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

Chapter 1311

James gave a nod of understanding.

Seeing this, David paused for a moment before checking Mirabella's pulse again. It took a while before he finally pulled his hand back.

"Honestly, I've never come across such an unusual body temperature. That medicine you showed me last time worked wonders for those on the brink of death, but with Mirabella's situation, I can't say for sure if she should take it or if it would even help," David said, his tone serious.

If it were any other illness, he could easily make a call, but this one had him stumped.

After a thoughtful pause, David continued, "Alright, I'll head back and dig through some medical books to see if anything comes up."

"That's probably our best bet for now," James replied, his voice carrying a weight it hadn't before. "I'll be waiting for your update."

David managed a wry smile, waved, and left the hospital room in a hurry.

James turned his gaze back to the girl lying quietly on the bed, her breathing soft and steady like a fairy tale's Sleeping Beauty.

Downstairs, David's assistant was waiting in the lobby. When he spotted David, he tucked his phone away and walked over.

"You're done already?" the assistant asked, surprised.

there to check on a patient, but he didn't

nodded, his hands clasped behind his back as he headed outside, "Back to the

walked, "Oh, by the way, Paul

tell you to reach out to him

was off, and he didn't reply

as worn out as he

he'd be at the pharmaceutical association soon," the assistant

him again. Tell

the assistant nodded, dialing

the call, the assistant turned to David, "It's

minutes later, they arrived at the coffee

no one

puzzled, pulling out his phone again, "Paul should've beaten

David nodded.

assistant ended the call, frustration clear, "Still can't get

said he was almost at

sure to

meet

knew