"Thank you!" He Zhilan didn't put on too many airs. He Teng was indeed severely injured this time and needed good nutrition to recover. However, the lack of a kitchen was her biggest problem. Since Muhe had already said as much, it would be inappropriate for her to refuse any further.
Muhe brushed off her gratitude and looked at He Teng's scrutinizing gaze. He gave a small laugh and explained, "Xing Ye and I are good friends, and your wife is acquainted with us. Don't worry."
Upon hearing Xing Ye's name, He Teng's brows relaxed slightly. After all, he and Zhilan had no relatives in the capital. A doctor's kindness to them would naturally raise suspicions for a man as cautious as him.
Zhilan glanced at He Teng lying in the hospital bed and then at the caregivers waiting outside. Lowering her voice, she said, "Brother Muhe, I think we should replace the caregiver with a female one. I'm not being sexist, but don't you think women tend to be more attentive when caring for others?"
