Two days passed, my injuries gradually healed and I was able to get out of bed and walk around.
Ding Yinuo had been with me these days. As long as he finished a surgery, he would come and see me.
Sometimes he barely spoke two sentences before the other nurses called him away.
Thus, he came back and forth like this ten plus times a day, sometimes eating his lunch next to me with his lunch box in hand.
His main goal was to keep me company.
By the time I could eat again, he would have his mother bring some porridge over.
When Ding's mother came, she also brought Little Rui Rui along.
The porridge was made form millet, containing some seafood and meat. It had been simmered till it was soft and tasty, carrying a hint of chicken's fragrance.
The taste was incredibly sweet upon the tongue.
"Auntie, how did you cook this porridge? It's so delicious!"
"Oh, you want to learn?"
"Yes, once I learn, I can try it myself!"
Mother Ding didn't hesitate,
