Song Jingmo opened the insulated box, inside which were two sets of bowls and chopsticks neatly arranged, and the portion of food was clearly for two people.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Lu Er staring at him expectantly, and he immediately understood seven or eight parts of the situation, but on the surface, he pretended not to know anything.

Lu Er watched Song Jingmo eat slowly and deliberately, without any intention of inviting her to eat with him.

Finally, she couldn't help but ask, "Can you finish all this food?"

Song Jingmo picked up a piece of pork rib: "That should be fine."

Lu Er swallowed hard, her eyes darting around, before trying to find a topic: "Is the pork rib soup delicious? Aunt Wang stewed it for three hours."

"It tastes good." Song Jingmo scooped up another spoonful of soup and deliberately drank it very slowly.

Lu Er was starving, her stomach practically sticking to her back. Watching Song Jingmo eat with such relish, she couldn't help but ask for the third time, "Is the winter melon delicious? Aunt Wang said it's grown by farmers..."

Song Jingmo finally put down his chopsticks: "You haven't eaten?"

Lu Er's eyes lit up, like a puppy receiving its owner's attention, and she said pitifully, "I haven't eaten. I've been busy until now and haven't eaten a single bite..."

In fact, he deliberately didn't eat, just so he could eat with Song Jingmo.

Looking at the pitiful appearance of the person, Song Jingmo found it amusing, but his expression remained indifferent: "Then hurry up and eat!"

With permission, Lu Er took the bowl that Song Jingmo had just used and shoveled a big mouthful of rice into her mouth.

Song Jingmo was stunned: "This is something I've eaten."

With her mouth full of food, Lu Er mumbled, "I'm so hungry, I can't wait any longer. Why don't you get yourself another bowl?"

He kept his head down and ate his rice, but secretly he was delighted.

He wanted to eat what Song Jingmo had already eaten, so that this indirect kiss would be practically intimate contact.

Watching the man wolf down his food, Song Jingmo's eyes softened for a moment, but quickly returned to calm. He took another bowl, filled it with rice, and the two silently finished their meal.

It was something that happened often before, but Lu Er felt incredibly happy about it.

After the meal, Lu Er diligently cleaned up the dishes, while Song Jingmo opened his laptop and began revising his graduate thesis.

Lu Er wandered around aimlessly for a while, and finally took a medical book from the bookshelf and pretended to read it.

However, after turning only a few pages, my eyelids started to droop.

"If you can't stand it, don't force yourself." Song Jingmo didn't even look up. "You can play on your phone."

"My phone's in the car, too lazy to go to the garage to get it." Lu Er yawned and slumped in her chair like a boneless cat.

Song Jingmo paused in typing, then gestured to the bedside table: "My phone is over there, take it yourself."

Lu Er immediately perked up and jumped up to grab her phone: "Really?"

With Song Jingmo's nod, Lu Er happily picked up her phone. She was about to ask for the password, but then a thought struck her, and she tried entering a password Song Jingmo had used before.

Unlocked successfully.

Lu Er suppressed the flutter in her heart and pretended to casually look at her phone.

Surprisingly, Song Jingmo's phone had social media apps like Weibo and Douyin installed.

"You still use Weibo and Douyin?" Lu Er asked curiously. "Did you download them because of the recent medical disputes?"

Song Jingmo, who was revising his thesis, casually replied, "Hmm."

Lu Er remembered Wang Bingsheng's clarification video, and thought it would be a good opportunity to see how it went.

I tentatively asked, "Can I look around freely?"

"Just don't do anything illegal or criminal." Song Jingmo's tone was calm, his gaze focused on the computer screen. "The payment password is the same as before."

Lu Er's heartbeat completely spiraled out of control.

Staring blankly at Song Jingmo's profile, he suddenly realized that the six-year gap might not be as difficult to overcome as he had imagined.

Suppressing my inner elation, I opened Weibo and, sure enough, saw that Wang Bingsheng's clarification video had already become a trending topic.

The comments section was filled with apologies and support for Song Jingmo.

Lu Er proudly handed her phone to Song Jingmo, saying, "Everyone's apologizing to you!"

Song Jingmo glanced at it, his expression unchanged: "I saw it."

"Can't you be a little happier?" Lu Er grumbled unhappily. "I almost got disfigured because of this."

As he spoke, he deliberately touched the band-aid on his forehead.

Song Jingmo finally stopped typing and turned to look at the person in front of him: "Does your wound still hurt?"

"Ouch!" Lu Er frowned dramatically. "It hurts a lot. Can you blow on it for me? It won't hurt if you blow on it."

Actually, he wanted to do that earlier, but he was a little too scared.

Song Jingmo turned back expressionlessly and continued working: "It's good that it hurts."

You only learn from pain.

Lu Er pouted.

Just then, the door to the ward was pushed open.

Liao Xubai walked in carrying a folder: "Jingmo, take a look at this medical record..."

When Liao Xubai saw the phone in Lu Er's hand, his voice stopped abruptly, and his eyes instantly became complicated.

Lu Er proudly held her phone, generously leaving the table for the two of them: "I'll browse Weibo on the sofa for a while so as not to disturb your work."

As he spoke, he leisurely sat down on the sofa next to him, acting as if he were the master of the house.

Looking at the childish boasting, Song Jingmo shook his head helplessly.

He took the documents from Liao Xubai and carefully looked through them: "The situation is not good. It is most likely bone cancer. Further examination is needed to confirm."

Liao Xubai's gaze swept between the two of them before finally settling on Song Jingmo.

His tone was somewhat stiff: "The patient's family is not well-off. They have been to many hospitals and undergone various examinations, but now they are quite resistant to further examinations."

"Let's see if we can apply for a special exception."

Although Lu Er was looking down at her phone, her ears were perked up, closely watching the two's movements.

Seeing Liao Xubai leave quickly, he couldn't help but mentally give himself a victory sign.

Song Jingmo turned to look at the person on the sofa: "Don't you have to go to work?"

Is this a way of getting rid of him?

Lu Er immediately stopped giggling.

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