"Wait for me, I'm going to the canteen to buy food. What dishes do you want? There probably isn't any communal pot food left at this hour, I'll go order a stir-fry."
Lin Chuxia lifted the lid of Qin Yang's lunch box and saw bok choy and tofu, she frowned slightly, "Is this what you eat every day?"
"After the snow, it's not easy for supplies to come through; having these to eat is already pretty good. I'll go myself, you just got here, take a good rest."
But Lin Chuxia didn't hand over the lunch box to him, "You're the patient, now that I am here, it's my job to take care of you."
"Then I'll go with you."
His wife had arrived, leaving him to sit alone in the room was something he absolutely couldn't do.
Lin Chuxia had no choice but to help him put on his coat.
There was no one in the canteen at this moment, and they didn't see any workers on their way either.
