Dong Yi and Qian are quite similar; both have gentle voices that usually don't get too loud. To hear her raise her voice to such a volume, she must be truly upset.
"Yu Mingyi! You're the one who needs to see a doctor! Is there something wrong with your brain?!"
Mrs. Yu was momentarily stunned and then looked at Qian, raising her eyebrows.
Meaning, is this what you call a perfect match?
Qian gave an awkward smile and whispered, "This is actually similar to when Uncle used to write on your lunchbox. Didn't you yell at him like this back in the day?"
Before Mrs. Yu could respond, a serious explanation came from inside by Mr. Yu.
"There's nothing wrong with my brain. We get regular check-ups. It's you who always faints, so you might have a problem. When I said I liked you, you fainted; when I said I didn't like you, you still fainted. It's clearly you who has a problem."
Oh dear... Mrs. Yu rubbed her forehead, exasperated by her silly son.
