The hospital meal's lunch box is quite special, specially supplied by the kitchen.
After sending Ku Wenqing off, Shen Jiayin opened the hospital meal box, which was a cylindrical lunch box filled to the brim with a floral congee. It smelled deliciously fragrant.
"I don't know if you like fish, so I only added lean meat, eggs, and seaweed," Feng Yongzhuo explained beside her.
Before picking up the spoon, she felt a bit guilty: "Colonel Feng, have you eaten?"
"I ate in the kitchen before coming here with the captain," he reassured her, his deep, soulful eyes watching her, "Besides, this injury was for me; I also feel guilty about it."
"No, it's not an injury at all. I'm fine," she repeatedly emphasized, picking up the spoon to start scooping the congee.
Feng Yongzhuo noticed that as she ate, something stuck to the corner of her mouth. He handed her a few tissues.
