"Jiyan, it seems that you haven't changed your habit of eating secretly after so many years." Doctor Zhou pushed open the door and entered confidently. He immediately saw Doctor Sun, whose hair and beard had turned white. "I heard everything on the way in. I didn't expect that even Jiyan would be led astray by you."
Upon hearing Doctor Zhou's voice, Zhao Zhan stood up to welcome him. "Doctor Zhou, you made it."
Doctor Sun had already quickly picked up the meat and placed it in the bowl. His mouth was scalded so badly that he didn't dare to close it, nor was he willing to spit it out. "This meal is a delicacy to eat in winter. "
"Doctor Zhou." Sun Jiyan stood up and bowed. Then, he looked at his master helplessly. "Master, please give me a piece."
