Lin Jie returned home, it was already past ten in the evening.
An Kexin and Lin Miao, who were watching TV together in the living room, greeted him in unison.
"Brother, are you hungry? Do you want me to make you some supper?"
"Ah Jie, are you tired?"
Lin Jie patted Lele's head, who had run over affectionately, and replied, "Although I had takeaway for dinner, I ate quite a bit, so I'm not hungry."
"I'm not tired either."
An Kexin held Lin Jie's arm, asking with concern, "You look worried, is there something troubling you?"
"Not really anything worrisome, mainly a challenge with the surgical plan. I haven't figured out a good solution yet."
As they talked, the three of them went to the sofa and sat down together.
Lele crouched between Lin Jie and Lin Miao's legs.
"Brother, have some fruit!"
Lin Miao handed over a plate of cut fruit, and continued, "Brother, sometimes when you can't think of a good idea, don't force it. Just let it go for a while."
