Cheng Zhouyu, unable to avoid it any longer, said, "Doctor Ding, how about showing some grace?"
Ding Yiyuan turned and gave a cold laugh, "Where is your face?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhouyu's expression changed. If it had been earlier, he would have retorted without showing any weakness, but this time, he just managed a forced smile after stiffening up and didn't say anything else.
Ding Yiyuan scoffed again and walked away carrying her lunch box.
Ruan Liuzheng felt that a serious situation had arisen. Her eyes turned towards Ning Zhiqian, who was busy figuring out which dish tasted best and then he loaded up a big bowl and presented it to her like a treasure.
She took the bowl and moved aside, avoiding the busy nurses, and quietly asked him, "What exactly is going on?"
His thoughts were completely out of sync with hers as he responded, "We're eating, Cheng Zhouyu is back from abroad and treating us."
