The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 349

Half an hour ago, Philip received a call from George who said that there was an emergency. Subsequently, after exiting the hospital, Philip saw George standing in front of its entrance with a cane in his hand next to his Rolls Royce. George was wearing a suit with a hat. Evidently, he looked polite and refined. However, when Philip approached George, he could see that George’s forehead was drenched in sweat, and the latter’s eyes looked frantic. Something was wrong! He had to tell the young master immediately.

“What happened, Old Man George? Why are you in such a hurry to find me?” Philip asked as he walked out of the hospital’s entrance. “Young master, I was wrong.” George respectfully bowed and lowered his head.

There was a hint of self-blame in his tone of voice. Philip frowned. It was his first time seeing George acting like this. He smiled and asked, “What happened?” George did not dare conceal the matter from him and replied,

“Young Master, the young madam and the unborn child might be in danger.”

men found out that your mother-in-law, Martha, had visited a traditional Chinese medicine shop. She bought some medicine there as well.” George observed Philip’s expression as he spoke.

medicine Martha had bought, included…” George was sweating profusely and did not dare to continue. Someone would die because of it!

become cold, and his tone of voice was now icy as well.

knife that was glinting. “One for abortion!” After finishing his sentence, George lowered his head even more and began apologizing repeatedly, “Young Master, it’s all my fault!” Nevertheless, Philip did not say anything to him. Instead, Philip let his entire body become enveloped with rage as his pupils constricted.

so he called Mindy and

still trying to cause trouble! She had completely crossed the line this time! She was digging her own grave by touching Wynn. At this time, Martha was inside the old Johnston Manor, asking Wynn to sit down. She could be heard saying earnestly, “Wynnie, I was wrong, alright? I’ll find a chance to apologize to Philip tomorrow, okay? Drink this medicine now. It’s good for you and your baby. I've been brewing it from this morning.” Wynn sat on the sofa and watched as her mother fawned over her. She

medicine on the coffee table was really

pouting. Ever since she was young, Wynn had never liked taking medicine. This was especially true when it came to traditional Chinese medicine. How could Martha give up? Thus, she put on an aggrieved face and said, “Wynn, are you still mad at me? Then, I don’t want to live anymore. I brewed this medicine for you out of good intentions, and you don’t even want

I’ll drink it, okay?” Wynn looked at Martha like a spoiled, little girl and smiled. Her mother still loved her