Chương 131: The Game Still On

Two royal soldiers led an old healer to Prince Andhika's room. His face looked pale at the complaint from the prince that a slave had conveyed to him earlier, regarding the prince's recovery.

When they arrived at the prince's room, there was also waiting for the queen whose face looked sour or she was annoyed, and practically the healer felt it was annoyance directed at him.

"Your Majesty," greeted the healer with a slight bow to the queen, then to the prince. "My Prince."

"Did you have to take all day to come here?" Andhika asked with a dark expression on his face.

"Forgive me, My Prince," again, the healer bowed. "I had a little work to do earlier."

"Now," Andhika said, "you see my leg, hmm?!"

"Pardon me," the healer then approached Prince Andhika who was sitting on a luxurious chair covered in thick golden brown velvet. "Let me…"

The healer then checked the condition of the wounds and broken bones in Prince Andhika's leg. A few seconds later, he took a deep breath.