The Double or more Life of the Fake Heiress (Mirabella)

Inside the cozy house, Frank was sitting at the table, chatting with a friend. The dishes were barely touched, suggesting they were just about to dig in for dinner.

Frank glanced up and spotted Owen entering. With a welcoming smile, he called out, "Hey there, Owen! Let me introduce you to an old buddy of mine. You can just call him David."

Owen walked over, giving a polite nod, "Nice to meet you, David."

David, stroking his gray beard with a thoughtful look, observed Owen. "You've got quite the presence," he noted. "Frank, you've got a remarkable student here; no wonder you always speak so highly of him."

Frank chuckled warmly, motioning for Owen to sit next to him. Ana headed off to grab another set of silverware for Owen.

Owen thanked her and turned to Frank, asking, "How have you been feeling lately?"

Frank's expression shifted slightly as he replied, "Well, since I started taking that medicine you brought, I haven't had any palpitations at night. It's been a relief."

Knowing about Mirabella's exceptional skills in medicine, Owen felt a wave of relief himself. "You're probably almost out of it by now, right?"

Frank nodded, "Looks like there's just one pill left."noveldrama

Owen had come by after getting a message from Mirabella, "Once you finish that, I'll have Mirabella come over to continue your treatment."

The success of the medicine seemed to make Frank more open to treatment, and he nodded in agreement, "Sounds good."

David, overhearing the conversation, was curious. "Frank, what kind of medicine have you been taking?"

"It's similar to the pills you gave me, but honestly, this one's working better," Frank confessed.

"Really?" David raised an eyebrow in surprise. He knew Frank's condition well and had thought it untreatable. Seeing Frank's genuine demeanor, he asked seriously, "Let me check your pulse."

Frank extended his hand onto the table.

Owen, watching this unfold, was a bit taken aback. Was his teacher's friend also a doctor?

As David's fingertips rested on Frank's pulse, his brows knitted in a slight frown. The pulse was odd-one moment it felt faint, and the next, it seemed to vanish, like a mirage.

"Let me see your other hand."

David's expression rarely showed such depth of thought, and the pulse on the other hand mirrored the first.

After pondering for a while, David released Frank's hand and asked, "Have you had any other symptoms, like shortness of breath or chest tightness?"

Frank shook his head, "Not at all. In fact, I feel a lot lighter."

A weak pulse without any discomfort, yet feeling lighter, was indeed perplexing.

David, unconsciously stroking his beard, was puzzled and said, "You mentioned the medicine, can I have a look?"

"Sure thing." Frank got up and went into another room, returning shortly with a white plastic bottle, which he handed to David.

David glanced at the bottle, quickly unscrewing the cap. As soon as he opened it, a strong herbal aroma hit his senses, making him narrow his eyes in surprise. He fanned the scent towards himself, trying to catch more of it.

The lingering fragrance of the medicine caused David's expression to change dramatically. Forgetting his usual composure, he quickly poured out the last remaining pill from the bottle.