Chapter 217
“Argh!”

“Grandpa! What is going on? Are you okay?”

Colin Yowell was extremely distressed to see Keith Yowell spitting out blood, clasping his chest and gasping for air. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper and twisted in immense pain.

The Yowells present were frightened.

While Anna Coleman quickly turned to Wallace Yoke and asked, “Sir, what is going on? Why is he spitting blood?”

Wallace looked on gravely.

As the Imperial Doctor, he truly deserved the title. Unfortunately, Alex Rockef
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