"Yes," Huo Mian told him the truth, and after some more silence…
Lin Mingyu finally said, "Come over to the municipal bureau, there's a restaurant called Bashu Sichuan Cuisine here, wait for me there."
"I will," Huo Mian said. After hanging up, she drove straight to the famous Sichuan restaurant near the municipal bureau.
Lin Mingyu strode in 15 minutes later, wearing a white lab coat; it seemed like he hadn't had the chance to change yet.
He still smelled like formaldehyde.
"I'm sorry, things have been really busy, and I didn't get a chance to change. Do you mind?"
"Not at all." Huo Mian smiled.
"Oh, I forgot that you're a doctor too, you must be used to the smell of formaldehyde."
Huo Mian handed him the menu. "Order whatever you want, it's on me."
"I'm fine with anything, you can decide," Lin Mingyu said as he pushed the menu back.
Huo Mian had no choice but to ask, "Do you eat spicy food?"
"Of course."