Chapter 32

Left With His Final Breath Andrius was a little moved seeing how adamant she was, but he still turned
to look at Byron‘s expression.

Byron just watched the serious woman coldly without saying a word.

Seeing this, Andrius nodded to Rosalie. “Thank you for your help, then, Dr. Jacobs. Please come with
me.”

Rosalie breathed a sigh of relief. She got up and followed Andrius, trying her best to ignore Byron‘s
gaze when she passed him.

Seeing that her brother was actually bringing the young woman up, Andrea still felt uneasy and
hurriedly followed.”

The three figures disappeared at the corner of the stairs. Seeing that the beautiful aunt had left, Estie
tugged at her daddy‘s collar reluctantly, wanting to make him follow.

Byron retracted his gaze from the corner of the stairs and looked down at the little girl in his arms. The
corner of his lips tugged vaguely as he began moving his feet to walk upstairs. Reaching the door of
the room, a man suddenly appeared in Rosalie‘s periphery. Her heart constricted violently for a
moment.

“We‘re here.” Andrius‘ deep voice sounded. Rosalie hurriedly collected her thoughts and forced herself
to calm down before following him inside.

The moment she entered, she smelled a heavy medicinal scent. Rosalie looked around only to see a
large bed in the center of the room. There were several people dressed in white standing beside the



bed. They looked like they should be the medical team that had been put together specially for the old
man.

This room was also probably a medical room specially prepared for Old Master Quirke.

As the outside world had said, the Quirkes really prioritized Old Master Quirke‘s medical condition.

Andrius brought her directly to the old master‘s sickbed. “Dr. Jacobs, please.” Rosalie nodded and
looked down at the person on the hospital bed.

Old Master Quirke was lying on the sickbed weakly. He was so thin it was as if he was only a handful of
bones. With his sunken cheeks, he was practically a withered man!

Seeing this scene in front of her, Rosalie‘s expression suddenly stiffened as her brows knitted together
tightly.

Old Master Quirke‘s condition was as Yves had described. It was already critical.

She dared not tarry. She immediately held the old man‘s wrist after her observation and felt his pulse
carefully.

Andrius was stunned when he saw her actions.

He looked at the woman‘s stance, not expecting her to be a holistic doctor. Moreover, with respect to
the old master‘s condition, she simply just felt his pulse. However, they had invited many holistic and
Western doctors during this period of time to cure the old man‘s disease. They had seen various
techniques.

Seeing Rosalie‘s actions at present, he was only surprised for a bit but said nothing at all.



Sitting beside the hospital bed, Rosalie was holding onto the old master‘s hand in one hand and his
wrist in the other. Her features were downcast as she devoted herself entirely to the old master‘s pulse.
It was just that the more she observed his pulse, the more alarmed she was. She had initially thought
that the symptoms that Yves described to her were serious enough. She did not expect Old Master
Quirke‘s actual situation to be much more critical than he had described!

When she was feeling his pulse, she had also noticed that the old master‘s breath was very weak. It
could even be said that he was on his last breath!

After a moment, Rosalie let go of the old master‘s hand with a solemn expression. She got up and
walked to Andrius and the others. “Dr. Jacobs, did you find anything? How is my grandpa? Do you
have a diagnosis and treatment?”

This was the first time Andrius saw such a reaction from a doctor who was treating the old master.
There was some hope in his gaze.

Rosalie frowned. In a questioning tone, she asked, “The old master‘s condition is critical. Why didn‘t
you send him to the hospital? He‘s practically dying yet you‘re leaving him at home?“


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