Zhou Shi grabbed a bowl, took more than half of the ramen for himself, and left only a small portion for He Zhiwei.
A bucket of ramen wasn't much to begin with, and after Zhou Shi had eaten most of it, He Zhiwei was left with only a few bites. The rest was just soup.
"Are you full?"
"..."
Silence.
He Zhiwei looked at Zhou Shi without saying a word, letting her gaze express all her feelings about whether she was satisfied or not.
"You have an injury on your foot, eat something good. Let me order some bone soup for you."
Zhou Shi pulled up a five-star hotel's food delivery app on his cellphone, scrolled through the menu, "How about I add a seafood porridge?"
"Okay."
He Zhiwei nodded, "What about you?"
"I'm full."
After confirming the order and paying, Zhou Shi turned to He Zhiwei, "Next time something like this happens, I hope you'll tell me right away."
"I'm fine, it's just a sprained foot."