After half an hour of examination and treatment, the doctor declared that Satan must stop all work and focus on resting.
"His body is extremely weak. He’s been bedridden for over two years, and his physical condition is nothing like it used to be. His immune system is already compromised, and now with his vocal cords damaged, he needs to rest for at least six months to a year."
Outside the hospital room, the doctor listed Satan’s condition to Emily. She nodded. “Thank you, doctor. I’ll pass this information on to his family.”
The doctor raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you his family?”
“We’re not…”
“Oh, you two got divorced?”
“No, we didn’t.”
“Then what’s this ‘passing on to his family’ business? You’re still married, aren’t you? That makes you his closest family,” the doctor said, crossing his arms and showing her Satan’s medical report. “Even if you don’t care about him anymore, even if there’s no love left, you’re still his wife, right? You’re still responsible for him.”