It wasn't until this moment that he realized the whole house was filled with the aroma of beef soup.
Zhang Hao hurriedly placed the soup pot on the dining table and didn't forget to lay a heat-resistant mat underneath.
"You didn't need to make so much at once though; how long will I have to eat this?" Zhang Hao said.
"It's okay, it's better to make more at one time. In the future, when we don't feel like making breakfast, just putting some noodles in is very convenient. How about we have beef noodles tonight?"
Zhang Hao went to the kitchen and saw, as expected, chunks of beef brisket stewing in the rice cooker.
"It looks like you've already made up your mind about this, so let's go for beef noodles then, and I'll stir-fry a couple of side dishes as well," he said.
During the day, Zhang Hao had selectively shared events that happened at the hospital with He Qianhui.
"There really are a lot of odd patients in the hospital," said He Qianhui.
