Chapter 1718
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The Earl's Mansion.
When the secretary arrived, Murray was receiving an important guest. He did not dare to disturb him and could only wait in the side hall downstairs.
In the tea room, Murray carefully and respectfully poured another cup of tea for the blond man sitting in the main seat. "I will negotiate with the Weapons Bureau again."
The blond man's face was very pale. It was obvious that he was sick. He looked at Murray indifferently and said with some mockery in his voice, "Do you think there is still room for negotiation?"
Murray's back was covered in cold sweat. He lowered his head slightly and said, "The Weapons Bureau will probably give us some face."
"Us?" Loki's pale lips twitched. "What face does a person who can die of illness at any time have?"
Murray looked up at Loki and asked worriedly, "Your body …"
Loki suddenly coughed. It was also because of this violent coughing that his pale face barely had a tinge of red. However, he looked even weaker as if he was at the end of his rope.
Seeing this, a complicated expression flashed across Murray's eyes.
Looking at the prince's current situation, he had to make other plans.
Although he was the legitimate heir of the royal family, his weak body probably meant that he would not be able to stand in a high position.
In the past two years, Murray had watched Loki grow weaker day by day. It was not the first time that he had regretted choosing the wrong side.
Loki finally calmed down and stopped coughing. He put away his handkerchief and said, "Don't worry. I won't die for the time being."
Murray opened his mouth. "Even the First Base can't do anything?"
Loki just smiled and shook his head. "Let's leave it to fate."
Hearing this, Murray's heart sank even more.
Even the First Base could not cure the prince's illness. Perhaps …
Loki stood up and straightened his clothes. He looked at Murray and said casually, "Since you have that confidence, then I hope I can see substantial results in two days."
He was referring to the batch of weapons that he did not win at the trade fair last night.
After that, he did not wait for Murray to respond and walked out.
Murray stood where he was and did not chase after them. His expression flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Loki walked out of the Earl's Mansion. As soon as he got into the car, his confidant, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, turned around and looked at him, "By the way, Prince, Professor Sheng Nuo just called and said that his friend has a folk prescription that may be effective for your body."
Luo Qi heard this, but there was no change of emotion on his face. Perhaps he was already numb to the process of hope turning into disappointment. He closed his eyes, leaned back, and said tiredly, "Thank the professor for me. I've troubled him."
When the confidant saw this, he immediately understood that his master did not intend to try this folk prescription.
Thinking of what Professor Sheng Nuo had just said, he added, "The professor said that this folk prescription is a traditional Chinese medicine from eastern countries. You know that he has been researching this for the past few years. If he wasn't confident, he wouldn't have deliberately said that."
After a long time, Luo Qi waved his hand and said without any hope, "I got it. Let's try again."
The confidant heaved a sigh of relief.
No matter what, he had to give it a try. What if it worked?
**
Over here.
After Murray's secretary saw Loki leave, he walked into the tearoom.
As soon as he entered, he saw Murray standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. He paused, walked behind him, and said softly, "Earl, I have something to report to you."
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