Zhang Shuhua's eyes lit up at once, and she stood up from the stool with a start, "Really? I've lost weight?"
"Yes, you see, your face is slimmer than when you first came."
"That's great, I came to work hoping to lose some weight," Zhang Shuhua shyly looked down at herself, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"Losing weight should be gradual, you might get heatstroke like this."
"No worries, no worries, I'll be careful."
Lin Wan looked at her and shook her head, then went out to buy four popsicles.
After the ribs were ready, her brother still hadn't come back, so Lin Wan tidied up a bit, letting Zhang Shuhua watch the store, and went to the inpatient department with an umbrella.
When Lin Wan found the place according to the inpatient number, she was surprised to find that these were all high-class rooms, single occupancy.
Lin Wan walked up to the ward and knocked on the door, "Hello, meal delivery."
"Come in," came a woman's voice.
