Lu Cheng finally found time to enjoy a luxury boxed meal.
It was already past three o'clock.
Dai Linfang, having finished handling the patient with debridement and suturing, pushed the door open and glanced at Lu Cheng, his tone amused: "You're really a busy man, a meal can take you several hours."
Lu Cheng ignored Dai Linfang's tone: "It's good to have something to eat."
"What's the plan for tonight?"
"Liu Nongqiu is already considering whether to have barbecue rice tonight." Dai Linfang sat down and slid open his phone, accompanied by the sound of dance music from a young lady.
He lowered the volume, speaking casually: "Suturing technique is really impressive, someone like me can actually manage to perform Spleen Preservation Surgery barely."
"At the start, what made you think you could do it this way?"
Dai Linfang's expression became respectful.
