as if you were there, I knew that several of our brothers were swept away by the duke's black wind and fell seriously injured, alas!"

"That's right, even our king was seriously injured and unconscious. If that demon comes again, what should we do?"

"Who knows, we are not as powerful as the king, so we can only be slaughtered by him."

The more the guards talked, the more their hearts became colder, and their cleaning movements slowed down.

In the face of unknown fear, they really don't know how to protect themselves.

Even the king they have always respected is not the opponent of Duke Gude, let alone ordinary them?

General Chama noticed the whispering of the guards, and immediately strode over and glanced at them majesticly, "What are you talking about?"

The guards immediately shrugged their shoulders and stopped discussing, "Return to the general, we are not discussing anything."

"It's best if you don't have one. If I find out that someone is spreading rumors and trying to sway people's hearts, you all know it!" Chama snapped a few words, confirming that the guards would stop talking nonsense, and then turned to Dalbe's Go to the palace.

In fact, Chama heard the guards' discussion just now clearly.

But right now their king is indeed seriously injured, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

The only thing he can do is to temporarily block the mouths of Youyou.

It's just that the mouth of the people is stronger than that of Fangchuan. If the situation in front of him does not improve and the king is still unable to wake up, panic will spread like a plague.

Chama was tall and long-legged, and soon came to Dalbe's bedroom, and stood respectfully outside the door, "Queen, Chama wants to see the king."

Lu Hui'er's soft voice quickly came from the bedroom, "Yes, come in."

Only then did Chama walk in, seeing Lu Huier standing beside Dalbei's bed with red eyes, her heart sank a little.

On the way here just now, Chama was looking forward to seeing their king recover as before.

But now it seems that all this is just wishful thinking...

Chama stood aside silently, glanced at Dalbe, who was still in a coma, and then at Lu Huier, who was pale. After a long time, she whispered, "Queen, please don't worry, the king will definitely wake up."

Lu Hui'er nodded slightly, her tone was very firm, "Yes, he will definitely wake up."

If an ordinary person suffered such a serious injury, it must be very dangerous.

But Dalbe's physique is totally different from that of ordinary people!

So Lu Hui'er firmly believed that he would be able to wake up!

Chama didn't know what to say, so she stood for a while and was about to leave, "Queen, you just need to take care of the king, and the minister will help the king deal with the outside affairs temporarily."

"Thank you, Chama." Knowing that Chama is very sincere to Dalberg, Lu Huier nodded slightly to express her gratitude, "Thank you."

Chama immediately knelt down on one knee, clenched his right hand into a fist over his heart, and bowed his head humbly, "Queen, it is a great honor for me to be able to solve the king's worries and problems!"

Lu Hui'er doesn't know much about court etiquette, but she trusts Chama just like Dalbe, "I'll leave everything to you."

Chama saluted again, and then left the dormitory silently, leaving behind Lu Huier who looked at Dalbe with a sad face.

As the night became more and more solemn, Lu Hui'er was thinking about Dalbe, and she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Sitting beside Dalbe, she clasped his fingers together, feeling his cold temperature, her heart ached like a knife.

Before, she injected Dalbe with a reagent that could improve his body temperature, and his body temperature obviously recovered gradually.

But now, it has become as cold as ice again...

"It's okay, Dalbe, tell me, you'll be fine, right?" Lu Hui'er choked up and murmured, the teardrops had already rolled down one after another like broken beads.

Those scorching teardrops fell from her cheeks and hit the back of Dalbe's hand, which soon got wet.

However, Dalbe still lay indifferent, without any reaction.

There was still silence in the bedroom, and not long after Chama left the hall, he was surrounded by a group of ministers.