When Lin Jie returned home in the evening, he found that An Kexin, An Kemeng, and Lin Miao had already returned earlier and prepared dinner.
Seeing the seven or eight dishes of aromatic seafood dishes on the table, Lin Jie smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad, it looks, smells, and tastes great. Whose culinary skills are these from a restaurant chef?"
Lin Miao linked arms with Lin Jie and giggled, "It was a bit late today, so Sister Kexin ordered some dishes from Freshness Pavilion Seafood Restaurant."
"When we have time to rest, we'll personally cook to celebrate for you, brother."
Lin Jie patted Lin Miao's head and said, "No need, it's the thought that counts."
"Besides, your contributions are part of my honor. That night's surgery, you were participants too."
"Brother Jie, I also made a significant contribution," An Kemeng said somewhat defiantly.
Lin Jie laughed and asked, "Oh, Kemeng, why don't you tell me your contributions, I didn't seem to notice them?"
