Not knowing what was happening in the cafeteria’s kitchen, Song Yan knocked on the door before he entered Li Shu’s ward.
When the other patients and their families saw him coming while holding a bamboo basket, a middle-aged woman asked, "Doctor Song, what did you bring? It smells so good ah."
Smiling at her, Song Yan said, "I just made a bowl of steamed egg for Xiao Shu."
The moment he finished his words, everyone looked at him meaningfully. Although they have some doubts in their hearts, no one says anything. After all, Li Shu was just a little girl. If they guessed blindly and offended a doctor, it wouldn’t be good for them.
When Li Shu saw him coming over, she asked curiously, "Brother Yan, why are you coming again? Didn’t you say that you have surgery today?"
Putting the bamboo basket on the bedside table, Song Yan took out a bowl of steamed eggs. He handed her the bowl and spoon and said, "The operation is scheduled for the afternoon. You didn’t eat much for breakfast, so I made this for you. Be careful, it’s hot."
Li Shu held the bowl, looked at him, and said, "Brother Yan, I didn’t know that you can cook."
Song Yan sat on the chair next to the bed and said, "I can cook simple dishes. This is my first time cooking since I came to this town. I don’t know if my skills have degraded. Give it a try."
Li Shu looked at him doubtfully, but still tried the steamed egg. Although the steamed eggs are not as delicious as those made by Lu Jueyu, they taste better than those made by herself.
She looked at him and said, "Brother Yan, you should eat some too."
Song Yan shook his head and said, "I made it for you, so you should finish it."
Since he persisted, Li Shu slowly ate the steamed eggs under the envious eyes of other patients and their families.
Sitting next to her, Song Yan watched her finish the meal he cooked, feeling very satisfied. He didn’t know why, but when he saw her sad, he couldn’t help but feel sad too. Seeing how calm she was after listening to what her Grandma said to her, he wanted to cheer her up.
What he loved most was seeing her smile and the way she called him Brother Yan.
Seeing that he was lost in thought, Li Shu patted his hand and said, "Brother Yan, what are you thinking about? Take a nap if you’re tired."
Feeling her cold hand on the back of his hand, Song Yan came back to his senses. He smiled at her and said, "I’m not tired."
Li Shu looked at the dark circles under his eyes and said, "Even if you are not tired, you have to take a nap if you have time. Without dark circles, you will look better."
Song Yan was startled by her sudden words. He touched his face and asked, "Did I look that bad?"
Li Shu nodded and joked, "You look several years older than your actual age. You have a handsome face. It would be a shame if you don’t take care of it."
Normally, he doesn’t care about his appearance. But after hearing Li Shu’s words, he looked at his face carefully. He was indeed good-looking, but his skin was dry, his face was pale, and he had large dark circles under his eyes.
Coupled with the wrinkled clothes, he looked old and haggard. If people didn’t know he was a doctor, they might think he was a beggar.
He scratched his head and sighed, "I should cut my hair and shave my beard."
After making up his mind, Song Yan went to the back room of the office to sleep for a while. There are still two hours until the operation.
At the same time in Xie village, Feng Lin, Lu Wenyi, and Dong Huang were sitting under a tree by the river. The three of them always play together and eat together.
While eating, Feng Lin asked, "Xiao Huang, why don’t you ask Brother Jianmin to eat with us?"
"Brother Jianmin is my brother’s friend. He may be eating with my brother and my cousins right now," Dong Huang said as she bit into her apple.
Lu Wenyi pointed at the school and said, "Isn’t that Brother Jianmin?"
The three of them looked in the direction of the school and saw Chen Jianmin being stopped by a girl. It looked like the girl was giving him something.
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