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.

to check on a patient, but

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

quickly followed, adding as they walked, "Oh,

to reach out to him and ask him to hold off on

but his phone was off, and he didn't reply to my

bit as worn out as he felt, "Where is he

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

intentions, then instructed, "Alright, call him again. Tell him to meet me at the

it," the assistant nodded,

the call, the assistant turned

later, they arrived at the

no one named Paul had

out his phone again, "Paul

David nodded.

the assistant ended the call, frustration clear, "Still

"He said he was almost at

sure to tell him

meet

knew