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Chapter 1610: The Awkward Imperial Physician
Before long, each of the five plates was filled with different stems and leaves... Rowan arranged them on the table one by one.
Sometimes his brows furrowed, and other times he relaxed.
There were no research equipment here like in his laboratory, so developing and extracting the antidote was particularly difficult.
It was like trying to make a meal without rice.
But Rowan couldn't stop; he had to search for his thoughts... There was no guarantee of success, even after trying ten different
combinations of herbs, but he had to take that first step.
Twas running out for his father, and he couldn't afford to waste any more time.
But Rowan felt reassured because it seemed that he didn't need to say much. Ivan would find a solution for him. Rowan felt a deep
understanding between him and Ivan.
They trusted each other unconditionally.
After about two hours, as the clock was about to strike, it was getting late... A wave of tiredness washed over Rowan. He tidied up
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthe plants he had just worked on and walked to the window. The heavy curtains automatically opened, revealingthe glass window.
Rowan looked in the direction of the nearby palace, where Claire was staying. What was she doing? Was she asleep?
Recalling her beautiful appearance tonight, Rowan couldn't help but think of her...
The night grew deeper.
In a well-decorated palace, in a 300-square-meter bedroom connected to a dressing room, the door was locked. Claire sat on a
hammock, hugging her laptop.
She had already taken a shower and was wearing a silk nightgown, with her long hair flowing down. Her hands occasionally tapped
on the keyboard, and sometimes she fell into a daze. She let out sighs from tto time.
She couldn't concentrate on writing tonight.
But she couldn't sleep either. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Rowan, and she eventually closed her laptop.
Although they were so close, even a simple greeting seemed like a luxury! This feeling was truly torturous.
She took out "Basic Arabic Grammar" from her bag and repeatedly tried to read the difficult pronunciations. She also used a
dictionaryon her phone to learn sspecialized medical terms...
While immersed in her studies, she temporarily hid thoughts of Rowan in her heart.
Now, nothing was more important than finding the culprit behind the king's poisoning. She couldn't afford to make any mistakes
here, as she had finally managed to stay by the king's side.
For him, this freelancer had becso diligent for the first time.
The next morning.
Under Ivan's arrangement, an Arab doctor successfully entered the royal palace. He was escorted by Katharine's special plane, and
Eden and Arthur welcomed him at the king's palace.
The level of attention he received indicated everyone's growing confidence in the king's recovery, except for the embarrassed
imperial physician.
At the stime, doubts arose within the royal family about the imperial physician. Was his medical expertise really not as good
as rumored?
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The imperial physician felt extremely awkward and wished he could find a hole to hide in. As a result, he becdissatisfied with
Prince Louis.
Although this Arab doctor couldn't cure the king, he was like a last resort. But Prince Louis's actions were undoubtedly a slap in the
face to the imperial physician.
Ivan, Claire, Katharine, Taylor, Arthur, Eden, Rowan... everyone gathered in the king's palace.
The Arab doctor appeared calm and professional.
The imperial physician's face turned green, and he could only force a smile as he handed over the king's medical records from the
past few years and the medication information to the Arab doctor.
After receiving the documents, Rowan took them and casually flipped through them, quickly skimming the contents.
"Prince Louis," the imperial physician kindly reminded, "It's better to let this new doctor handle these things. You might not be able
to understand them."
Rowan remained silent and continued reading.
At that moment, Claire noticed everyone's gaze on him and worried that he might reveal something. Unexpectedly, Rowan spoke
up, "Although | can't understand the content, | can see your attitude towards my father's condition."