Zhen Shuangyan's gaze flitted around the hospital room as she called out Pei Yiting's name.
"Brother-in-law? Why are you looking for him?" Xia Yining knitted her brows, seemingly unable to understand Zhen Shuangyan's words.
"Call him to the hospital, call him, I have something to say to him." Zhen Shuangyan was panting heavily, her face startlingly as white as if it had been painted.
Xia Yining's expression grew increasingly puzzled.
Pei Yiting wasn't a doctor. Her mother was sick; what use was there in calling him instead of a doctor?
But now, everything was according to her mother's words, so she had to comply.
"Alright, then wait a moment, I'll call him." Xia Yining instructed the caregiver to watch over Zhen Shuangyan and nervously fished out her phone.
She had Pei Yiting's number, but privately, she had no contact with this brother-in-law and would directly talk to Xia Yueqing about everything.
