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.

tell. However, this condition can be both good and bad for your friend. The existence of this condition offsets the

asked, “What’s bad about

over her body every night of the full moon. If there are no special drugs and hot objects to

that, Philip frowned. This condition was very

is there any way

life, and I don‘t have any treatment method. But

bowed slightly to Dr. Hoff and said, “Thank you, Dr.

the room again and glanced at Layla

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