"What's wrong? Are you feeling okay? Where are you? I'll come pick you up right now." Hearing An Ziqi mention needing a doctor, Xiao Moli became instantly tense.
"It's not me, just, I need you now, immediately, right this second to find someone for me," An Ziqi emphasized repeatedly.
Realizing it wasn't her, Xiao Moli finally relaxed. "Okay, got it."
An Ziqi knew Xiao Moli all too well; he was usually indifferent to matters not concerning her or their family.
Worried he wouldn't take it seriously, she threatened, "This is a matter of life and death, no slacking off, hurry, arrange for someone to start the search now, or you're sleeping in the bathroom tonight."
Xiao Moli, resigned to his fate, knew his wife was always too soft-hearted, unable to bear seeing others in distress.
"Understood, my dear wife."
In front of An Ziqi over the phone, he immediately called Tang Xiaoqi and instructed her to organize the search.
"Are you satisfied now, dear wife?"
