Chapter 1144

The young man was Brett Dunhill, Angus' only son!

Ten years ago, he had fallen into a dried-up well while playing outside, and he had been like this ever since.

Angus felt extremely anxious whenever he saw how dazed Brett was. If Brett remained this way forever, control of the Dunhill family might end up in the hands of a branch family.

However, they had seen all the most famous doctors and practitioners of various arts all over the country, but there had been no improvement at all.

"Mr. Dunhill, I don't think your son has the most common form of Vacant Soul syndrome. A few years ago, I learned medicine with an expert. I wonder if I could take your son's pulse?" Fernando asked, standing up.

"Of course you can," Angus said, smiling.

A maid standing at the sides of the room came to help Brett roll up his sleeves and expose his wrist.

When Brett held out his wrist, Sebastian's eyes gleamed.

There was a faint black line on Brett's wrist. If one didn't look too closely, it could be