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She wanted to call him back and scold him.

However, Jiang Yao only considered it and did not act on it. She sat back down and charged her phone.

There was no one coming or going from the hospital corridor. Jiang Yao slept soundly in her dormitory that night. She slept until the aroma from the kitchen awakened her.

Mrs. Jiang was cooking some porridge in the kitchen, and the fragrance drifted into the room.

"Did you put a lot of ingredients in it, Mom?" Jiang Yao put on her coat and entered the kitchen to investigate. "So, mushrooms, vegetables, shredded meat, ham, carrots, and shrimp? Did you go shopping this morning?"

"No, your teacher sent the shrimp in the morning. He said that he was aware that you enjoyed seafood. He bought some shrimp for you because the shrimp in the market today was very fresh." Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "I have never seen a better teacher than your teacher."