The old man nodded.
"The poison has penetrated the bones. If the injury had been properly treated immediately, it wouldn't have reached this point. Now, it's too late for anything; being able to preserve your life is already fortunate, Your Highness, take care of your health."
After saying this, the Medical Immortal left with the attendant.
After he left, the old lady hurriedly came in, lifted the blanket, and at the sight of her son's empty stump, she fainted on the spot.
"My son! My poor son!"
News of Murong Dun becoming a cripple quickly spread throughout the Capital City and reached the Emperor's ears.
The Emperor had many sons and did not care about such an unloved son. Upon hearing this, he casually sent some items to the Prince Mansion, considering it a consolation.
