“Mm.” Francesca sipped on the coffee and praised, “This is delicious!”

Adoration flashed across William’s eyes. “Remember, since you're not used to drinking coffee regularly,

you need to drink some warm water and fill your stomach before drinking coffee. Otherwise, it might be

harmful to the stomach.”

“Got it.” Francesca bobbed her head. “Did you do the checkup today?”

“Yes.” Robin handed the medical reports to Francesca.

Francesca read everything and frowned. “I was right. You've been poisoned. How could they be this

cruel? They want you dead!”

“I'm used to it.” William was unruffled. “I was only five when they first tried to kill me.”

“When you were five?” Francesca grew emotional. “They are nothing but beasts!”

“I was born a healthy baby but had to rely on the wheelchair to get around after that,” William revealed

with a bitter smile. “I thought they would spare my life, but six months ago, they took action against me

again.” “By poisoning you?” Francesca huffed. “You're no longer a threat to them. Why won't they give

up?”

“I wasn't a threat to them previously.” William exhaled sharply. “I’ve kept a low profile over the years so

I wouldn’t attract any trouble. Six months ago, I couldn't help but express my opinions during an

important conference. The King, His Majesty, lavished praises on me, so those people started targeting

me again.”

Robin added, “They used all sorts of despicable means to try to harm His Highness. Alas, he’s too

weak and doesn't have anyone to rely on. We couldn't confront them, so we had to wander around and

dared not head home.”

He got so emotional that his eyes turned red.

“Robin, stop talking,” William chided in displeasure.

“Yes,” Robin replied hastily. He lowered his head and moved aside.

“Don't worry. I'll treat your condition!” Francesca felt terrible for William, too. “You'll get to walk and

return after recovering completely and give the b*stards the shock of their lives!”

William snorted in laughter. “You always make me laugh.”

Francesca scratched her head shyly. “Heh, I was a little rough. Sorry for that.”

She didn't think twice about being rough in front of someone else, but William was an elegant and

polite gentleman. She couldn't stop blushing after realizing she had uttered crude words in front of him.

“Francesca, you should head home and get some rest.” William was thoughtful as usual. “I'm not in a

hurry. You don't want to overwork yourself, do you? You haven't recovered completely yet.”

“I can't start treating you tonight.” Francesca glanced at her watch. “I need more time to treat you

slowly.”

“Does His Highness have to move into your hospital?” Robin chimed in.

“It's fine. We can ask our subordinates to stay somewhere else,” Robin suggested hastily. “Ms. Felch,

to be honest, those people are searching for His Highness, and we can't really remain in a hospital for

too long. Uh, can you—”

“Don't make things difficult for Francesca!” William snapped.