You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 2098: Never Seeing Each Other Again

If Clint died, she would be the only one in East Palace tonight. She wouldn't be able to escape the accusation of killing the Crown Prince, which would also lead to an international dispute. Moreover, the negotiations had already been settled, and Clint couldn't die.

Fresh blood continuously flowed into the golden cauldron.

Joyce suspected that Clint had cut his artery. She wiped faster and faster, afraid to miss any spot, fearing that the curse couldn't be completely broken.

The more blood flowed, the more Joyce felt her legs weaken. She had never done such a thing before, nor had she witnessed someone cutting their wrist in front of her. The visual conflict made her feel a little dizzy. Even if she wanted to stand up now, she couldn't.

She wiped her whole body, including her face, as quickly as possible. She couldn't imagine how bloody she looked now. She never expected that she would have to use such a bloody and cruel method to break the curse.

Clint seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. His eyes were tightly closed, his handsome face devoid of color, his thin lips turning blue and then purple.

Finally, Joyce finished wiping herself off. She picked up a piece of clothing and covered her chest.

At that moment, Clint couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the side with a loud thud. The golden cauldron fell with him, making a loud rumble. The remaining blood inside flowed out and spread in all directions like terrifying twisted branches.

Joyce hurriedly put on the clothes and rushed to Clint's side. She quickly took out a thin ribbon from his body and tightly wrapped it around his wrist, compressing it to stop the bleeding. At the same time, she shouted loudly, "Someone help! Quick!"

Tadasuke heard the sound and came in.

He saw Joyce covered in blood, the Crown Prince lying on the ground, and traces of wiped blood all over the floor. Tadasuke almost fainted on the spot.

Incoherently, he asked, "Wha-what happened?"

"Call a doctor! Is there a doctor? Can't you see that the Crown Prince's wrist is bleeding? Hurry!" Joyce almost yelled.

"Yes." Tadasuke stumbled out, tripping and falling twice, even scattering his hair. He was terrified.

Fortunately, the doctor arrived within two minutes.

Clint had made arrangements in advance.

One of the doctors skillfully administered anesthesia to Clint and sutured his wound. The bleeding stopped quickly.

However, Clint was already weak, completely unconscious.

Joyce stood aside, unable to hide her anxiety. She had tried to speed up earlier because she heard that when blood loss occurred and the brain lacked sufficient nutrition, it couldn't maintain its function for long. When unconsciousness occurred, vital organs would also shut down.

weak, plus he had lost blood from being shot last night and now

whole body was stained with his fresh blood;

dare to think

that breaking the curse would cost him

there, she watched the doctors

giving Clint a blood transfusion while administering albumin and oxygen. They did

passed by second by second, everyone present felt like they were sitting on

happened to the Crown Prince, everyone

covered in the smell of blood; it dried up and

frozen-the doctors' foreheads were covered in sweat from fear of

her consciousness had been detached from her body, Clint

let

goodness he didn't

and asked,

wanted to ask if the curse had been broken but felt it wasn't

weakly shook his

a faint voice as light as a thread. "Take

Your Highness. Miss Knowles,

out; she glanced back at Clint once. She saw a doctor feeding him water and seemingly giving him an injection. She didn't look again because at this moment she really needed to bathe and change clothes; otherwise, appearing in front of

led Joyce

was where Joyce had bathed

emitting steaming heat; hot

stained with fresh blood and threw

water gradually washed away all

as her body relaxed slightly. She thoroughly cleaned herself using

carrying long trays with intricately patterned light gold kimonos and delicate

but there are no

about that much anymore; she changed into the kimono and blow-dried her hair. It was her first time wearing this kind

finishing up, the maids tied up Joyce's

out

Crown Prince has something

wanted to ask him if it was considered broken or not. Curses were indescribable and unprovable; whether they were

returned to Clint's

the floor had been removed and all traces

on the ground. His face was almost devoid of color;

Dawn was approaching outside.