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"You've arrived." Lin Zhilan looked up at the clock on the wall; it was almost 6:30.

It was already dark in the capital, but it was still light outside the island, and she momentarily forgot the time.

Lin Zhilan stood up and stretched her stiff neck, then called to her two apprentices, "Alright, it's so late, you should go home and have dinner too."

"Okay."

Lin Zijun nodded at Su Lang with a grin.

Su Lang is not on missions now. As long as he gets off work early, he will come to the hospital to pick up Lin Zhilan.

The news had spread throughout the hospital and the family compound.

Therefore, Lin Zijun and Su Lang were not exactly strangers.

Just as they were about to leave, their two apprentices each pulled a large cloth bag from under the table and placed it in front of them.

Lin Zhilan's eyelids twitched. "What is this?"

"Master, this is our gift to you." Lin Zijun patted the cloth bag beside him. "Inside are some cured pork and sausages that my mother made, as well as some sweet potato starch and dried shiitake mushrooms. You're such a good cook, I certainly don't need to teach you how to cook them."

Qin Qing pursed her lips. "I have some fabric and a few hair ties here, which are also a tribute to you, Master."

"..." Lin Zhilan was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Su Lang. "Commander Su, this doesn't count as accepting bribes, does it?"

"That doesn't count!" a voice came from outside the door.

"Dean Liu, what brings you here?"

Dean Liu nodded to Su Lang and said with a smile, "I've come to inspect your work."

Lin Zhilan shrugged. "You see, we just happened to run into someone giving a gift."

"As a disciple, it's only right to show respect to your master. You can keep it."

"That's right, Master. The leaders have already said so, so you can rest assured," Lin Zijun hurriedly said, and Qin Qing nodded in agreement.

"It's so heavy? How am I supposed to carry it?" Lin Zhilan changed her excuse.

Lin Zijun said, "Isn't Commander Su here? Master, men still need to be used!"

"Keep talking nonsense!" Lin Zhilan curled her finger and tapped his forehead.

"Ouch!" Lin Zijun winced in pain and nudged Su Lang with his elbow. "Commander Su, has my master ever hit you like this at home?"

Su Lang slightly shifted her body, moving a little further away from him. "Can I be the same as you?"

Lin Zijun muttered to himself, "It's different. It might hurt more when they hit you."

"Tsk!" Lin Zhilan clicked her tongue softly.

Lin Zijun immediately forced a smile, "Then we'll head back now, goodbye Master!"

"Goodbye, Master." Qin Qing followed him out.

After the two younger students left, Dean Liu handed the file folder to Lin Zhilan, saying, "Your procedures at Yangcheng University of Traditional Chinese Medicine are complete. Report for duty on March 10th."

"So fast?"

Lin Zhilan took it and looked through the various documents.

"Since Chief Cheng has spoken, how can we not hurry?" Dean Liu said with a smile, "Dr. Lin, congratulations, you have a bright future ahead of you."

Lin Zhilan shook her head helplessly, "Dean Liu, please don't make fun of me. I'm so busy I could practically split myself into eight pieces, so... I still need your help."

"you say."

Lin Zhilan said, "Could our Traditional Chinese Medicine department hire another doctor? An experienced TCM doctor?"

Ye Congshan is about to retire, and Lin Zijun and Qin Qing are too young and inexperienced. Currently, the only one in the department who can hold things together is Lin Zhilan.

If she has to travel between the two places, the Traditional Chinese Medicine department simply won't have enough staff.

"An experienced traditional Chinese medicine doctor..." Dean Liu pondered for a moment, "You'll have to give me some time to find one."

"It's alright, no rush," Lin Zhilan said with a smile. "Just get things settled before I go to class."

"You call this not urgent?" Dean Liu said, both amused and exasperated.

With less than a month left before the start of the semester, finding an experienced and capable traditional Chinese medicine practitioner is not so easy.

Lin Zhilan smiled faintly, "I can't help it. What can I do? You're the dean."

"Alright, alright, you guys go back now, I'll think of something."

Lin Zhilan and Su Lang returned home carrying their things, where food and dishes were already laid out on the table.

Stir-fried shredded potatoes, scrambled eggs, and a plate of eggplant that didn't look very appealing.

The eggplant was overcooked; it had turned black.

Su Bingcheng brought over another bowl of soup. "You're back. Perfect timing for dinner. I cooked all the dishes today."

Linlin waved her little hand, signaling her mother to squat down.

"What's wrong?"

Linlin whispered in Lin Zhilan's ear, "Grandma said eggplants are poisonous and told us not to eat them."

The little girl knew to keep her voice down, but her whole family still heard her.

Lin Zhilan smiled and looked at her father-in-law.

Su Bingcheng cleared his throat twice. "Grandpa hasn't cooked in a long time. He'll be fine once he gets used to it."

"Dad is right."

Lin Zhilan chimed in with a compliment, patting her daughter's bottom, "Let Daddy take you to wash your hands, it's time to eat."

After washing their hands, everyone sat down at the dining table.

Su Bingcheng said, "You should all try it and give an objective evaluation. I will improve on any shortcomings in the future."

Jiang Chengzhou was the first to try the dish, picking up a piece of shredded potato with his chopsticks.

"..."

"How did Grandpa do?" Su Bingcheng asked expectantly.

Jiang Chengzhou: "It's the same as the dishes my uncle makes."

Su Lang almost choked. "Dad, you should try it yourself."

Su Bingcheng picked up a piece of eggplant and put it in his mouth.

The eggplant was overcooked; the skin was bitter, and the flesh inside wasn't flavorful.

He awkwardly put down his chopsticks. "Never mind, don't eat anymore. I'll go to the cafeteria to get you food."

Lin Zhilan said, "Dad, it's okay. Except for the eggplant, the other dishes are just a little bland, but it's edible. Besides, we can't waste food."

"I'm afraid the children won't eat; they're growing."

Jiang Chengzhou comforted his grandfather, "It's alright, just think of it as a meal to remember the bitter past and appreciate the sweet present."

His maternal grandfather's cooking was even worse than wild vegetable pancakes.

"..." Su Bingcheng was not comforted.

Worried that her two children would be picky eaters and refuse to eat, Lin Zhilan said to them, "If you two finish the rice in your bowls today, we'll buy seafood for you tomorrow."

"Is Grandpa still making it?" Jiang Chengzhou asked, holding the bowl.

"I'll do it," Lin Zhilan said.

"Then I'll learn from the side," Su Bingcheng immediately said.

He's currently idle, so it would be good if he could cook for the children.

Xu Yueyun also raised both hands in support.

"Auntie, I'll learn with you too," Jiang Chengzhou said.

He is now completely disappointed with his uncle's and grandfather's cooking skills.

He lives with his aunt, so his cooking must be delicious.

"Okay," Lin Zhilan agreed.

Xu Yueyun frowned and said, "You're so busy with work. If it's really not possible, we can just eat in the cafeteria. Let's not go through all that trouble."

"No trouble at all," Lin Zhilan said with a smile. "The New Year isn't over yet, so there aren't many patients in the department. Besides, I find cooking quite relaxing. The things sent to the capital before were all dried goods, so this time my parents can try some fresh seafood."

Su Lang secretly took some food from her daughter's bowl, earning Linlin a grateful smile in return.

"Then I'll come back early tomorrow." Su Lang ladled a spoonful of soup into his wife's bowl.

Of all the dishes on the table, this soup was the most appetizing.

Hearing Su Lang say this, Xu Yueyun frowned as she stared at him.