Zhu Cheng probably didn't expect Yan Daoxin to agree so readily, and as a result, he casually added a condition.
He hesitated slightly, seemingly not daring to agree to this matter so easily. However, fearing that a direct refusal might displease Yan Daoxin, he ambiguously agreed since he wouldn't agree to help diagnose even a single person.
Fortunately, the food was delivered shortly after, temporarily alleviating the somewhat awkward atmosphere.
Zhu Yu found the meal quite pleasing to her taste. On one hand, she had been eating the same flavor for so long, and suddenly being without it for months made her miss it a little. On the other hand, due to recent travels, she hadn't had many comfortable meals.
Seeing her eating with relish, Lu Qing glanced at the not-so-delicate and rare dishes on the table. Estimating that her recent travels only allowed her to eat flatbreads with fruit, he discreetly placed a few pieces of food from sections further from Zhu Yu into her bowl.
