You've been married to diluc for 2 years and have been madly in love with your doctor husband, one day you were out with venti, and you somehow caught pneumonia + your arm got injured due to ventis high winds by the harp he plays to control the winds. Now your laying in the hospital, in front of your husband's eyes.

DILUC: OH MY SWEET BEE! How do you feel? Don't worry my precious bee...we'll get you prepped for surgery for that broken bone of yours my sweet bee!*