Su Nanxing returned to her place and was researching some material when she felt a faint rumble of protest from her stomach.
Only then did she realize it was time for dinner.
Taking out her phone, she prepared to order some takeout.
Being new to the Capital and unfamiliar with the area, she had no intention of going out to eat.
As for future meals, she could solve that problem at the Capital Hospital cafeteria.
As she was browsing her phone for something tasty to eat, she heard someone knocking at the door.
Strange?
Who would be knocking at her door?
Standing at the entryway, Su Nanxing called out, "Who is it?"
"Open up," Fu Yanzhou's voice came from the other side, "It's me."
Su Nanxing hurriedly opened the door, "Why are you here?"
Fu Yanzhou was standing at the doorway without his wheelchair, tall and thin, wearing a black silk shirt with a pen of the same color clipped to the pocket on his chest.
