Fang Zhuoyue's plain congee still needed some time before it was ready, so Jiang Feng first carried over to the emergency room his specially made "love-boiled broccoli" and "love-stir-fried broccoli" for Jiang Shoucheng.
Having worked a stressful morning in the ER, where he was also thrice mistaken for a security guard in the main hospital building, Jiang Shoucheng was frightened to almost turn the color of broccoli when he saw the love-filled lunch delivery from his younger brother.
It looked green on first glance, but upon closer inspection there were even some whitish hues.
Jiang Shoucheng gulped down the broccoli with a mixture of misery and resignation, profoundly understanding for the first time how Great Aunt felt eating her sports-special meals every day, and his respect for her grew even further.