Chapter 97 DNA Testing

 Then she heard Prince Adam continue to say to her, "Emily, the doctor said my father is in a bad state and that he can't be stimulated in any way. So, whatever he says to you, please don't irritate him any further, okay?"

 A hint of guilt flashed in Emily's eyes, and her voice was as low as a falling feather. "I see."

 Prince Adam glanced at Emily uneasily, sighed softly, and said, "I'd better go in with you."

 Emily entered the room, and for a moment, it seemed as if the whole world had fallen silent. She saw King James in his hospital bed, as weak as a withered flower petal. A white, clear tube was inserted under his nose and connected to a ventilator, which seemed to be the lifeline sustaining his fragile existence. He leaned against a white pillow, his face pale and haggard, as if it had been inexorably eroded by time and disease.