Wen Yaozu looked up at Wen Ci and answered, "He went to the military district hospital to get his dressing changed. Before he left, he said he might be back late."
"Hm?"
Wen Ci was puzzled.
'Didn't he say he was going to the military district hospital tomorrow to get his dressing changed?'
'And why would he be back late?'
Wen Ci's brows knitted together. She wasn't familiar with the military district hospital, though. She looked down at the homework Wen Yaozu was doing. "How's it going? Is it difficult?"
"It's not hard."
Wen Yaozu looked up, blinking. "Sis, when are we going to the state-owned restaurant? Are we ordering from the menu or getting the ready-made dishes?"
Provincial-level state-owned restaurants had two service styles. For the main dining hall, you'd choose from pre-cooked dishes. For a private room, you could have one of the restaurant's chefs cook to order.
