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Shu Pan prepared the congee, poured it into a thermos, and quickly delivered it to the hospital.

Upon seeing Shu Pan again, Gu Shaoting smiled with understanding. “Quick, bring the congee. I’m starving,” he beckoned to Shu Pan.

Shu Pan served him a bowl of congee, perfectly cooked with a smooth and velvety texture. The rice grains sparkled with a white glow, creating a delightful taste in the mouth.

Whether it was hunger or the deliciousness of the congee, Gu Shaoting surprisingly finished the bowl quickly.

Soon, even the congee in the thermos was gone. “It’s so delicious. I want to eat it again tomorrow,” Gu Shaoting licked his lips and expressed his desire.

Shu Pan was taken aback by how he devoured the congee. Did he think he was eating some rare delicacy?

“I have something to do tomorrow, and eating it every day might get boring, ” Shu Pan refused. She couldn’t take leave frequently.

“Others repay kindness with their bodies, but I’m just asking for a bowl of congee…” Gu Shaoting paused, adopting a submissive tone, making Shu Pan feel like he had no gratitude.

Shu Pan looked at him, as if realizing for the first time that he was shameless. How did she not notice this before?

“I’ll bring it to you after work tomorrow,” she reluctantly agreed, burdened by the label of a benefactor.

“Wouldn’t that be too hard for you?” Gu Shaoting pretended to be considerate. “Not at all,” Shu Pan replied, seeing through his insincere demeanor.

Gu Shaoting finally smiled satisfactorily.

In the evening, Song Can and Tong Fei went to the hospital to visit Gu Shaoting. Tong Fei had work arrangements during the day.

“Shaoting, how are you? I was so scared when I heard the news,” Tong Fei’s expression was exaggerated, making it look unnatural.

“Doing fine,” Gu Shaoting didn’t even lift his eyelids.

“That’s good.” Tong Fei awkwardly clasped her hands, a bit unsure of what to say.

“Shaoting, this is your fiancée Tong Fei, or should I say, the international supermodel,” Song Can smiled as he introduced Tong Fei to Gu Shaoting. Gu Shaoting finally glanced at her and coolly said, “I don’t know her.”

Tong Fei felt a bit embarrassed; she didn’t expect Gu Shaoting, after losing his memory, to be like this—more indifferent and sarcastic in his speech.

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But to avoid making Tong Fei uncomfortable, Song Can spoke up, “You’ve lost your memory, it’s normal not to remember, but Feifei really cares about you. She rushed over to see you even after a tiring day at work.”

Gu Shaoting acted as if he hadn’t heard.

Just when the atmosphere became awkward, Shu Pan entered with a thermos in hand.

Seeing Song Can and Tong Fei still in the room, Shu Pan couldn’t help but inwardly lament. Did she forget to check the almanac before leaving today? How did she run into them again?

Helpless, Shu Pan braved the situation and walked in. After placing the thermos on the table, she hesitated, not knowing what to do next. Frowning, Gu Shaoting said, “I want to have congee.”

“I’ll do it,” Tong Fei, eager to show kindness, hurried over to help.

“No, I want Panpan to pour it,” Gu Shaoting firmly refused.

The three people in the room were stunned. Shu Pan wondered if this man wanted to cause her more trouble. The other two were surprised at when Gu Shaoting and Shu Pan had become so close. In their memory, Gu Shaoting wouldn’t address people this way, not even a lover.

Song Can and Tong Fei exchanged glances, uncertain about how to handle the situation..