After her dramatic cousin stopped acting up, the aloof doctor got anxious.

Although the nurses made sarcastic remarks, they were mostly envious.

Shen Ruo would always have them share these whenever she received them.

Zhou Lan excitedly sat down, picked up one of the milk tea cups without ceremony, took a big sip, squinted her eyes in satisfaction, and then patted Shen Ruo's shoulder.

"Shen Ruo, I've discovered something."

She looked serious.

"What?"

"Following you, I can get free food and drinks. You're practically a mobile canteen in the hospital, no, a mobile dessert station. Wherever you go, the food follows. I can feel the magnetic field of food even when I'm sitting next to you."

Shen Ruo was both amused and exasperated. "Can't you be serious for once?"

Zhou Lan took another sip of milk tea, her gaze sweeping over the pile of food. "Honestly, if I were one of those male nurses, I'd also pursue you. You're beautiful, and you have a great figure."

Shen Ruo's ears burned from her words, and she quickly pushed the food to the middle of the table, "Just eat yours and stop talking nonsense."

Qi Wenshen stood at the door of the doctor's office, his white coat crisp and clear, holding a medical record folder in his hand, his expression as indifferent as ever.

His gaze fell on the pile of snacks in front of Shen Ruo.

Then he turned and went into the examination room.

He placed the medical record folder on the table, took out his phone, and opened WeChat.

I found Sister Chen's chat window, typed a message, and sent it.

Then he switched to Shen Ruo's chat window.

[Don't eat too many snacks. Aunt Chen made a strawberry mousse cake and an orange sparkling oat drink today.]

He put his phone on the table and picked up the afternoon's surgical plan to look at it.

Before I could even finish reading the first line, my phone vibrated.

[Received, thank you cousin. I'll save room for dinner at home.]

Following this was an emoji of Stacy Bear holding a bowl.

Qi Wenshen looked at the message and a slow smile crept onto his lips.

At the nurses' station, Shen Ruo couldn't suppress the smile on her face after reading the message.

She couldn't wait to leave work right now, fly home, and sit down to enjoy her meal.

But she still had an afternoon shift to work, so she held on.

Shen Ruo put her phone away, clapped her hands, and called everyone over, "Come on, let's divide these up, don't waste them."

The nurses swarmed forward, and in the blink of an eye, the food was completely devoured.

Zhou Lan, holding a milk tea in one hand and a cookie in the other, noticed that Shen Ruo wasn't eating anything and couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you eating?"

"I don't like it."

Shen Ruo said.

Zhou Lan looked at her, her face clearly saying "Even a dog wouldn't believe it."

She might believe those three words if they came from anyone else's mouth, but for Shen Ruo to say them was as absurd as the sun rising in the west.

"Will there be something delicious to eat when you get home?"

Zhou Lan squinted her eyes.

Shen Ruo remained expressionless. "No."

"You laughed while looking at your phone just now."

You've misjudged.

"I wasn't mistaken, you must have something good to say, otherwise you wouldn't have divided up so much food. No matter how polite you are, you would at least eat a couple of bites, but you didn't eat a single bite today."

I don't have a good appetite today.

Go ahead and pretend.

Zhou Lan took another bite of the cookie, chewed it twice, and swallowed it expressionlessly.

Why do these cookies taste a little sour?

It wasn't the cookies that were sour, it was her.

Unfortunately, Qi Wenshen was unable to leave work on time.

After changing out of her nurse's uniform, Shen Ruo saw a message from Qi Wenshen.

[Emergency needed.]

She replied: 【Okay.】

Then I walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.

On the bus, she leaned against the window, watching the street scene recede into the distance, and suddenly felt that it was so quiet to be traveling alone.

Qi Wenshen usually doesn't talk when he drives; the only sound in the car is the air conditioning, but the quiet doesn't feel empty.

The quiet in this taxi now is the kind of quiet that comes from having one less person in it.

Shen Ruo shook the thought out of her mind, telling herself that she was only uncomfortable because she couldn't save on taxi fare, and it had nothing to do with anyone else.

Back home, Sister Chen's cooking still tasted the same, but Shen Ruo only took a couple of bites before losing her appetite.

There's one less person on the other side.

Normally, Qi Wenshen would sit opposite him, eating and drinking soup quietly.

But as long as he was there, the table remained intact.

Without him there, the table looked like it was missing a corner.

Shen Ruo ate half a bowl of rice, then put down her chopsticks, covered the leftovers, put them in the refrigerator, and sent a message to Qi Wenshen.

Cousin, when are you coming back?

Qi Wenshen did not reply.

He's probably still in the operating room.

Shen Ruo went upstairs to take a shower.

She felt like she had finally come back to life when the hot water came down.

After a long day of standing and sitting, my legs felt like they were filled with lead. The blister on my heel hadn't healed yet, and a new one had formed.

She lathered up a lot of bubbles with a bath sponge; it smelled like peach, and the whole bathroom smelled sweet.

After taking a bath, she put on the Pleasant Goat pajamas.

Shen Ruo initially thought it was too childish, but after wearing it once, she really liked it. It was made of cotton, soft and comfortable, and it still felt the same after being washed countless times.

She dried her hair as she went downstairs, feeling thirsty.

Aunt Chen didn't finish the orange sparkling oat drink she made.

Shen Ruo opened the refrigerator door, took out an oat drink, and took a sip. Suddenly, she heard the sound of a door lock turning from the entrance hall.

Shen Ruo paused, turning her head to look at the doorway.

The door opened.

Qi Wenshen stood at the door, his face full of weariness.

Shen Ruo put down the bottle, her eyes instantly lighting up, her voice filled with a surprise she herself wasn't even aware of, "Cousin, you're back?"

"Um."

Qi Wenshen stood in the entryway, looking at her.

Her face was slightly flushed from just taking a shower, and her big, wet eyes sparkled when she saw him.

Shen Ruo probably didn't notice that when she put on her pajamas after taking a shower, she casually fastened three buttons, leaving the top two unfastened.

Her fair collarbone was exposed, and below it, the soft fabric of her pajamas bulged slightly, revealing the curve of her chest.

Qi Wenshen looked away.

Shen Ruo was thinking about something.

Qi Wenshen performed a major operation; he must have stood for several hours, must not have eaten, and must be starving.

"Cousin, are you starving? Let me heat up your food."

Qi Wenshen changed his shoes and came in. "No need, I can do it myself."

Shen Ruo had already reached the kitchen doorway and reached out to turn on the light. "It's alright, it's alright. You sit and rest. I'll just heat up some food..."

She suddenly remembered something.

A very important matter.

The original owner couldn't cook.

It's not that it doesn't taste good, it's that I don't know how to make it.

It won't burn even when frying an egg.

Shen Ruo's lips unconsciously pouted.

It's not that she can't.

She will.

In her past life—no, in the real world—she could cook. Although she wasn't a master chef, she could easily heat up a dish, cook noodles, or make fried rice.

But she can't do it now, because she can't let this persona collapse.

Shen Ruo turned her head and smiled at Qi Wenshen, trying to make amends for herself, "Reheating dishes is no problem, it's just that I know how to put the dishes in the pot and stir them."

Qi Wenshen had already walked up behind her.