"Doctor Tang, Little Divine Doctor, you're finally here. My grandmother is getting more and more confused for some reason," Feng Siling said sadly.
As she spoke, her gaze kept darting towards the Little Divine Doctor.
Her admiration for the Little Divine Doctor was written all over her face.
Tang Haolang had an expression of watching a good show, thinking this world is indeed unfair!
Look at this little handsome guy, so appealing.
Look at so many single dogs, from puppyhood enduring to old dogs, yet still all alone.
Mu Anhan wouldn't entertain Feng Siling's advances; she carefully checked Song Qianwei's condition and had the family's doctor present.
"After drawing blood here, please have the family doctor take it for testing," the Little Divine Doctor said. "I need to know the components in the blood to make a judgment."
The family doctor complied immediately.
After all, he couldn't wash his hands of it if anything happened to the matriarch.
