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Chapter 1710: Dreaming Of Daughter
Chapter 1710: Dreaming Of Daughter
Chapter 1710: Dreaming of Daughter
Under everyone's gaze, Jennifer went into the elevator with two bodyguards. She had to hurry back to
work on the antidote, then personally take it to Lu Layeka. The situation there was also extremely
urgent, hopefully it wouldn't be delayed.
Even her walking pace couldn't help but quicken.
"Be careful, ma'am," the two bodyguards protected her safety.
Upstairs, Belinda was quickly carried out on a stretcher, her face pale, wearing an oxygen mask.
Everyone accompanied her as she was sent to the VIP ward.
Lu Layeka, this prosperous country, everything seemed normal on the surface.
In the majestic and magnificent royal palace complex, undercurrents of various forces surged secretly.
The king had announced that Prince Louis would inherit the throne, and people trying to get close to
Prince Louis were increasing.
"Please leave, Prince Louis is accompanying the king recently and has no time to see you," Ethan
blocked the door, looking very business-like.
"Can you please pass this little gift to him?"
"No." Ethan was expressionless, "I've already rejected several groups for him. At times like this, I
advise everyone to keep a low profile."
The man's expression changed. With words spoken to this point, he could only leave dejectedly
carrying the gift.
Watching his back, Ethan's eyes narrowed.
At this time, Rowan was openly accompanying his father in the bedroom. He was working on the This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.
antidote in the corner. The 'plum soup' was only enough for one more drink.
His father's condition was significantly better than before. Although he was still bedridden, it was feared
that after the medicine was discontinued, the situation would deteriorate sharply.
At least he wasn't coughing up blood now, and his pulse was very steady. Rowan had to stabilize this
situation before his master came, he had to develop something for his father to drink first.
At this time, the king was lying in bed, his closed eyelids fluttering lightly. He was dreaming.
He hadn't had a good sleep, let alone dreamed, for a very long time.
In the dreamscape -
A girl in her early 20s with long flowing hair was crying helplessly in a hospital department. He didn't
know what had happened, nor why she was crying.
He followed the sound and saw doctors drawing blood from the poor girl, tube after tube... The color
was strikingly vivid, as if to drain her dry.
He walked step by step towards the pitiful girl, gradually seeing her face clearly. In the dream, the king
stopped in shock and softly called out, "Annie?"
The girl turned weakly, her pale face looking at him. The next second, she fainted due to excessive
blood loss.
"Annie!" His chest tightened as he rushed over to support her, but the girl suddenly turned into a mist,
magically disappearing before him.
Bertie stood stunned for a long time, incredulous at the scene!
Soon, the surroundings also dissipated bit by bit, the walls, furniture... all turned into mist...
Lying in bed, his closed eyelids were still fluttering, flickering rather urgently. His mind was tense, the
dream continued.
After everything dissipated, he found himself standing alone on a lawn, the surroundings extremely
empty.
In the distance was a circle of towering trees covered in vines, as if... in the midst of a primeval forest.
"Annie!"
"Annie!!"
He looked around calling out, with no response. It was as if... he had been completely abandoned.
Everything just now was so surreal.
"Annie... Where are you, Annie?"
In the bedroom, Rowan vaguely heard his father's voice. He focused his gaze and gently walked
towards him.
"Annie... Annie..."
He heard his father calling his sister's name clearly. Rowan's heart ached as he came to stand by the
bed.
"Annie..." His father was still asleep.