Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities novel (Jennifer and Ivan)
Chapter 1688: Speaking As If Giving Last Instructions

Chapter 1688: Speaking as if Giving Last Instructions

After a while, Rowan withdrew his gaze. He directly said to the royal physician beside him, "Royal physician, I have been giving you opportunities to treat my father all this time, but there has been no good effect. So starting today, your job as my father's attending physician ends here."

He was going to start the mission to save his father and send away unrelated people.

The royal physician was disgraced, yet unable to refute, because what Prince Louis said was the truth.

"Louis!" Catherine was emotionally agitated, even hysterical. "Are you just going to watch your father die like this?! You don't even need a doctor anymore?! He's Lu Layeka's royal physician! And you're denying him just like that? He's not been idle all these years! It's just the king's condition is too serious!"

Rowan was really annoyed by this woman! She was like a pig brain, although he didn't think Catherine had the intelligence to commit the crime, so he had already ruled out the possibility that she was the murderer.

So Rowan looked at her again, his eyes also becoming sharp, "No one hopes for his death more than you. The sooner my father dies, the more beneficial for you, because your power remains, while I just got back alone."

Catherine was confused when she heard this. What did he mean by that? How could he say such things in front of so many people?

The king also heard it. He smelled the scent of war, so he endured the pain in his body and tried to get up to resolve everything. Because he least hoped to see these two forces in opposition, they were both his sons, the palm and the back of a hand were all flesh. "Louis! Don't make wild accusations!" Catherine was very angry. She felt extremely wronged!

And being accused by him in front of so many people, she had to explain herself clearly, "The king and I have a stable relationship! I have always been sincere to him! I hope he lives to a hundred!" Rowan didn't want to argue with her at all, because such an argument was meaningless.

At this time, the king had already struggled to get up, and two servants hurriedly reached out to support him, "Your Majesty!" attracting everyone's attention.

"Father!"

"Dear!"

Rowan and Catherine almost rushed to the bedside to support the king at the same time. They were both very nervous and had sincere love for him.

The king was in a particularly bad state at this time. After a violent coughing fit, the medicine he had just taken had not yet taken effect.

"Don't argue..." His voice was weak as he gasped for breath with a hand on his chest.

Ivan and Claire were also worried, this medicine had not undergone clinical trials. Everyone was just unconditionally believing in Jennifer and looking forward to a miracle happening. The king's face was ashen, but his lips were terribly purple. "You must... get along... in harmony." He clenched his fists, then slowly turned his eyes, glancing lightly over everyone.

The servants and guards knelt down, and everyone was very apprehensive. Could this be his last instructions?

Would there be a change of monarch? Would a new king take the throne?

"Dear, what do you want to say? Don't rush, take your time, I don't want to oppose him, it's just that what he said earlier was too much. He slandered me!" Catherine advised him anxiously. She was really worried and also wanted to defend herself again, hoping not to be misunderstood.

The king nodded. With so many years of feelings, he could feel it.

"I may... not have much time left." The king said with difficulty. Cold sweat had soaked his black hair. "Louis... Louis has been away... I hope he... can accompany me... in my final days."

Catherine was jealous, but she could not defy the king's meaning, let alone he was a dying man!

Unconsciously, there were some tears in Rowan's eyes, which had also turned somewhat red. He regretted so much not coming back sooner.

Ivan's gaze fell on Rowan, observing his expression.