The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 509

Mirabella didn’t even glance at Dane’s expression as she reached out, Her fingertips rested on Owen’s wrist, feeling for his pulse. After half a minute, she drew her hand back and gave a small nod. “Although it’s a bit late, there’s still hope for recovery.”

After saying this, she stood up and turned to Nikolal, who looked shocked as if he had be stone. “Mind fetching some paper and a pen? I need to write down a prescription”

Owen, still in bed, was just as stunned.

turned to

In Nikolai’s ears, the words “there’s still hope” echoed repeatedly, leaving him unresponsive to the present

moment.

“Nikolai?” Mirabella raised an eyebrow and called out again.

snapped back to reality. His eyes, filled with a mix of excitement and disbelief, seemed to beg for reassurance. “You mean to say that Mr. Owen

turned their gazes to Mirabella. Owen’s eyes were clouded with complexity. He was hesitant to harbor too much hope,

a moment’s thought, Mirabella replied, “You could say that it’s

did

genetic. Such inherent conditions, with today’s medical technology, are not something you can completely cure…” Mirabella started to explain but then quickly clarified, “However, I can ensure it

impatience was palpable. His brows furrowed together, and his face showed a

him a glance and said flatly, “You haven’t heard of it, but it doesn’t mean it doesn’t

down on our Pharmacists‘ Guild?” After a few seconds, he scoffed sarcastically and shook his head. Why was

for later,” Nikolai, knowing Dane was rather

fetch writing materials when he heard the request, walked in with paper and pen, breaking the tense

initiative. She nodded politely, took the paper and pen, and walked over to a side

the completed list to Nikolai. “Take the first concoction for three days, and once his bodily

that neither prescription contained any rare or exotic herbs, but

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