The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

Chapter 1101

The next morning, bright and early, Rosalyn’s entire family headed out together to accompany Calvin to the hospital for a thorough examination. Other than the injury on his head, the rest of his wounds had pretty much healed up. However, resources on the ship were limited. Despite the captain and the first mate having heaps of experience, after the check–up, they stumbled upon a concerning issue.

“It seems like he had a broken arm before, which we didn’t pick up on and didn’t get the right treatment for. It healed on its own, and now there are some issues with his left hand’s grip,” the doctor said, pointing to a subtle spot on the X–ray.

Hilaria covered her mouth, a pained look on her face. Just hearing the doctor say that was enough to make her feel the pain.

“Don’t worry too much, ma’am. We caught it in time, and a small surgery will fix it,” the doctor continued. “The bigger issue right now is his vision.”

The doctor pulled out Calvin’s medical report from his last annual check–up. He used to work in shooting, so he always took great care of his vision. “Is there no chance of recovery?” Rosalyn asked.

The doctor shook his head and said, “This is due to an infection that occurred after long–term immersion in seawater without effective treatment… I can only guarantee that his vision won’t continue to deteriorate, but as for recovery, I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do.”

touched his own eyes. “It’s

that his vision would sometimes get blurry. Kieran thought he was nearsighted and even took him to get

report and gave some recovery suggestions. But memory was a complex thing, and no one could guarantee Calvin would

the hospital, they brought Calvin home only in the

Hilaria crying quietly

still

the corner of her eyes, and

and took the

this

paused. “He’ll be 35 this winter.”

said before that he’s been with you since his teens; that’s

I first saw him, he was as skinny as a kitten. Who would’ve thought he’d grow up to be a tall guy

tears streamed down her face.

her hand, “Twenty years is a long time; maybe it’s God’s