The First Heir

That day, Philip was ready to find Anne at the hospital.

He had promised to take a look at her brother’s condition.

On the way, Philip pondered about it before buying some fruits. It would be rude to visit empty-handed.

When he arrived at the hospital, it was about three in the afternoon. Seeing Philip, Anne was a little bashful as she said, “Mr. Philip, you really don’t have to. I feel bad for you having to come all the way.”

Philip smiled and said, “It’s nothing. However, it’s a secret between you and me. Don’t tell Miss Wynn. Let’s go. Take me to see your brother.”

Anne was a whole head shorter than Philip. Even though the young woman was pretty, her face was a little waxy. She had most probably overworked herself.

Such a young woman like that often made people feel sorry for her.

Anne led Philip to the sixth floor of the inpatient department. The floor was exclusively reserved for patients with leukemia. There were both adults and children.

Philip looked around and saw a lot of family members who looked miserable. Some of them were even sobbing into their phones in the corners of their respective wards.

Sigh, what a harsh reality.

When the two arrived at the ward that belonged to Anne’s brother, they were unable to find him even after looking around.

Anne started to panic. She asked a few nurses but it was to no avail

this, Anne’s expression changed, and she hurriedly ran toward

other hand, Philip

asked frantically, “Why did

moments ago. However, he smiled staunchly and

eyes. She held the little boy tightly and shook her head. She said, “Trust me. We can cure you,

don’t want to undergo any more treatment. We no longer have any money. I don’t want to see

little boy was Anne’s brother, and

was so young

the money. Just undergo

said while shaking the

looked at Philip and then back at Anne

grinned. “I am a good friend of your

pulled Anne to one side and lowered his voice as he whispered in Anne’s ear, “Anne, is

look at Philip. She said, “No, stop spouting nonsense. He’s Mr. Philip, the guy I’ve

you finally found a boyfriend, Anne. So someone would be there to

eyes were red as she held the little boy in her arms. She

bowing to him. “Thank you, sir. My sister told me that you’re always treating her very well. When I get better,

I’ll wait for you. However, before that, you

looked at the hospital room aggrievedly. Then, he lowered his head, pulled Anne outside, and said, “Anne,

one side, “Just go home and be done with it! Stop being a