Blair said, "I'm ordering mine hot. The ice cubes melt and water it down."

Hearing her comment, Niles changed his mind at once. He was picky.

“Well, this place is air conditioned. I'll cool down eventually. No ice, please."

“Okay, milk tea's taken care of. What about dinner?" Blair wanted to buy him a meal too. He was running himself ragged for her.

“Then just get some takeout too. I'm not going anywhere," he said as he leaned lazily on the sofa, playing games on his phone. He was so tired. Having to go to a restaurant would just be a pain.

Blair nodded and then reminded him, “Okay, we'll order in tonight. But

I wouldn't do that too often. It's not good for you.”

"I know," he said without raising his head.

After placing the orders, Blair leaned against the headboard to wait for the food.

She wanted to start a conversation with Niles, but the boy was lost in the world of mobile gaming. She had nothing else to do but play on her phone as well.

She took a picture of her bandaged leg and posted it in her WeChat

Moments. She captioned, “Luckily it's not serious."

She set the post to be only accessible to Wesley. That meant only

Wesley could see it.

Anyway, he had already known she had a car accident. This post would set his mind at ease.

But then she wondered why he didn't call her.

A few moments Later, their food came. It was all barbecue. Niles' idea.

He grabbed a table and arranged all the boxes of barbecue on it.

He helped Blair walk to the sofa and sat her down. Looking at the spread, which took up much of the table, Blair asked, "Niles, is that really necessary?"

She suddenly felt a little guilty. She was a patient and it wasn't cool to eat barbecued food at a hospital. Moreover, they had ordered way too much food.

Just then, there was a rumbling sound of a plane outside the window but the two of them didn't pay any attention

Niles walked to the bathroom and washed his hands. He brought a wet towel for her to wipe her hands too.

“It's okay. I'm a doctor here.

Doctors eat too. I ordered some less spicy barbecue for you. Don't worry. Let's dig in.”

She protested, “Less spicy is less delicious."