Female Chef

When he had been in the first general surgery department, he would take a cab home after being paged for surgery in the middle of the night. Occasionally, he would cook himself a packet of instant noodles before going to bed.

Zheng Ren recalled that cold, lonely period in his life, smiling when he realized that there was someone that would think of him now.

"Instant noodles," he blurted directly from his mind, unintentionally.

He regretted it the moment the words left his mouth.

The story Su Yun told him was like a crow, persistently circling his head.

Xie Yiren was surprised for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sure; I can assure you that I'm an expert at cooking instant noodles."

Hmm? Zheng Ren was bewildered.

It actually worked?

Xie Yiren kicked the engine into gear and the car slowly left the basement parking lot of Sea City General Hospital.

Within three minutes, they had reached her mansion.