After handing Pei Yibai over to the doctor and completing all the examinations, the doctor with presbyopic glasses pushed them up the bridge of his nose and glanced at Song Weiyi, "Who are you to him?"
Somewhat flattered, Song Weiyi hastily stood up and replied with utmost respect, "Doctor, I'm his wife."
"Wife, huh?"
"Yes," Song Weiyi touched her forehead.
The next moment, the doctor stood up with a slap, staring at her with a look of disappointment as if iron had failed to become steel, "You young girl, how can you take care of your husband? He's unconscious with a high fever, and you only just brought him to the hospital; tell me, are you a qualified wife?"
The doctor's furious face and flying saliva scared Song Weiyi, making her step back continuously.
She pursed her lips, "Doctor, my husband didn't faint because of the fever."
