The doctor hesitated, cautiously glancing at Chad Yakov.
"Just what?" Chad Yakov stood up from the bed, but didn't let go of Victoria Gibson's hand.
"It's just..." The doctor pressed his lips together as if choosing his words, and after a while, mustered the courage: "Young people having good stamina is understandable, but there should be moderation in physical activities."
"..." Chad Yakov's face froze, and he didn't respond for a long time.
The assistant noticed the awkward atmosphere in the hospital room and quickly pulled the doctor away after he finished speaking.
"Young Master, I'll go see if there are any other procedures to handle." The assistant, fearing to be caught in the awkwardness, slipped away swiftly.
In the hospital room, only the two of them remained.
Victoria Gibson's fever began to retreat, but her facial expression was still frighteningly pale.
Others turn red during a fever, but she looked scary with a pale face throughout.
