Han Chen's ability to be sarcastic and weird has improved, and he actually started to bring up old grudges.

Zhou Mo resisted the urge to lose his temper because he had helped Liu Kai today and hadn't eaten yet.

She peeled two potatoes and cut them into small pieces.

I set up the pot and added a little oil. When the oil was hot, I put the stewed chicken in the lunch box in, then put in the potato cubes, added water and simmered.

"Where's the rice?" Zhou Mo asked.

"It's under the cabinet directly across from you."

Zhou Mo opened the cabinet and saw the unopened rice bag. He couldn't help but want to glare at him again, "You haven't even opened the rice bag?"

"No time."

Zhou Mo took the knife from the chopping board and prepared to cut the string on the rice bag.

Han Chen saw her holding a knife and immediately stopped her: "Wait a moment, I'll get the scissors."

"No need," Zhou Mo was about to say that this kind of wire is easy to remove, just find the interface, cut it and pull it open.

Han Chen stepped forward and snatched the knife from her hand, then went outside to get a pair of scissors. "I'll do it."

"Let me do it," Zhou Mo didn't trust him at all. He took the scissors from his hand and opened the rice bag in a few seconds.

Han Chen opened the rice cooker and took out the inner pot. Zhou Mo took it, scooped up two handfuls of rice, and handed it to Han Chen.

Zhou Mo squatted down to pack the rice bags, while Han Chen took the inner pot to wash the rice.

On the stove, the food in the pot is bubbling.

After the meal was ready, Zhou Mo served the dishes.

"I'll take it," Han Chen suddenly appeared, carrying a steaming porcelain basin to the dining table.

Han Chen had already placed two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table. He turned on the rice cooker and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"No, I've already eaten."

Han Chen served himself a portion and asked, "Want some food?"

"No, I'm not hungry."

Han Chen didn't say anything. He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of chicken thigh and placed it in the bowl in front of Zhou Mo. "Eat something. It's not pleasant to eat alone."

Zhou Mo just wanted to say "problem", but when she saw the bowl full of sauce and the soft and glutinous chicken nuggets, she felt a little greedy.

It’s all because Liu Xiangru’s cooking skills are so good. She has been eating the meals cooked by Liu Xiangru since she was a child. The taste is so delicious that she probably won’t forget it even ten years after her death.

"Then I won't be polite," Zhou Mo picked up his chopsticks, "but don't tell my parents that I stole the meat from you."

"No," Han Chen's brows were relaxed with a faint smile.

Zhou Mo asked as he ate, "Who buys your vegetables? Aunt Liang?"

"Yes, she ordered it online," Han Chen replied.

"You're already so grown up, can't you take good care of yourself and let Aunt Liang worry less?"

"..." Han Chen's hand suddenly paused as he was picking up the food. "I'll buy it myself from now on."

Zhou Mo felt like he was meddling in other people's business. Han Chen was so busy at work, and there was a cafeteria in the hospital for three meals a day. At most, he would cook on his days off, so it was okay if he didn't buy groceries.

Aunt Liang is Han Chen's mother. She is in poor health and cannot come here to help Han Chen. She can only shop online to express her gratitude, which is also okay.

"Not really..." Zhou Mo didn't know what to explain, so he could only say casually, "Pay attention to eating well in the future."

"Yeah," Han Chen responded.

Zhou Mo originally had a good appetite, but after chatting for a few sentences, she suddenly felt a little hungry and put down her chopsticks.

Han Chen asked, "Not eating anymore?"

Zhou Mo: "I'm not very hungry, you can eat."

"Well," Han Chen said, "I'll take you home after I finish eating."

"No rush," Zhou Mo saw that he ate a little fast, perhaps because he was too hungry. Even so, he did not lose his elegance.

Han Chen is one of the few boys Zhou Mo has met who looks very elegant while eating.

He did not eat like a wolf or a tiger, nor did he devour his food with gusto. Instead, he ate in a very proper manner, even a little reserved. For example, when he ate meat with bones, he never put the whole piece into his mouth to chew, but nibbled it bit by bit, a bit like a cat.

When Zhou Mo first discovered this, he even felt that it was inconsistent with Han Chen's sloppy personality.

Han Chen noticed Zhou Mo staring at him intently, "What's wrong? You want to eat but you're afraid of getting fat?"

"Huh?" Zhou Mo didn't react for a moment.

Han Chen: "Meat is high in protein, so it's okay to eat more occasionally. Just control your carbohydrate intake and follow a ketogenic diet."

"No," Zhou Mo knew he had misunderstood, and she was speechless for a moment, "It's just... the way you look when you eat is quite beautiful."

Han Chen paused slightly, his earlobes slightly red. He smiled and picked up a piece of potato for himself, "This is the first time someone has praised me like this."

Zhou Mo saw him smile, and her nervous mood inexplicably relaxed, and she smiled too.

After dinner, Han Chen cleared the dishes and Zhou Mo sat on the sofa waiting for him.

Han Chen came out of the kitchen and took the car keys from the entrance. "Let's go. I'll take you home."

Zhou Mo asked, "Isn't your car parked at the hospital?"

Han Chen: "Well, let's go to the hospital first."

Zhou Mo thought, Han Chen had just finished eating, so he could take a few steps to help digest the food.

The First Hospital of Dongda University is very close to Century Jiayuan, and it only takes more than ten minutes to get there.

On the way, Zhou Mo asked, "Why did you park the car at the hospital?"

Han Chen: "It's convenient to go out."

Zhou Mo: "Going out?"

Han Chen: "An emergency meeting or other matters that the hospital requires you to go out for."

Zhou Mo seemed to understand: "Oh."

Han Chen said, "If you encounter a situation like Liu Kai's father again, tell me in advance."

Zhou Mo looked at him and said, "There probably won't be any more. My mentor only has a few junior brothers and sisters. It's impossible for everyone to have the same fate as Liu Kai."

Han Chen: "I'm saying, if you ask me for help in the future and encounter a patient with a serious condition like this and a poor family, tell me in advance. If I can arrange for a 'flying knife', they won't have to go through all this trouble."

"'Flying knife'?" Zhou Mo was puzzled.

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