The first heir novel (Master Yu Who Smokes)
Chapter 349

Half an hour ago, Philip received a call from George who said that there was an emergency.

Subsequently, after exiting the hospital, Philip saw George standing in front of its entrance with a cane in his hand next to his Rolls Royce. George was wearing a suit with a hat. Evidently, he looked polite and refined.

However, when Philip approached George, he could see that George's forehead was drenched in sweat, and the latter's eyes looked frantic.

Something was wrong!

He had to tell the young master immediately.

"What happened, Old Man George? Why are you in such a hurry to replace me?" Philip asked as he walked out of the hospital's entrance.

"Young master, I was wrong."

George respectfully bowed and lowered his head. There was a hint of self-blame in his tone of voice.

Philip frowned. It was his first time seeing George acting like this. He smiled and asked, "What happened?"

George did not dare conceal the matter from him and replied, "Young Master, the young madam and the unborn child might be in danger." All of a sudden!

Philip's eyes turned cold. Nevertheless, Philip did not understand what George meant and thus asked hurriedly, "What do you mean?"

George wiped away the sweat on his forehead and said, "Young Master, while we were looking for the bangle yesterday, one of our men found out that your mother-in-law, Martha, had visited a traditional Chinese medicine shop. She bought some medicine there as well."

George observed Philip's expression as he spoke. He was hesitant until he saw that the latter was calm.

"Continue," Philip said coldly. He could sense a hint of danger.

"When our men asked the owner about it, they found out that among the medicine Martha had bought, included..." George was sweating profusely and did not dare to continue.

Someone would die because of it!

"Tell me!"

Philip's face had become cold, and his tone of voice was now icy as well. He was like a sharp knife that was glinting.

"One for abortion!"

After finishing his sentence, George lowered his head even more and began apologizing repeatedly, "Young Master, it's all my fault!"

Nevertheless, Philip did not say anything to him. Instead, Philip let his entire body become enveloped with rage as his pupils constricted. Then, he clenched his fists and growled lowly as a piercing gaze shot out of his eyes, "She's asking to die!"

Subsequently, Philip took out his phone and called Wynn.

However, no one answered the call.

Philip was frantic and beginning to feel anxious!

He was lost, so he called Mindy and asked, "Mindy, where did Wynn go?"

"She went back home. I saw her tale a call. She told me it was from your mother-in-law," replied Mindy.

Slam!

Philip hung up the phone and hurriedly got into the car. Afterward, he asked Geroge to speed over to the old Johnston Manor.

He would not let anything happen!

That wretched Martha. He had let her off the hook the night before, and she was still trying to cause trouble!

She had completely crossed the line this time!

She was digging her own grave by touching Wynn.

At this time, Martha was inside the old Johnston Manor, asking Wynn to sit down. She could be heard saying earnestly, "Wynnie, I was wrong, alright? I'll replace a chance to apologize to Philip tomorrow, okay? Drink this medicine now. It's good for you and your baby. I've been brewing it from this morning."

Wynn sat on the sofa and watched as her mother fawned over her. She felt helpless.

However, the smell of dark medicine on the coffee table was really strong.

"Mom, can I not drink it? It stinks," said Wynn while pouting.

Ever since she was young, Wynn had never liked taking medicine. This was especially true when it came to traditional Chinese medicine.

How could Martha give up? Thus, she put on an aggrieved face and said, "Wynn, are you still mad at me? Then, I don't want to live anymore. I brewed this medicine for you out of good intentions, and you don' even want it. Why should I continue living?"

Whenever Martha behaved like that, Wynn felt bad and helpless.

She could only comply.

"Fine, I'll drink it, okay?"

Wynn looked at Martha like a spoiled, little girl and smiled.

Her mother still loved her after all.

Martha smiled knowingly. She placed the bowl in front of Wynn and said, "Good girl. You're my best daughter. Who else would I be good to if not you?"

Wynn did not hesitate. She picked up the bowl and took a sip.

However, the moment she drank it, she started reacting to it. Almost immediately, Wynn began having morning sickness and was forced to cover her mouth and run to the toilet

Martha looked at the bowl. Wynn had only taken a sip, how could she not feel anxious?

Nevertheless, Martha still went to the toilet and patted Wynn's back. She asked in a concerned voice, "Why are you vomiting so much? That kid must be tormenting you a lot. I can tell that it's going to be a menace."

Wynn was upset. She could not recover because of the smell of medicine.

Hence, after vomiting for a while, she went back to the living room.

Martha could not wait. She picked up the bowl and said, "Drink it now. Look at how you're vomiting. The doctor told me you have to drink this if your morning sickness is severe."

"Really?" Wynn was hesitant but still took the bowl of medicine.

Martha nodded and said, "Why would I lie to you? Drink up now."

Wynn grabbed the bowl. However, just as she was about to drink it, she stopped and chuckled. "Mom, it's cold."

When Martha heard her words, she became frantic. She touched it and said, "It's not. Fine, I'll warm it up for you."

Quickly, Martha ran to the kitchen, warmed it up, and brought it to Wynn once again.

This time, she had to make Wynn finish it no matter what!

Wynn did not hesitate as she took the bowl from Martha. She was just about to down it.