Usually, when Zhou Mo went shopping for groceries alone, he didn’t dare to buy too much.
I bought too much and can’t carry it.
With Han Chen around, she doesn't have to worry about this problem at all.
After buying groceries, the two found a new supermarket nearby. Zhou Mo dragged Han Chen to buy some snacks.
Back home.
Zhou Mo cooked personally, steamed a split-back fish, and also tried to make braised pork.
She saw this method recommended by a food blogger a few days ago, and it seemed quite reliable.
Zhou Mo didn’t like eating pork or touching raw meat before because it was greasy and it made people feel physically uncomfortable when it got on their hands.
Han Chen originally said that he would do it, but Zhou Mo didn't let him. Instead, she pushed him out of the kitchen, pressed him on the sofa, and also brought him some snacks such as jelly, potato chips, melon seeds, etc., piled them on the coffee table, and asked him to sit down peacefully, eat snacks while watching TV, and wait for the meal to be ready.
"Why are you treating me so well today?" Han Chen was curious.
"I'm trying to cheer you up," Zhou Mo said. "You and I had a little fight last night about having children. I'm going to make you something delicious to cheer you up."
Han Chen smiled helplessly, "Why do you still remember this?"
Zhou Mo: "I asked you this morning if you were angry, and you said no. You must still be upset and haven't recovered yet. So tell me, am I right?"
Han Chenwu nodded, "Yes."
Zhou Mo: "Isn't that enough? Just wait for dinner."
She turned and went to the kitchen. Han Chen looked at the table full of snacks he had just bought and shook his head helplessly.
I found a handbag and put away all the snacks on the coffee table.
He had no habit of eating snacks, and he couldn't get used to seeing Zhou Mo busy in the kitchen alone while he just sat back and did nothing.
After tidying up everything, he went into the kitchen.
But Zhou Mo refused to let him interfere.
Han Chen reminded, "Pork is so greasy, don't you mind it?"
Zhou Mo: "I don't mind."
Han Chen was at a loss. "Then I'll help you peel the garlic."
Zhou Mo thought about it and said, "Okay."
She operated the whole process alone. She was skilled at steaming fish, but braising pork really made her feel overwhelmed. She had to add ingredients according to the video while estimating the amount, especially words like a little, a small amount, and an appropriate amount, which she always had to consider carefully.
It took two hours for the meal to be ready.
During this time, she forgot to cook, and it was only after Han Chen reminded her that she remembered.
The braised pork was not very pretty, the sugar color was a bit fuzzy, and the meat pieces were black and sloppy, which looked very unappetizing.
Zhou Mo looked at the finished product on the table and couldn't help but frown. She thought for a moment and said, "Why don't we just not eat it?"
Han Chen picked up the chopsticks and said, "Why not eat? You must eat."
Zhou Mo stopped him and said solemnly: "I'm afraid you'll be poisoned."
Han Chen was amused, "Then I must test the poison on myself."
Zhou Mo: "There's still fish. Let's just eat the fish."
Han Chen: "Why are you so unconfident about your cooking?"
Zhou Mo: "If you don't do well, where does your confidence come from?"
Han Chen shook his head helplessly, "I'm not picky, what are you afraid of?"
Zhou Mo: "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed."
Han Chen: "No."
To others, Zhou Mo’s meal was not well prepared and was too simple, but Han Chen didn’t think so.
Zhou Mo is a mysophobia person and doesn't like to touch raw meat, but she can still change for him. This thought is the most important thing.
Han Chen picked up a piece, tasted it, and chewed it carefully.
Zhou Mo's face was filled with anticipation and worry. "How is it?"
Han Chen frowned: "It tastes pretty good."
Zhou Mo was overjoyed: "Really?"
Han Chen picked up a thin piece for her and said, "Try it yourself. I won't lie to you."
Zhou Mo then picked up the meat Han Chen had placed in her bowl, took a light bite, and her eyes lit up instantly. "Hmm, it tastes pretty good. It seems I have a talent for cooking."
"Who was lacking in confidence just now? Who is confident again now?"
Zhou Mo chuckled and dealt with it.
They had a delicious meal together.
They also wash dishes together.
Han Chen originally thought that since he didn't participate in cooking, he should be responsible for washing the dishes.
Zhou Mo, however, acted like a rogue and hugged his waist from behind and refused to let go.
I kept asking him, "Are you still angry? If you are, I will hold you and won't let you wash the dishes."
Han Chen was not angry at first, he was just a little depressed after hearing that Zhou Mo did not want a child for the time being.
He could also understand Zhou Mo's thoughts. She had career anxiety and age was always something she cared about.
It’s already quite an old age to graduate with a PhD, and if you delay graduation and start working even later... it’s very hard for Zhou Mo to accept that he still can’t be completely financially independent in his thirties.
Zhou Mo noticed his unhappiness and tried to coax him in different ways.
How could he not dare to go down such a big step?
Not to mention that Zhou Mo coaxed him so much, even if she didn't coax him, the matter would have ended there.
He should process his emotions himself and should not let Zhou Mo bear the cost of his emotions.
"I'm really not angry anymore," Han Chen patted her arms that were wrapped around him, "Let go, okay? It's inconvenient for me to wash the dishes if you hold me like this."
"Then it will be inconvenient to wash," Zhou Mo refused to let go.
Han Chen had no choice but to let her stick to his back like an octopus until he finished washing the dishes.
In the evening, Han Chen said he wanted to review the cases he had sorted out today. He took his laptop and sat on the sofa to look through the documents.
Zhou Mo finished her shower, with her hair still wrapped in a shower cap. When she came out of the bathroom, she saw Han Chen muttering in English on the sofa.
"Your case reports require English?"
"No," Han Chen said, "The competition is too fierce. If you want to win, you have to have something outstanding."
"Isn't this too much?" Zhou Mo had never used English to talk about literature.
When Han Chen was talking about cases, there were so many advanced professional words. Regardless of whether his spoken English was standard or not, just remembering so many professional words on stage and not making mistakes was not an easy task.
Han Chen didn't take it seriously. "There are people who use both Japanese and English, but they're not from our department."
Zhou Mo couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "Your doctor is the real 'King of Rolls'."
I thought Han Chen was only in serious competition at Mingde General Hospital, but now it seems that he is in competition everywhere.
Zhou Mo sat aside, staring intently at the incomprehensible black and white images on the screen. There were CT scans and MRIs, but she couldn't understand them.
The case Han Chen talked about was a patient who had undergone amputation due to osteosarcoma. The special thing about his case was that osteosarcoma was originally more common in adolescents, but the patient was already in his thirties.
After the amputation, the tumor did not recur, but severe phantom limb pain occurred.
Phantom limb pain refers to the feeling that a limb still exists after amputation and is accompanied by pain.
The cause of this neuropathic pain remains unknown.
Han Chen chose this patient not because his disease was rare or special, but because he initially resisted amputation and caused a disturbance in the ward, only calming down after being given a sedative.
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