Chapter 496: Actually Caring

Shen Yanming did not argue with him, but quietly opened his plastic bag and asked him to open his eyes and take a good look.

There were two neatly folded transparent raincoats lying inside. The color and style were clearly prepared for the couple.

Zhang Heping felt that he had made a fool of himself, but he didn't want to admit it.

He argued, "Only two. What can you do with them? If you take the baby into account, you'll need at least two more raincoats. Besides, the baby is so small that he can't wear them. You might even have to borrow an umbrella from someone else."

Shen Yanming didn't respond, he just smiled and closed the bag.

Zhang Heping curled his lips, somewhat unwillingly, but he also knew that he had underestimated Shen Yanming. He followed behind him silently until he reached the door of the ward, still awkwardly.

Comrade Lao Shen was in no mood to comfort his fragile heart. He looked at the door and asked, "Wife, are you okay?"

Bi Qiaoan shouted, "Wait a moment!" Then he put the baby in his arms beside him, straightened his clothes, pulled open the curtain, got out of bed, and opened the door for the two of them.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw two people whose clothes were mostly wet. She didn't ask anything and opened the door to let them in.

Shen Yanming put the bag on the ground and said to her, "It's okay. It's raining a little hard outside. We didn't protect ourselves well enough, so we got soaked like this. But it's hot outside, so we shouldn't catch a cold."

Bi Qiaoan nodded, returned to the bed, closed the curtain and said, "You two should change your clothes quickly. Otherwise, even if you don't catch a cold, it will be uncomfortable to be wet."

Shen Yanming hummed, opened his backpack, took out two sets of clean clothes, threw one set to Zhang Heping, and kept one set for himself.

He took off his wet short-sleeved shirt and long pants, wiped the water off his arms and calves with a towel, and changed into the coat he had just taken out when his body was almost dry.

Zhang Heping was a little shy, but he also felt uncomfortable with the wet clothes sticking to his body. He struggled for a while, then ran into the bathroom holding the clothes.

Shen Yanming didn't expect that he had such a shy side. He smiled and shook his head, then went to clean the cooking utensils.

Because he was worried that there might be bacteria or viruses on it, he washed it very carefully and even boiled a pot of hot water to kill bacteria.

So, when Zhang Heping came out of the bathroom, he found him struggling with the pots and pans.

Zhang Heping didn't say anything. After all, doctors like them all have some obsession with mysophobia.

After Lao Shen washed the small milk pot many times, he added cold water and put it on the induction cooker to heat it.

Then, he took out a bag of dried meat, a bag of dehydrated vegetables, two bags of noodles, and eight salted eggs from the black bag.

These are packaged so they won't get wet in the rain.

Shen Yanming glanced at Zhang Heping and said, "I'll leave these to you. Can you cook them yourself?"

Zhang Heping: “…” Looking at Old Shen’s attitude just now, he thought he could eat the ready-made food!

"Sure!" Zhang Heping nodded under Lao Shen's inquiring gaze. Although he was not a good cook, he could still cook some noodles.

Shen Yanming patted his shoulder and walked back to the bathroom.

Zhang Heping understood that Old Shen must have gone to deal with the two diapers. He expressed deep sympathy and envy at the same time.

When he finished cooking the noodles, Shen Yanming still hadn't come out. Just as he was about to shout, Bi Qiaoan said, "Eat first, or the noodles will clump together and won't taste good. Old Shen can't hear you in the bathroom, he'll come out when he's done."

Zhang Heping thought about it and stopped being polite. In fact, he was really hungry.

As a result, the noodles tasted delicious the moment they entered your mouth.

He widened his eyes in surprise, looked at Bi Qiaoan and asked, "Is it because my cooking skills have improved, or is it because your ingredients are too good?"

Bi Qiaoan thought it was funny, but still said seriously: "Maybe you are hungry, everything tastes good!"

It was this commonplace lie that made Zhang Heping nod his head. Then he began to eat without saying a word, grabbing the edge of the bowl.

Zhang Heping's words just now were just nonsense. As for the reason, he didn't want to know. As long as it tastes good, why think so much?

After finishing a bowl, he felt like he hadn't eaten enough. He looked at the steaming noodles on the bar and swallowed his saliva.

Bi Qiaoan saw all this and said, "If you're not full, just eat that bowl too. When Lao Shen comes out, we can ask him to cook more."

Zhang Heping calculated that he had just cooked the noodles for less than ten minutes. At most, he could cook another pot for Lao Shen later, so that he wouldn't have to eat the spilled noodles. So he nodded and started eating with the bowl in his arms.

However, when he was halfway through his meal, he heard the bathroom door open. He looked up and met Old Shen's eyes, instantly feeling extremely awkward.

"Hey, Yanming, this noodle smells so good, I just, just..." He talked for a long time, but he was too embarrassed to say the three words "eaten it all".

Shen Yanming hummed, "If it's not enough, cook it yourself. If you can't afford other supplies, noodles are still fine."

When Zhang Heping heard that Comrade Lao Shen did not criticize him, he became proud and talked excitedly about his progress in cooking skills.

He even wanted to roll up the leftover noodles in his bowl and give it to Shen Yanming to taste, so that he could see if he was lying.

Shen Yanming was frightened by him and almost fell down. Finally, he said in a bad tone: "Eat well!" Only then did the excited person return to normal.

However, he was still a little excited. He ate his noodles and slurped them deliberately, as if to attract Shen Yanming's attention, or to show off that he had something delicious.

Chen Yanming held his forehead, wondering if he had put too much spiritual spring water. But even if he had put too much, it would only make the food taste better and make the eater energetic, but not like him, neurotic.

Maybe, Zhang Heping's way of venting his energy is to be neurotic?

Ahem, I can’t think too much about it. If I do, I’ll feel like I’ve been assimilated by him.

Chen Yanming put the things on the bar in order before cooking for himself. Zhang Heping, who had finished his noodles and was about to wash the dishes, suddenly thought of something and asked with a red face, "Where's Qiao An? We can't both of us eat and let Qiao An go hungry, right?"

Without even looking at him, Shen Yanming said, "Her meals are more troublesome and take time to cook, so let's eat quickly and free up the cooking utensils so that we can cook for her. But don't worry, I'll make her a cup of milk powder later, which can also fill her stomach with bread."

Zhang Heping said "oh" and didn't bother about it anymore. After all, this was Old Shen's wife. As her husband, shouldn't he care about her more than he does?

After cleaning up the small milk pot, dishes and chopsticks, Zhang Heping prepared to leave. Seeing that everything was on track, he told Shen Yanming that he would not come at noon and would come to see them in the evening.

Shen Yanming nodded, indicating that he understood. Then he bent down and took out a small can of coffee powder from a black plastic bag and gave it to Zhang Heping.