Chapter 1686: The King Is Critically Ill

Meanwhile, a severe pain in his chest swept through his entire body, causing his gaze to become unfocused."King! Please let me notify the royal doctor!" a servant pleaded, tears streaming down their face, "You can’t hold on much longer! This is dangerous!"

The King continued to cough violently, raising his hand to gesture a refusal.

The servants were desperately anxious; if anything happened to the King and they hadn’t even notified the doctor, it would be a grave sin they could not bear!

The King knew that Louis was conducting research, and he did not want to disrupt him. He felt he was not at death’s door yet and could still endure.

The food had been taken away, and soon there would be results from the study. After all, Ian Shelby was a genius doctor.

"Cough, cough..." The King clutched his chest, exerting great effort to control and calm himself, as waves of excruciating pain washed over him.

"King!!"

The servants were so frightened by the scene that they fell to their knees with a thud, each one terrified!

"Ah...!" A servant holding a handkerchief saw bloodstains on the pristine cloth, and felt her chest tighten suddenly, "King! You’re coughing up blood!"

This was a very dangerous signal! Informing the doctor could not be delayed.

A servant immediately sprang up, shouting against orders, "Quick! Quickly notify the royal doctor! Hurry, call the doctor!!"

Another servant did not hesitate, risking blame, and rushed out of the bedchamber in a stumbling hurry!

She was headed to the hall to make a phone call!

The King, caught in violent coughs, was utterly unable to intervene, his lips a terrifying shade of purple, and his body continued to tremble.

The servants were so scared they were at a loss, attending to him at the bedside, nearly losing their souls.

The King gasped heavily, feeling his health deteriorating further.

Recently, his condition had been stable, but now it had suddenly worsened for unknown reasons.

He was not afraid of death but concerned about the struggle for the throne, worried about Louis’s situation.

Strangely, he was not worried about Taylor, not even a little.

The servant rushed back to the hall, tremulously grabbed the landline, quickly called the royal doctor, and urgently reported the situation here.

Soon, the royal doctor was on his way, and the Raban doctor also rushed to the King’s bedchamber, bringing a medicine chest in hand!

At this time, Catherine and Julie were about to arrive.

The King’s serious illness spread throughout the royal family, prompting secret discussions about whether he would survive the day.

The news quickly reached Ian Shelby’s palace, and both Justin Kingston and Jocelyn Morgan found out, making their way here in a hurry, deeply worried!

Ian Shelby quietly brought that life-saving potion!

Princess Catherine and Julie had been planning to visit the King, making them the first to arrive, only to hear of the dire news upon entering.

Catherine’s expression changed, and she sprinted inside!

"Bertie!! What’s wrong?! How did it suddenly become like this?!" she rushed to the bedside, her heart in turmoil.

"Greetings, Princess!" the servants knelt on the ground.

Catherine sat at the edge of the bed and held him firmly, "Why has the situation become so bad suddenly?" she turned her gaze and angrily shouted, "Where is the doctor?! Why didn’t you notify the doctor?! Where are Eden and Arthur?! Where are they?!"

The King could feel her emotional turmoil, grasped her wrist tightly, "I’m fine..." he replied softly amidst his coughs.

He tried hard to calm down, not wanting anyone to worry.

Soon, Eden and Arthur arrived upon hearing the news, dumbfounded and frightened at the scene.

The royal doctor arrived, so did the Raban doctor, hurriedly preparing special medication.

Ian Shelby arrived almost at a run!

Just as the royal doctor prepared the medicine and warm water, intending for the King to swallow them, Ian Shelby appeared at the doorway —

"I have plum soup here! Don’t use the medicine just yet!"