Thanks to the thermos bucket, the soup was still hot when they arrived at the hospital. Jiang Yao handed the spoon over to Lu Xingzhi, reminding him, "It's hot. Drink it with caution. I even brought you some grilled pork buns. Eat two to satisfy your cravings."
When Jiang Yao prepared those things for him, Lu Xingzhi stared at Jiang Yao without blinking. Or rather, since Jiang Yao entered the room, Lu Xingzhi had never looked away.
He took the spoon from Jiang Yao's grasp, lowered his head, and sipped. He praised, "It's very fresh." Then, after a pause, he quickly asked, "How was your lunch? What did you talk about?"