"Don't worry." Claire looked at him, then turned and left.
As for Rowan, gazing at her receding figure, he was suddenly overwhelmed by longing, wanting so much to hold her in his arms... but he couldn't, he had to keep his distance from her, it was for her own good.
She was his soft spot, but he didn't want anyone to see it.
After Claire left, Rowan also strode out, following the guards towards his father's palace.
No matter what his father was looking for him for, he could try to arrange for an Arab doctor, which would make finding a translator a matter of course.
Half an hour later.
In the luxurious bedroom of the king's palace, Rowan and his uncle Eden and Arthur were there with the royal doctor to examine the king's health.
The royal doctor's skills were already quite amazing, and he had gained recognition among the nobles and officials in the royal family. Minor illnesses were treated by him, and he had even set up a private hospital here.
But compared to Rowan, he was not on the same level.
The king's health was declining day by day. Right now he was lying in bed with his eyes closed, thinking back to what his son had said yesterday, and he felt a chill down his spine.
Who exactly had sinister intentions? Who had been slowly poisoning him for a full five years? And with such patience?
Could it really be Katharine? Although there was no evidence, she was the most suspicious.
Over the years, he had given her all his energy and love. If it really was her, it would be so chilling.
The royal doctor was still examining the king.
Rowan was silent for a long time before finally speaking up, "Doctor, I want to find an Arab doctor for my father."
Upon hearing this, the doctor turned his eyes and bluntly asked, "Prince, are you questioning my medical skills?"
Hmph, how could I not question them?
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