As soon as Su Yan walked in, she was sized up by the woman in the hospital gown holding a pink cat-themed lunchbox.
The woman smiled knowingly.
"Bringing lunch for Doctor Song?"
Su Yan nodded.
"Yes."
The woman's gaze fell on Su Yan's transparent lunchbox.
The woman fiddled with her hair.
"You don't know?"
"What?"
"Doctor Song never eats the hospital cafeteria's lunches."
After speaking, the woman waved her hand as a sign.
"Besides, first come, first served. You wait for the next meal."
Su Yan looked at the lunchbox in her hand and then at the woman who seemed so confident.
Su Yan began to ponder.
Should she buy another?
But it seemed she didn't have enough money left.
If she took a taxi out, she wouldn't have money to return.
Just as she was in a dilemma, Song Yujing returned.
He was wearing a white coat, seemingly having gone to see some patients.
He was still holding a stethoscope in his hand.
Song Yujing noticed the clinic door was open.
