After his wounds were cleaned, medicated, and bandaged, a few conspicuous patches of gauze and ointment now decorated Chen Ze's face.
"Alright, it's nothing serious. You'll be fine after a few days of rest," the doctor said as he packed up his instruments.
Chen Ze offered his thanks, then said to Yang Qi, "Brother Qi, you should go eat. I'm fine."
"Alright, you get some rest then. I'll go eat and bring a portion back for you," Yang Qi replied.
"Thanks, Brother Qi." Chen Ze didn't stand on ceremony.
Yang Qi nodded and turned to leave.
He went to the cafeteria and ate, then packed up a relatively generous portion to go. Carrying the lunchbox, he headed to the dormitory building.
Chen Ze lived in a two-person room; his roommate, another security guard, was off today.
Seeing Yang Qi return, Chen Ze got up from his chair to take the lunchbox. "Thanks, Brother Qi."
"Don't mention it. Go on and eat," Yang Qi said casually.
