She watched as Xu Keke walked past Song Lin's hospital bed with a lunchbox and headed towards the window.

"Master Zeng, where are you going?" Lin Meijia asked, tilting her head in confusion.

“Oh…” Xu Keke turned around and gave her a good-natured smile, “They smell terrible, I’ll eat by the window.”

The three people in the room all changed their expressions at the same time.

Xu Keke opened the window, and a chilly wind blew in.

Lin Meijia looked at Song Lin anxiously, her little face scrunched up like a bullied child.

Song Lin called out to Xu Keke, "Wait a minute..."

"Wait, wait for what? Wait for you to eat first." Xu Keke thought disdainfully, "A little white lotus, with two bad legs. She doesn't believe that these three people can come and compete with me."

To be honest, if she hadn't been so hungry and the aroma emanating from the lunchbox hadn't been so tempting, she would have taken it outside the ward to find a place to eat.

Xu Keke waved her hand dismissively, interrupting Song Lin, "Alright, you're just being overly polite. Don't you know your own apprentice? She knows I, as her master's wife, haven't eaten yet. How could she possibly eat?"

Xu Keke opened the lunchbox, and the enticing aroma made her mouth water. Holding the lunchbox, she couldn't wait to take a sip of chicken soup first.

Du Yi, lying on the hospital bed, watched intently, swallowing hard. The aroma of the chicken soup was simply too strong; it had been blown into the room by the wind, and he couldn't resist.

Xu Keke also found it delicious and finished the chicken soup noodles in a few bites.

Beneath this, nestled a plump, fried egg. The original owner of this body had a small stomach, and Xu Keke forced herself to eat it.