The First Heir

Philip quickly rushed to the room. Layla lay on the bed, her face pale. Her breathing was still very weak. He walked over, looked at Layla’s condition, and stroked her hair. Then, he got up, walked out of the room, and bowed to Dr. Hoff.

He said, “Dr. Hoff, how is my friend doing?”

The old man in front of him was talking to Claus. Seeing Philip, he smiled and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, don’t worry. Your friend is out of danger now. There’s nothing serious, but…”

“But what?” Philip asked.

Dr. Hoff shook his head and said, “She seems to have a condition that I can’t figure out. I’ve practiced medicine for decades, but I’ve never seen such a condition before.”

“What condition?” Philip asked nervously.

said, “I’m sorry, but I can’t tell. However, this condition can be both good and bad for your friend. The existence of this condition offsets the dead energy that ravages your friend’s body. It’s my first time seeing

that, Philip frowned and asked, “What’s bad about

white beard and said with a sigh, “The downside is that your friend will feel cold all over her body every night of the full moon. If there are no special drugs and hot objects

that, Philip frowned. This condition was

is there any way to

life, and I don‘t have any treatment method. But please rest assured that I’ll do my best to find

Hoff and said, “Thank

Dr. Hoff left. Philip returned to the room again and glanced at

and her face was pale, but it was difficult to conceal