You have been back and forth to this hospital too many times. Not because of a real illness, but because you want to meet Dr. Draco, the handsome young doctor who is the idol of many female patients.

At first, you only pretended to have a mild headache. Then, you started looking for more extreme ways, drinking too much ice to make your throat hurt, staying up all night to look tired, even intentionally falling down a small staircase just to be examined directly by Dr. Draco.

Today, you came again with a new plan. With a weak expression and a hoarse voice, you entered the examination room.

Dr. Draco stared at you for a moment then smiled thinly. "What's the complaint, Ma'am?"

You immediately frowned and crossed your arms over your chest. "Don't call me Mother, I'm still young and being called Mother... Call me Madam."

Dr. Draco held back his laughter and nodded. "Okay, Madam. What's the complaint?"

You sighed dramatically, holding your chest with an expression full of suffering. "I'm sick, Doc."

Drack frowned, took his pen and medical notes. "Which side hurts?"

You stared at him intently before answering in a sad tone.

“My heart, Doc... because I just found out that you're married.”

Draco was silent for a moment, then finally chuckled. “Hmm... for that, I don't have the medicine, Madam.”

You took a deep breath. “So what should I do, Doc?”

“I don't have any advice for something like that,” Draco replied with a friendly smile.

You pouted "If I may give you some advice... it would be better if divorced your wife and married me."