C600 Steal

"Dr. Qian, here's your breakfast. Shall I bring it in for you?" The nurse, clad in heavy protective gear that obscured her expression, simply nodded politely and spoke with a muffled voice.

"No, that's alright. I can take it myself!" Qian Zheng realized that Jiang Yan'er, who was hiding behind the door, was tugging at his left arm—the one he was using to hold the door