“Indeed, Master had fallen into a coma, his entire being had aged significantly, and his hair had turned white again. Mr. Chadwick, please hurry and take a look…” Serena was extremely anxious, her words dissolving into tears once again.
“Ms. Pruitt, there’s no need for you to worry just yet. I’ll go with you to take a look…”
After Jared finished speaking, he quickly left with Serena.
When Jared arrived in Trystan’s room, he found it crowded with people. Trystan was lying in bed, looking incredibly thin and frail, his hair completely white.
Jared stepped forward, immediately infusing a stream of spiritual energy. Only then did Trystan gradually regain consciousness.
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