Sophia Jackson searched on her screen for a well-reviewed baozi shop for ages but couldn't find one, so she had no choice but to leave the food delivery app and look through her contacts for a number: "Let's just order from a big restaurant; it's more reliable in terms of taste and ingredients."
Lyra Smith weakly lifted her hands: "By the time the baozi you order arrives, I'll be starved to death."
Sophia said, "I'm on it, making the call now."
Just as she was about to make the call, there was a knock on the hospital room door. Sophia said, "Come in," and the person outside pushed the door open.
"Uncle Ivan, good morning." Sophia waved.
Lyra turned her head and saw that it was indeed Ivan.
Ivan felt weary every time he heard the title "Uncle Ivan": "Miss Sophia, it's noon now, you should say good afternoon."
"Oh, it's afternoon now." Sophia asked, "Uncle Ivan, is something up?"
