That smug sound is incredibly irritating.
The patient in the next bed couldn't help but want his children to come back.
But in the end, he held back.
Children work hard to earn money, and they shouldn't waste their time on these pointless things.
Half an hour later, his wife finally arrived with the porridge.
He opened the insulated lunchbox and saw that it contained lean meat porridge. He was a little displeased, but as long as it wasn't worse than what Jiang's father made, it was fine.
"Honey, this porridge is delicious. Did you make it yourself?"
While eating, he glanced at his wife, giving her a hint.
Knowing that his wife was proud or had just been upset, the patient's wife immediately replied, "That's right, I chopped the lean meat myself."
"Homemade is different. It's not only fresh and clean, but it also has more lean meat than what you get outside, and there's no fat at all. The taste is absolutely amazing."
The couple took turns performing, putting on a show for Jiang's father.
"Tch! What a boastful arrogance."
Jiang's father muttered to himself, not taking it seriously at all.
It's only 6:30 now. If I want to cook porridge properly, I should start at least at 5:00.
All ingredients must be prepared before 5 o'clock.
Preparing these ingredients will take about half an hour, which means the patient's wife will have to get up around 4:30 a.m.
The hotel had nowhere to make porridge, and the shops outside that rent induction cookers for cooking rice were not open yet, so the porridge was 99% likely something the patient's wife bought on a whim outside.
Furthermore, he smelled it and found it to be exactly the same as what he had just drunk, which further confirmed his guess. So what was there to say about it?
Seeing that the old man Jiang's father hadn't fallen for the trick, the patient immediately became sullen.
However, he maintained a good mindset and quickly adjusted.
"Tick-tock! Tick-tock!"
The boring time continued until nine o'clock before things took a turn for the better.
"Da da!"
Outside the ward, in the quiet corridor, the sound of steady footsteps could be heard.
Even through the wall, the patients in the ward could sense that this person was coming for their ward.
The footsteps were completely unfamiliar; they didn't know who they were, or whose relatives or friends they were.
About five seconds later, a tall, refined, and handsome figure, about 1.9 meters tall, calmly passed by the window and then appeared at the door of 1101.
Staring at this mature, handsome man with an air of aloofness, everyone in the ward was speechless, wondering who he had come to see.
Jiang's parents believed that the person was definitely not looking for them, because they were unfamiliar with this person and seemed to have never met him before.
Moreover, they were dressed so high-endly, how could they be their relatives or friends? They must be the patients in the next bed.
Jiang's father felt a vague unease, sensing that he might be about to be provoked again.
The people in the next bed also thought that the man was not there to see them, because they also felt like strangers to him.
They were a little curious about the man's identity. If he was here to visit that old man Jiang, they would be shocked and would not believe that such a vain old man would have such high-class relatives and friends.
Lin Congzhi, who appeared at the door, glanced around the ward and, finding Jiang Yimei not there, frowned slightly, feeling a little disappointed.
However, he quickly recovered because he believed that Jiang Yimei would appear soon.
Composing himself, he straightened his back and strode into the ward.
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