Todos los capítulos de Lucky Girl With Her CEO Husband: Capítulo 111 - Capítulo 120

Subham's condition was getting worse with each passing minute. We could hear his moans coming from the doctor's chamber, which was indicating to his suffering. As his moans got louder and frequent, we got more and more worried. His father could not stop himself and tried to get inside. We tried our best to stop him but he still pushed the door and went in. We also ran into the room and were shocked to see that the doctor was shaking Subham's weewee!? Nope, he did nothing like that. At the moment we entered, we saw Shubham lying on the bed, unconscious, covered in sweat and moaning in pain. Doctor looked at us. His anger was clearly visible on his face. 

Subham's condition was getting worse with each passing minute. We could hear his moans coming from the doctor's chamber, which was indicating to his suffering. As his moans got louder and frequent, we got more and more worried. His father could not stop himself and tried to get inside. We tried our best to stop him but he still pushed the door and went in. We also ran into the room and were shocked to see that the doctor was shaking Subham's weewee!? Nope, he did nothing like that. At the moment we entered, we saw Shubham lying on the bed, unconscious, covered in sweat and moaning in pain. Doctor looked at us. His anger was clearly visible on his face. He was sitting beside Subham, placing a wet cloth on his forehead to control his fever. 

Subham's condition was getting worse with each passing minute. We could hear his moans coming from the doctor's chamber, which was indicating to his suffering. As his moans got louder and frequent, we got more and more worried. His father could not stop himself and tried to get inside. We tried our best to stop him but he still pushed the door and went in. We also ran into the room and were shocked to see that the doctor was shaking Subham's weewee!? Nope, he did nothing like that. At the moment we entered, we saw Shubham lying on the bed, unconscious, covered in sweat and moaning in pain. Doctor looked at us. His anger was clearly visible on his face. He was sitting beside Subham, placing a wet cloth on his forehead to control his fever. He wanted to vent his anger on us, but did not. The reason was clear, there was a patient in the room. 'Doctor, how is he?' Subham's father asked, almost whispering. Doctor looked at him. 'Not good. I

Next day, we were standing in front of the king in the royal court. Subham's father used his influence and made us enter the court as early as possible. Of course, why wouldn't he? His son was dying. We were standing in a really large hall with huge pillars. Many soldiers were standing here and there guarding the royal court. King's throne was higher from the ground. Almost 10-12 feet higher. It was studded with gold and gems. The ministers were standing on the both sides of it. King Rajavarma was sitting on the throne. I was stunned because of the shine in his eyes. 

Next day, we were standing in front of the king in the royal court. Subham's father used his influence and made us enter the court as early as possible. Of course, why wouldn't he? His son was dying. We were standing in a really large hall with huge pillars. Many soldiers were standing here and there guarding the royal court. King's throne was higher from the ground. Almost 10-12 feet higher. It was studded with gold and gems. The ministers were standing on both sides of it. King Rajavarma was sitting on the throne. I was stunned because of the shine in his eyes.