Wen ting had originally wanted to ask about the situation at the hospital, but he didn't expect Mu Sheng to hang up so quickly.
He looked at his phone in confusion, but before he could think about it, Han Yuan called him from not far away,"senior."
It was the middle of summer, so Han Yuan was not wearing a white coat. She was wearing a light yellow long dress, which made her look graceful and elegant, fresh and natural. A smile naturally appeared on Wen ting's face,"junior, welcome back."
Han Yuan smiled gently at Wen ting. The two of them were already very eye-catching, and now there were already many people looking in their direction,"senior, let's go back first. I've been on the plane for a long time, I just want to take a good bath now and wait for senior to feed me the pan-fried pork bun."
Although Wen ting's father couldn't see, after his retirement, he liked to stay at home and think about making good food for Wen ting, so he was good at cooking.