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.

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

Philip frowned and asked,

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

frowned. This

there any way to treat

life, and I don‘t have

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

the room again and glanced

was weak, and her face was pale, but it