After returning to the ward, Shen Yunfang took out lunch boxes and a thermal flask from her cloth bag and filled the small bedside cabinet.
Every time Shen Yunfang opened one, Pangpang and Manman gave her face with a wowed exclamation, and by the time she had all the lunch boxes open, the three of them were already seated beside her, eager to start.
"Your meals are really quite good," a family member from the bedside next to them said, staring at the spread Shen Yunfang brought with a touch of envy.
"Hehe, my husband just transferred here, and seeing all his injuries, I didn't know what else to do but to make a few of his favorite dishes at home to help him recover," Shen Yunfang politely said, "Auntie, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? Why don't you join us for a bite?"
"No, no, I've already eaten; you go ahead," was the typical response at this time. Who would have the audacity to eat a stranger's food on their first meeting?
