The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella and Romeo) novel Chapter 1265

"The doctor in charge at that time had prescribed medications for shortness of breath, but there was little improvement. Your grandpa was always complaining about discomfort. So, I consulted another doctor who felt that something was off about your grandpa's condition. Can you guess what it was?" Bard asked, turning to the young girl sitting next to him.

Arabella nodded slightly. "People with chest discomfort can't just fall asleep instantly."

"Exactly! The second doctor said the same. He also mentioned that your grandpa usually had high blood pressure. But when they checked, his blood pressure was sometimes extremely low, even immeasurable. They suspected a heart attack and recommended hospitalization."

During the hospital stay, a CT scan revealed a strip shadow in the old man's pericardium. However, the medical team was clueless about how to handle it. They had no choice but to seek treatment abroad.

"Your grandmother was seriously ill at the time, and your uncle couldn't manage it all by himself. So, I took your grandpa to Dawnstar and admitted him to the hospital here. After detailed examinations, they found a lot of fluid in his pericardium. They conducted a series of tests, ruling out viral pericarditis and tumor pericarditis. But despite all the tests, they couldn't diagnose the disease or identify the cause."

Bard's voice faltered, his heart aching for the old man's sufferings. Every test meant either a blood draw or an injection, and the myriad of medications made Darren sick to his stomach. A few times, Darren grabbed Bard's hand, pleading to let go.

He was really tired, didn't want to struggle anymore.

"Your grandpa stayed in the hospital for a long time. They couldn't find the cause of his illness. Last week, he was struggling to breathe, his heart rate was high, and he was sweating profusely. The medical team resuscitated him once. But just a few days later, he's uncomfortable again, with symptoms even worse than before."

Arabella ventured, "Could they have missed something?"

"Missed something?"

"Some conditions can't be diagnosed with routine tests."

"Will you take a look at your grandpa later?"

"Sure."

Upon reaching the hospital, Arabella followed Bard to the VIP floor on the sixteenth floor. The nurses here were exceptionally polite to him, and even the medical team was waiting.

"Mr. Sampson."