"Yiren, don't cook at home tonight. It's so troublesome. Let's go to the entrance and eat beef noodles, okay?" Zheng Ren said as they got into the car.
To him, eating was secondary.
Little Yiren had been busy for two hours just for a meal, and Zheng Ren was tired just looking at her.
"How can we do that? You guys have been busy all day. " Yiren looked straight ahead and focused on starting, casually denying Zheng Ren's statement.
"Boss, it's fun to cook." "Yiren, what are we having for dinner?" Su Yun laughed.
"I don't know. I don't seem to have any ingredients at home." Xie Yiren was also a bit distressed.
These two days, in order to welcome Dr. Mehar, the relevant departments had to take leave of absence. Yiren couldn't leave early, so she waited in the hospital to see if there was anything she could help with.
If professor Mehal wanted to see Zheng Ren's surgery again, he would not be in a hurry.
