Butler Wang's wife pulled over a chair and gestured for Song Qi to take a seat. She glanced at her husband and smiled. "He's a lot better today. Also, his voice is recovering. Just this morning, he was able to say a few words. However, it is still very difficult for him to speak properly."
"Really?" Song Qi looked surprised. "From the looks of it, Uncle Wang will recover soon."
Butler Wang's wife nodded and sighed. "I certainly hope so."
"Don't worry," comforted Song Qi as she patted her arm.
"Uh huh. Young Mistress Qi, thank you for going out of your way to visit us at the hospital." Butler Wang's wife felt terribly touched.
Song Qi shook her head and glanced at Butler Wang and said, "Zhi got beaten up last night too."
