In fact, it's far from as good as it looks.

Jiang Wan seldom goes to the kitchen, so washing vegetables is fine, but chopping... is not so good.

"Doctor Jiang, I doubt it. When you operate on patients, are the strips so big?" Zhou Beishen picked up the potato shreds that Jiang Wan had cut. To be precise, they can no longer be called potato shreds, but potato cubes.

Jiang Wan was a little embarrassed, "I haven't cut vegetables much."

"Okay, just watch from the sidelines." Zhou Beishen took the knife from her hand, not intending to ask her to continue cutting.

Jiang Wan was even more embarrassed, obediently standing aside, like a child who did something wrong.

Zhou Beishen couldn't help laughing, coughed dryly, and sent her downstairs for soy sauce.

"Is there no one at home?" Jiang Wan asked, she really didn't want to go out.

"No, I didn't pay attention before." It's been a long time since I cooked at Jiang Wan's house last time, and he has long forgotten about it, so he didn't even think about buying it in the supermarket just now.

Hearing this, Jiang Wan had no choice but to change her shoes pitifully and go out to buy soy sauce.

Downstairs, at the canteen, the proprietress saw her coming, and she had a gossipy face, "Xiao Jiang, that was your boyfriend just now, right? I often see you two going in and out together."

The proprietress has greeted Jiang Wan several times, and she also knows that she is a doctor, so she treats her very well.

"No, no, you misunderstood. He lives opposite me, so we often go in and out together." Jiang Wan explained.

The proprietress smiled mysteriously, "Really? Why do I think he looks at you differently?"

After all, she is a person who has experienced a lot of things. The proprietress can naturally see that Zhou Beishen treats Jiang Wan differently. If it is just a neighbor, who will believe it?

Jiang Wan smiled dryly, paid the money quickly, got up and left with the soy sauce.

But on the way back, she couldn't help thinking.

Her relationship with Zhou Beishen has been getting closer recently, let alone the proprietress, and many people in the hospital have been asking her about her relationship with Zhou Beishen, and they probably feel that Zhou Beishen is her boyfriend.

Jiang Wan had a headache, but she didn't think about it.

Or, she is also waiting.

In the blink of an eye, the elevator had stopped, she came out, hurriedly shook off those extra thoughts, and when she walked home, everything was as usual.

"Hey, the soy sauce you want." Jiang Wan handed the soy sauce to Zhou Beishen, "Is there anything else I can do to help?"

"No need, you can sit in the living room for a while, and you can eat soon." Zhou Beishen said.

Zhou Beishen has already started cooking, and his movements are skillful. At this moment, he is not like Mr. Zhou, but like a chef.

Jiang Wan wanted to laugh when she saw it.

She turned and walked back to the living room, sat on the sofa and chatted with Jiang Tian, ​​and naturally talked about Zhou Beishen's cooking at her house.

Jiang Tian: It seems that I'm here for a meal, I haven't eaten the meal cooked by Mr. Zhou yet.

Jiang Wan glanced at the kitchen. Zhou Beishen was still busy, so she took the opportunity to secretly take a photo and sent it to Jiang Tian: You can't eat it anymore, so I can show you.

Jiang Tian: I didn't eat rice, but I ate a lot of dog food.

Jiang Wan rolled her eyes at her, and then asked her to find Xi Liang, who would be happy to cook for her.

Jiang Tian: Hehe.

Jiang Wan put away her phone and smiled very satisfied.

Randomly brushing up today's news, most of them are related to Zhou's family. Jiang Wan only found out today that the situation of Zhou's family is so bad.

She looked at Zhou Beishen in the kitchen, and she didn't seem to see any bad look on the man's face. Did he really not care? Still don't want to worry yourself?