Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 218

The meeting had been going on for the whole morning.

"This matter mainly depends on the patient's family as we can only dispense advice. After all, the patient is old and you know the risks involved without needing me to say it."

"I understand, sir." Everleigh looked serious. "I'll explain the stakes to the patient's family later."

"Okay, that's fine. Anyway, the plan is ready. If you want to operate, it would be best if we do it sooner."

"I understand."

Everleigh and Dr. Harrison walked down the corridor of the hospital as they discussed the details of the upcoming surgery. Both teacher and student had matching grave expressions as they spoke.

The moment Everleigh's phone rang, Dr. Harrison said, "That's it for now. Let's discuss the details after we confirm the family's choice for the patient. You go to work first. I have to go back to Ocpeace Medical University in the afternoon."

"Okay. Goodbye, sir."

After watching Dr. Harrison leave, Everleigh took out her phone from her pocket. A Whatsapp message popped up on her phone screen from Theodore.

"Do you know how to make a vegetable omelet?"

Everleigh was stunned for a moment and replied after hesitating for a while, "No, I don't."

The reply was almost instantaneous. "You should learn how to, including how to make chicken soup as well."

Through the phone screen, Everleigh could almost see Theodore's expressionless face. Surely he was typing these words as if he were speaking to one of his servants.

Did he think she was his personal chef? Or his waitress?

After a moment's hesitation, Everleigh replied, "Okay."

She had prepared several dishes that were difficult the day before. How could she not know how to make a simple dish like vegetable omelet? Wasn't it as simple as throwing the ingredients into the pan and frying them?

Later in the evening at the hospital.

Theodore was already waiting in the living room when Everleigh arrived.

"Where is Mr. Lawson?" Everleigh asked as she put down the lunchbox in her hand.

"He's gone back to the company."

"Why so early today?"

"Is it early?" Theodore glanced at his watch.

It was almost eight o'clock, and it was completely dark outside.

"Sorry I'm late. There was a traffic jam on the road." Everleigh said. When she was putting the things down, she saw the take-out box that was exactly the same as the day before on the table. Her movements stopped and she asked, "Have you eaten already?"

"No." Theodore closed the magazine in his hands and walked straight to the dining table. He pulled out a chair and sat down. "I'm not used to the food from the restaurants. That's yours."

As he said this, he took the box from Everleigh's hand and opened the lid.

A portion of vegetable omelets stared back up at him. It looked a little burnt, but from the appearance, it was more edible than the meat she made from the day before.

Theodore picked up some of the egg with a fork and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it twice before swallowing it. Then, he raised his head and asked, "Did you make this?"

"Yes." Everleigh nodded, a little nervous. "How is it?"

Theodore hid the astonishment in his eyes and said, "It's a little bland."

Hearing his evaluation, Everleigh breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that it's bland. You can't have something that's too salty, and I didn't put salt in it on purpose. Just eat it like this. Here, there's also chicken soup."