Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
Leo stood in the quiet space of the clinic, feeling a bit embarrassed as he explained his recent actions to Douglas: "Sorry, doctor... I haven't been to the slum much before, so I ended up walking a bit too far." His voice carried a hint of apology, and his eyes revealed a touch of awkwardness. For him, this experience was both a novel adventure and a firsthand insight into life in the lower strata of society.
Upon hearing this, Douglas couldn't help but roll his eyes, showing a hint of helplessness and concern. He turned and walked down the corridor, with Leo quickly following behind. As they walked, Douglas began to complain about the environment: "What's there to see? It's just dirty and old, and disgusting." His tone was filled with dissatisfaction with the slum environment and concern for Leo's safety.
After speaking, Douglas found a place to rest and sat down on a slightly worn chair. He pulled out two bowls of instant noodles from the side and casually tossed one to Leo. Leo took the noodles and smiled in gratitude. Douglas then tore open the noodle packaging and continued speaking, "It's so dirty outside, and that woman just now was covered in germs. What if you get an infection from your wound...sigh, you young people." His voice carried a hint of helplessness and worry, clearly genuinely concerned about Leo's health and safety.
Douglas picked up a nearby kettle and accurately poured hot water into the noodles, causing them to start making bubbling sounds and releasing a tempting aroma. He casually picked up an old magazine and lightly placed it on top of the noodle bowl to help it absorb the water better. Seeing this, Leo followed suit and patiently waited for the noodles to be ready.
At that moment, Douglas suddenly frowned, seeming dissatisfied with the dinner in front of him. He said, "Hey... you're still eating instant noodles while recovering, what's the deal." There was a hint of helplessness and reproach in his tone. Then, unwillingly, he stood up and walked to the nearby cabinet. The cabinet seemed to contain all sorts of odds and ends, and Douglas began rummaging through it, finally digging out a packet of dried vegetables.
Looking at the dried vegetables in his hand, Douglas seemed to have found a way to make the dinner more abundant. He turned around and poured the dried vegetables into Leo's instant noodles, as if this could add nutrition and care to this simple dinner. This action surprised Leo, but more than that, it moved him. In this simple yet warm clinic, Douglas was taking care of Leo in his own way. Even if it was just a bowl of instant noodles, he hoped to make it a little better.
This bowl of instant noodles with dried vegetables not only satisfies Leo's hunger but also comforts his soul. In this unfamiliar environment, Leo feels the care and thoughtfulness of Douglas. Even though it's just a simple meal, this care makes it especially precious. Leo silently thanks this doctor, who may be tough on the outside but has a soft heart, for the support and companionship during this rehabilitation journey.
As he waits for the noodles to cook, Douglas takes off his reading glasses and seems to be watching some news or information on his tablet. His gaze is focused as he occasionally taps the screen to switch content. Feeling a bit bored, Leo looks around at the old medical equipment and the simple clinic, filled with curiosity. He wants to find a topic to break the silence.
Finally, Leo casually asked, "Douglas... with your exceptional medical skills, why do you choose to stay here? Wouldn't it be better to open a clinic in any downtown area?" His tone carried sincere curiosity, but as soon as the words left his mouth, Leo suddenly felt an odd atmosphere, worried that he might have asked an inappropriate question.
Douglas shifted his gaze from the tablet and slowly turned towards Leo. In that moment, Leo felt an unprecedented sense of tranquility and solemnity, as if Douglas's eyes held a story waiting to be heard. After a brief silence, Douglas finally spoke, his voice tinged with contemplation: "This question... it's not that I don't want to, but I have my own reasons."
After listening to Douglas's explanation, Leo nodded to express his understanding of Douglas's choice and said somewhat apologetically, "Oh... so there's a reason behind it... okay, I understand." He sensed that Douglas seemed a bit impatient with the topic, perhaps because it touched on some personal reasons he didn't want to discuss, possibly carrying some private emotions. Leo realized that everyone has their own stories and choices, and their decisions often hide profound reasons and emotions, all of which deserve respect.
To avoid making the atmosphere awkward, Leo decided not to ask further and instead turned his attention back to the instant noodles in front of him. Coincidentally, the noodles were ready, so he quickly moved the magazine that was pressing down on them.
As Leo gently moved the magazine aside, the steaming instant noodles revealed themselves, filling the simple clinic with a fragrant aroma that seemed to ease the subtle tension in the space. Leo attempted to put the awkward conversation behind him and focused on the simple yet comforting dinner in front of him. He picked up his fork and gently stirred the noodles in the bowl, watching the delicate bubbles rising in the steam, feeling a hint of anticipation in his heart.
The hot soup of the instant noodles emitted a slight steam, and the dehydrated vegetables gradually regained their vitality in the hot water, becoming vibrant in color, adding a lot of color and nutrition to this bowl of instant noodles. Leo carefully blew on the hot soup to avoid burning his mouth, then took small sips to taste it. Although the flavor of the instant noodles was ordinary, at this moment, it held a special taste for Leo, as if each bite contained the care of Douglas and the memory of this evening.
Douglas also began to eat his instant noodles, but his movements seemed more casual. As he ate, he occasionally glanced at the tablet in his hand, as if the news or messages on it still held his attention. This made the atmosphere at the table somewhat distracted, with everyone immersed in their own thoughts, but this tranquility also had its own unique comfort and warmth.
As they ate, Leo suddenly spoke, trying to break the silence: "Dr. Douglas, these instant noodles are really good, the taste completely changes after adding vegetables." His voice carried a hint of grateful awkwardness, hoping to ease the previous awkwardness through this topic. Douglas listened, a slight smile appearing on his lips as he set down the tablet and responded, "Yeah, sometimes life just needs a little change to keep it from being too dull." His words carried a deeper meaning, adding a touch of philosophy to this simple dinner.
Comment 0 Comment Count