The Royal Highness

Chapter 115 Cooking...?

Alan's point of view...

I sometimes lose control over my mind, basically, I try to keep calm but in anger and panic my hands don't listen to me.

Just like what I did now to that poor old man. I made him take the pill and almost killed him with my own hands.

As he fell coughing blood, still struggling to breathe, I felt that he had a blockage somewhere in him that was stopping him from taking a breath.

I am not a doctor myself, I know nothing about how to cure or how could I clear that blockage.

But there was a thing that had been clinging to my mind.

Those moves that the old lady used on me to remove the blockage.

But..!

Will that work? Can I do that?

I just saw it for once.

It won't make it hell, will it?

I can't judge what to do, if I don't do anything now, he will die right in front of me.

Either way there is death, why not give it a try?

I carried him back to the cottage we were in before and lay him on the wooden bed.

Now I heaved a huge breath to gather fresh air building my co