Not long after Dr. Guo and the nurse left, Ouyang Zijin came in carrying a tray of food.
"Come on, eat up, eat up! The food is from the canteen!"
Ordinary patients in the hospital can get a portion of patient meals without needing a Grain Ticket, let alone a soldier like Lu Jiang who has been injured for his country. Moreover, his position and rank allow him to enjoy a certain level of meals.
Ouyang Zijin had no shortage of tickets, and he went to great lengths to cater for Feng Qingxue, who had come from far away.
The dishes were cold mixed mung bean sprouts, pickled loofah stir-fried with pork, scrambled eggs with tomatoes and braised tofu. The staple food was corn grits brown rice.
"Little sister, there are not many good dishes in the canteen, please bear with it!" Those dishes were already the best in the canteen and there would be a long queue without connections. Ouyang Zijin had enough Grain Tickets, but he had nowhere to buy better food!