Just at this moment, Ye Ruoxi's attending physician made a call to Ye Mingfeng, wanting to discuss the treatment situation concerning Ye Ruoxi today.
After a brief review of the medication Ye Ruoxi used today and her health status, Ye Mingfeng instructed the attending physician to give the phone to Ye Ruoxi.
Of course, given Ye Ruoxi's current condition, she definitely couldn't pick up the phone directly. So, the hospital rigged up a phone stand for her, placing the already turned-on phone onto the stand, and adjusted the bed's height so Ye Mingfeng on the other end of the call could clearly see Ye Ruoxi's face.
"Ruoxi, how are you today?" After seeing Ye Ruoxi's somewhat pale face on the phone screen, Ye Mingfeng started greeting her.
Only, since her hospitalization, Ye Ruoxi's mood hasn't been great, and she didn't show much delight at his call.
"You should have seen that I'm no better than a waste now! I can't even pick up the phone!"
