Mu Boyan had just finished performing surgery on Father Xu and then took on another operation.
By the time it ended, it was already 9:30 pm.
He sat on the bench in the changing room, pinched the bridge of his nose, and took out his phone to check it, noticing a message on WeChat.
It was a photo sent by Lin Chu.
There were four dish covers on the dining table.
The message was sent three hours ago.
He dialed Lin Chu's number, but she didn't answer.
He estimated that around this time, Lin Chu was likely taking a shower.
Mu Boyan got up quickly, changed his clothes, and left the hospital.
The car window was half down; the breeze swirled in, slightly disheveling the hair on his forehead.
Behind his glasses, his eyes sparkled with amusement, and his lips curled up slightly.
Having a woman waiting at home for him to come back for dinner was exactly the life he wanted.
Passing by a milk tea shop, Mu Boyan bought two cups of milk tea, the flavor Lin Chu liked.