NovelEnglishChapter 1611 Claire Observes Very Carefully
As his words fell, he also flipped to the last page and closed the medical record.
With so many people present, the Royal Physician was even more embarrassed. He coughed lightly and asked, "So after looking it
over, what does Prince Louis think of my attitude?"
The corners of Rowan's lips curved up slightly. "Very good."
The Royal Physician did not take this as praise. The arrival of the Arab doctor was an insult to him, but he could only accept and
thank Prince Louis for the affirmation.
Claire's Arabic was decent enough, so the basic communication today went very smoothly. She conveyed the doctor's instructions
on how the king should recuperate.
"Claire, from now on, stay with the doctor by the king's side and interpret well," Ivan said to her. "Keep a dictionary with you at all
times. If there's anything you don't understand, try to look it up in the dictionary, you must translate accurately."
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"Okay, big brother." Claire nodded calmly, she would definitely live up to expectations.
And so, when everyone else gradually left, only Claire and the Arab doctor remained. The king had arranged accommodations for
them here in this palace.
Arthur and Eden were almost always by the king's side. They were the king's most loyal men, and held high status and power.
This was something Claire took note of. She also knew Eden was Rowan's uncle, but which side this uncle was really on, no one
dared to guarantee.
So for now, Claire only trusted herself. She clung tightly to her identity, trying to uncover something in this inner palace.
Yes, she didn't even trust the Arab doctor, although the person was brought by Ivan.
Because Queen Katharine had personally gone to pick him up, something just didn't feel right. Writers tend to be more perceptive
than average people.
After a whole day of observation, Claire noticed the king was actually not in good condition. He spent most of his tlying in bed,
occasionally groaning in pain, although trying to restrain it.
Compared to his state last night at the banquet, he was like a different person today.
She saw the melancholy and reluctance of a dying man... She so wanted to go comfort him, but didn't have the proper identity to
do so.
Sometimes, any words of comfort would seem powerless... She desperately wanted to uncover who the culprit was as soon as
possible.
Claire observed attentively, carefully translating every word the Arab doctor said, still hoping the king could keep a positive
attitude.
Claire also noticed that although King Bertie's condition deteriorated by the day, his schedule was very full. He did not properly
nurture his health, his mind probably constantly working, still personally handling many national affairs.
Whether through calls, emails, video conferences, or officials coming to report in person.
The king's three daily meals were not taken in bed either, but in a private dining room in the castle. His life was one of refinement.
Before or after meals, he would drink tea while reading the newspaper.
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The paintings that could be seen everywhere on the walls of his palace were all from his private collection, priceless original
masterpieces.
The king's mealtimes were very relaxing. Even Eden and Arthur only stood guard outside the door. Although the door was closed, if
the king experienced any discomfort, he could ring the bell beside him at any time.
There were call bell switches placed all over this palace.
Although ill, the king was not casually dressed.
Although he spent a lot of tlying in bed, his couture tailor would send over the latest designs every morning.
And the king would carefully make his selection.
It was clear he loved life.
Claire also observed that King Bertie liked to eat toast, yogurt, and tropical fish...
He consumed quite a lot of food every day, but where exactly was the poison hidden? Could it be related to this food?
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