"Mom, I've started cooking the rice and already cut the meat, which I've put in the fridge. You can fry it yourself when you come back..."
"I'll message you after picking up Nanshu to let you know if I'll come back to eat." Lu Cheng texted Tian Hui as he drove off to Zhang City.
"I'll cook myself when I'm back, just rest well, okay?" Tian Hui replied with a hint of complaint, knowing Lu Cheng had a night shift yesterday.
"The ER wasn't busy yesterday, I just dozed off in the consultation room. And I bought you a box of soda water, remember to drink it."
"There's almost no room left at home." Lu Cheng sent the message and started the engine to head off.
Tian Hui's voice message came back: "You haven't finished the ones you bought earlier, why did you get more? The water you mentioned doesn't taste good, it's a bit sweet."
"Sweet or not, the doctor said during your last check-up that you have chronic gastritis, you need to take medicine slow and nourish it gradually."
