The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love novel Chapter 1827

Abbot was so skinny, he was almost unrecognizable compared to what he looked like ten years ago.
He was enduring severe heart pain.
Sitting next to him, Larkin gently took his teacher’s hand.
His teacher was so thin that his arm was just a layer of wrinkled skin, wrapping around his bones.
He placed his hand on the his teacher's forehead.
Larkin carefully felt his body temperature.
Abbot was extremely weak, and conventional treatments were no longer effective.
If it had been a bit earlier, even just three months, he could have brought his teacher back to health.
Larkin's guilt erupted instantly.
Erica was right, why didn't he visit just because his teacher wouldn't see him?
He should have come a long time ago!
If only he had come earlier...
"Larkin, how is Abbot..." the Prior hurriedly asked.
Larkin didn't say anything, he took out his own crystal.
"What are you going to do?"
"First, let's wake him up."
The Prior hesitated for a moment, but didn't stop him in the end.
After a while, Abbot let out a weak cough.
The Prior hurriedly rushed over, crying out with a sob in his voice.
"What's wrong?" Abbot asked, his voice hoarse.
"Abbot, you've been asleep for so long, I couldn't wake you no matter how much I tried!" the Prior choked out.
Abbot's eyelids felt heavy.
He looked past the Prior.
A handsome young man stood there, looking at him with a sorrowful expression.
Abbot was a bit dazed.
"Larkin?"
"Teacher!"
Larkin immediately knelt down.
"When did you get here?" Abbot's eyes reddened, and he asked after a moment of silence.
"I came at noon." Larkin replied.
"Teacher, I'll go get you something to eat." Seeing that Abbot didn't react much, the Prior thought to give them some space to talk, and left, wiping his tears away.
"Come closer." Abbot’s vision isn't good anymore.
From a distance, everything looked blurry.
Larkin got up and knelt down next to Abbot's bed.
Abbot raised his hand, his thin, trembling hand gently touching Larkin's cheek.
"Larkin." Abbot spoke softly, tears rolling down his cheek, "I want to ask you, have your wishes come true?"
Larkin nodded, choking back tears.
Abbot let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had let go of a heavy burden.
"That's good."
"That's good."
He repeated it twice.
Tears welled up in Larkin's eyes, "But I failed you."
In Abbot's memory, Larkin has never cried like this.
He was always well-behaved as a child, but determined in his heart.
"Your destiny is your own." Abbot paused, "I heard from Mary that that woman is very good."
Larkin nodded, then said, "My elders are all in the H Country, now all in Norhaven, I will arrange for them to come here tomorrow..."
Abbot waved his hand.
"With your medical skills, you have treated me before, you should know that my life is at its end."
Larkin felt like he was being stabbed in the heart.
"No need to do these things." Abbot waved his hand again, "It's not necessary..."