Layla expertly placed her slender fingers on Stefan’s wrist, checking his pulse. After a few seconds, her delicate features wrinkled in concentration.

“What’s wrong? Is my son’s condition serious?” Francine stood beside her, feeling worried seeing Layla’s expression.

After around a minute, Layla finally moved her hand away, and gave a long sigh. “Master Hunt’s pulse is very chaotic, it was weak yet as fast as a rushing river. It seems like a typical case of cerebral hemorrhage. It’s like it has recently been damaged or been through trauma. The situation is dire.”

“Th… The brain has been damaged?” Francine looked at Stefan with a heavy heart, unable to process what her darling son had gone through.

Overwhelmed with guilt, Seraphina snarled at Layla, “You immature child! How dare you say such things when medical experts just reported that Stefan’s body was in stable condition? Why are you scaring us with all this talk of cerebral hemorrhage? Are you cursing him?”

I diagnosed from the perspective of a traditional doctor. If you believe that it is incorrect, Miss Murphy, please feel free to switch hospitals and have

now, he’ll get even worse!” Seraphina could not allow Stefan to switch hospitals,

please believe in my skills. Master Hunt’s pulse really is very unusual. Even if we don’t switch hospitals, surely you would accept a traditional doctor’s methods?” Layla’s words made complete sense, which

a way out of this. “Oh, I remember something. Last night, Stefan drank a cup of medicinal tea! Could

be the case.” Layla nodded. “If I could see

to the trash can, and bent down to retrieve the paper she had crumpled up earlier. She

that it must be the tea that caused it. How

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