It’s All Clarence’s Fault!

Clarence understood that Miranda was simply worried about her mother, so he did not blame her.

"Miranda, I can leave, but I must tell you that Mom has a clot due to the hemorrhage. If she's not treated immediately, she'll be in a lot of danger," Clarence sighed.

"Hehe."

Greyson looked at Clarence with a wry smile, "Are you the doctor here, or am I?

"If you're not getting out of here, then I will!"

"Get out!" Miranda roared.

"Miranda…"

"Get out!!!"

Miranda glared at Clarence like he was her worst enemy. They had just repaired their relationship, but their work was for nothing.

Clarence turned around silently and left the room.

It was only after that Greyson was satisfied. He went to check on Peony's condition.

After a short while, the expression on his face changed. "How can this be!"

"What's wrong, Dr. White?"

The Murphy family was anxious.