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Bo Han raised his eyes to meet hers: "It's delicious."

And it unexpectedly suited his appetite, because it tasted a bit like what his mother had made.

He hadn't had this taste in years.

Lin Wan breathed a sigh of relief: "Then eat more."

Perhaps Bo Han was really too hungry. He ate silently and elegantly. Although he was slow, he still finished the bowl of rice she filled and the dishes on the table.

So much so that Lin Wan wanted to remind him not to eat too much all at once, otherwise it would be bad for his stomach.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks and met her eyes again: "This meal is the most delicious meal I have ever had before coming to Yecheng. Thank you very much, Lin Wan."

Lin Wan smiled: "It's a piece of cake. If you enjoy the meal, I will be happy."

The next second, she saw Bo Han's eyes becoming slightly more searching and searching.

She realized that her words were too explicit, and immediately added: "After all, you are now my patient. The most important thing about your disease is to keep a happy mood. If you are in a good mood, you will get better faster."

Bo Han's lips curled up slightly: "You're right."

Only when he is in a happy mood can his illness be cured. Over the years, Shen Xingluo has treated him many times, but he has never been able to recover.

Probably the main reason is that he is filled with hatred. Without that hatred, his life would be much easier and his illness would probably get better.

But it should be soon. After he has avenged all the revenge he deserves, he can truly put down his shackles and live a normal life.

An imperceptible cruelty flashed across Bo Han's eyes.

Although the strangeness in his eyes was just fleeting, Lin Wan still saw it.

She thought that he must be thinking about her grudges with the Bo family again. She had never seen him look like this before.

"Mr. Bo, actually..."

She wanted to persuade him to let go of his obsession, because his life is actually very good now. The achievements he has achieved are beyond the reach of thousands of people in this life. He can just focus on himself and live a free and comfortable life. Life, the most important thing, is a life in which you can gain happiness.

Lin Wan hesitated to speak, because in his dark brown eyes, there was always a sense of alienation from people thousands of miles away.

She was just his personal doctor and an ordinary friend at best, so how could she be qualified to say such things to him?

"What do you want to say?" Bo Han asked, seeing how she wanted to say but didn't dare.

"It's okay, take a rest, it's time for you to do acupuncture." Lin Wan stood up and prepared to put away the dishes.

"Let me do it myself." He stretched out his hand to stop her.

The slightly cool fingertips touched the back of her hand, and a strange feeling flowed through her body.

Lin Wan reflexively avoided it because she was subconsciously afraid that she would fall involuntarily and wanted to get closer.

But Bo Han is a thoughtful person, so he wonders if he will notice her thoughts.

Lin Wan quickly found an explanation: "Your hands are very cold. It seems that you need to recuperate them well. Drink more soup to replenish them."

Bo Han's hand hung in the air for two seconds, then he pulled it back and said, "You are my doctor, not my nanny, so you shouldn't do these tasks."

As he spoke, he began to clear away the dishes.

Because he likes to live alone and doesn't like to be disturbed, he actually always does these housework by himself.

It's just that outsiders have only seen his aloof side on weekdays, and have never seen him do anything personally and down-to-earth when he is alone at home.

Lin Wan watched Bo Han put the dishes back into the kitchen and put them in the automatic dishwasher in an orderly manner. After the dishes were washed, he picked them up one by one, wiped them clean, and put them back in the kitchen cabinets.

She finally understood why this home looked so tidy. It turned out that in addition to mysophobia, he also had obsessive-compulsive disorder and wanted to make everything perfect without leaking.

Bo Han walked out of the kitchen, still looking handsome and noble, without a drop of dust on his face.

Before he raised his eyes, Lin Wan quickly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to pretend to check his phone.

When she felt his eyes on her, her cheeks turned red with guilt.