Chapter 598: You Know Chinese Medicine Too?_1

Upon looking, Nathalie Quinlan saw an old man lying on the hospital bed, his body emaciated, his eyes tightly shut, lips also black and bluish.

He was about the same age as Shawn Norton, looking much older than Shawn; without a detailed look, she could already make out the telltale signs of a candle burning at both ends.

Lowie Wilmar approached her, ignoring the other doctors, and asked in a low voice, "How is my grandfather?"

"The situation isn't good," Nathalie Quinlan shook her head, walked over, reined in the indulgence on her face, became more earnest, and said, "I'll check on him first."

"Alright," Lowie Wilmar took a deep breath, his heart actually very tense, gripping his hands, the corners of his mouth pressed as he told the few doctors, "Step back for now."

"Mr. Wilmar, who is she, where is Professor Wafford?" a doctor asked, lifting his chin in Nathalie Quinlan's direction with a nod.