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    Joyce nced at Munin and thought to herself, "This man is quite handsome, and he turns out to be a yandere. No wonder he


    always looks pale. It''s not just because of the sea incident; he actually has a congenital heart condition."


    This revtion made her slightly lower her guard towards him.


    Clint pretended to be unable to ept the news. "Are you sure you''re talking about me? | have no recollection at all. Could you


    be mistaken?" He pretended to touch his chest and said, "Since being rescued, | have indeed been feeling ufortable. |


    asionally experience shortness of breath and chest tightness."


    "No mistake, images don''t lie," Jamie replied. "But don''t worry too much. The doctor just exined it. You had a surgery when


    you were young to address your heart problem. Now it''s just a matter of maintenance and avoiding triggers."


    "That''s right. | just checked, and the stent is intact. No need for any repair surgery," the doctor said, taking out an iPad to


    prescribe medication. "I don''t know what medications he has been taking before. If you know the names of the drugs, please let


    me know."


    Jamie shook their head, saying, "| don''t know either."


    Joyce added, "When we rescued him from the sea, he didn''t have any medication with him. Perhaps he had some, but it might


    have been lost at sea."


    Clint looked at them and asked, "Do | need medication?"


    The doctor connected theirputer and prescribed the medication. "Yes, you do. I''ve prescribed some medications for


    nourishing the myocardium. Also, due to the lung infection caused by falling into the water, which led to a low-grade fever, I''ve


    prescribed some other medications to prevent the infection from reaching your heart and causing myocarditis. Follow the dosage


    instructions, and I''ll have the pharmacybel them specifically."


    Afterward, the doctor nced at Jamie and said, "You should understand, so | won''t go into details."


    "No problem, | understand," Jamie nodded.


    "Do | need to stay in the hospital for observation?" Joyce asked at this moment.


    "No need. You can go home and rest," the doctor looked around. "I heard the patient''s identity is special and requires


    confidentiality. It''s better to go back for safety. Hospitals have too many people and prying eyes."


    "Understood," Joyce instructed. "Today, we came for a medical examination and to assess his heart condition. It must remain


    confidential. No leaks."


    "Don''t worry, | understand," the doctor promised.


    "Thank you. You can go about your business now," Joyce waved her hand, signaling the doctor to leave.


    Then she instructed Jamie, "Go and pick up the medication. If there''s anything you don''t understand, ask them right away. The


    pharmacy is on the second floor of the building behind here. We''ll wait for you at the front hall on the ground floor."


    "Alright," Jamie turned and left to collect the medication.


    Once Jamie was gone, Joyce waved her hand, summoning two nurses to bring over a temporary bed.


    "Wait a minute, | can walk down by myself," Clint refused.


    Saying that, he supported himself on the edge of the bed, nted his feet on the ground, and steadied himself by holding onto


    the bed rail. Though his body swayed slightly, he stood firmly.


    Joyce looked worried and asked, "Are you okay? Your body hasn''t fully recovered yet. | can have someone take you downstairs;


    it''s not a problem."


    "It''s alright. I''m not that fragile," Clint''s face stiffened. Throughout his life, his body had always been weak. He didn''t like others


    looking at him with pity, especially the hint of sympathy he saw in Joyce''s eyes just now. He couldn''t bear it. After all, he was the


    esteemed Crown Prince of Rohomes. He didn''t need sympathy.


    Avoiding her gaze, a hint of determination shed in his eyes.


    Joyce sensed that Munin was a little upset, and she could understand why. Men have their pride and don''t want to appear weak.


    She understood.


    “Alright, if that''s the case. Let''s go downstairs together."


    Joyce led Munin towards the elevator.


    Unfortunately, just as they reached the elevator door, they came face to face with two elevator maintenance workers.


    "Sorry, there''s a minor malfunction. We need to temporarily repair the elevator. It won''t take long, just half an hour," one of the


    maintenance workers apologized.


    “Half an hour? Both elevators need to be repaired?" Joyce was taken aback. Although it wasn''t a long time, they couldn''t wait as


    they needed to leave.


    "That''s right, there''s a problem with the main control room. We estimate it will take at least twenty minutes, for everyone''s safety.


    If you''re in a hurry, you can take the stairs. It''s only five floors, not too high. However, considering your pregnancy... Otherwise, if


    you wait a bit, we can quickly repair one of the elevators for you to ride," the other maintenance worker suggested.


    "I''ll be fine," Joyce nced at Munin. Although she was pregnant, climbing a few flights of stairs wouldn''t be a problem for her.


    She was concerned that Munin might not be able to handle it, especially since he had fainted earlier in the morning.


    Clint understood Joyce''s thoughts and said directly, "Let''s take the stairs."


    “Alright, this way," Joyce pointed in the direction of the stairs.


    Opening the fire door, Joyce prepared to descend the stairs.


    Clint suddenly reached out to stop Joyce, "I''ll go ahead, you''re pregnant, be careful going down the stairs."


    Joyce was surprised that Munin, who appeared weak, was so considerate and thoughtful.


    "Okay," she replied.


    Clint looked back and smiled slightly. Although his face was pale, his smile was infectious.


    Joyce''s mind wandered for a


    moment. She couldn''t exin why,


    but she felt that Mynia.had aapel


    augg-abputBin\ Something noble


    deep down, not like an ordinary


    researcher. She shook her head,


    thinking she was overthinking it.


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    With her growing belly, going down the stairs was indeed inconvenient.


    Joyce held onto the stair railing with one hand and descended the stairs.


    Clint asionally looked back at her and asked with concern, "Do you need me to support you?"


    Joyce smiled and shook her head, "No need."


    As they were walking, on the turning


    tform from the 3rd floor to the 2nd


    floor, Joyce suddenly felt her feet


    slip. She inwardly ied ttrh.


    Ghypoatheynitdrjuse mopped the


    floor, making it wet and slippery. Her


    t shoes didn''t have enough


    traction, and she had taken too big a


    step, causing her to slide forward.


    She tried to grab the handrail but it


    was too far away. She was about to


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    Oh no, Joyce regretted a bit. She


    shouldn''t have been careless. Falling


    from this height wabe, bad, what


    tae two Ehiititen in her belly?


    She quickly protected her bulging


    abdomen with both hands, hoping to


    land as lightly as possible. Helpless,


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    The anticipated pain of hitting the ground did note. Instead, there was a soft feeling underneath her.


    Strange?


    Joyce slowly opened her eyes and realized that Munin had acted in advance, using his own body to cushion her fall, protecting


    her from the danger of hitting the ground.


    And her shoulder had collided with his chest.


    Instantly, his face became even paler. He covered his chest, and sweat the size of beans dripped from his forehead.


    "Thank you," Joyce quickly got up and thanked him, then nervously asked, "Did | hurt you? Are you okay?"