Inside the hospital.
A few people were slowly eating their meal.
Xu Liang was eating and smiling, and anyone could see he was in a pretty good mood.
Yang Ruoxi took a big piece of egg, stuffed it in her mouth, and felt the tangy sweet juice fill her mouth, instantly feeling a rush of happiness.
Then she looked at Xu Liang, who was occasionally chuckling, and asked in confusion:
"Why are you laughing?"
"Oh, nothing, just thought of something funny."
Xu Liang snapped back to reality and gave her a smile.
After returning from the market, he came to the hospital, as for how he cooked the meal...
Near the hospital, there were stoves that only charged a firewood fee for the use by patients' families, and welfare-type eateries where you could cook for one or two yuan, which he had used many times.
Besides the three of them, there were four other people in the ward.
They were Feng Nan and three other patients.
