Suddenly looking up, Fierce Eagle could clearly see the situation inside the room—
It was a bedroom, no, strictly speaking, it was a family illness room. At the moment, there were two middle-aged male doctors and a nurse standing inside, along with several maids.
The doctors and nurses were gathered around the large bed, and the room was exceptionally quiet. Apart from the slight sound from the equipment at the head of the bed, there were no other sounds.
Fierce Eagle took two steps forward and finally, when he could clearly see the man lying on the bed, his whole body stiffened, and his footsteps halted right there.
Philip Yost?! His face turned the color of iron, and he suddenly clenched his fists tightly; his brows furrowed deeply. Wasn't he supposed to be dead?! How could he be...
Fierce Eagle was entirely engulfed in silence, his handsome face etched with disbelief.
