I listened to my sister's words today.

Ye Shihan placed a thick stack of reports on her tutor's desk with a bang and breathed a sigh of relief.

Before she could completely relax, the ringing of her cell phone broke her peace.

The word "Mom" appeared on the screen.

"Shihan, your sister said she wants to come over to watch you play! We are old and don't know what you like to eat, so you should book a restaurant."

"Don't overdo the main course, keep it light...you arrange it!"

The voice from the other end of the phone was familiar and a little hurried, and Ye Shihan couldn't help but raise a smile.

After hanging up the phone, she immediately took out her cell phone, quickly found several restaurants she often went to, and carefully considered them one by one.

Her mind began to quickly filter the characteristics of each restaurant like a movie.

The steak at that French restaurant is amazing, but the flavor is a bit strong, so my mom might not like it.

Another newly opened Japanese restaurant serves light and delicate dishes, but my sister loves the heavy-flavored braised pork!

After choosing from left to right, her eyes fixed on a familiar restaurant.

This restaurant not only has the signature bird's nest soup that is suitable for all ages, but also caters to the internet-famous dishes preferred by young people, such as charcoal-grilled lamb chops and deep-fried durian.

Having made up her mind, she quickly called the restaurant manager.

"Manager Li, are you free now? Reserve a private room for me!"

After hanging up the phone, he immediately became troubled again: what dish should he order? He tapped the table with his fingers, frowning slightly.

The grilled lamb chops are a must, the cheese baked oysters are also a must, and there is also the recently popular cheese crab burger, my sister will definitely love it!

As for the deep-fried durian, even though my mom doesn’t usually eat it, I love it!

Of course, my sister’s favorite braised pork is the highlight.

Ye Shihan seemed to be able to see her sister's eyes lighting up instantly when she picked up a piece of crystal clear, soft and delicious braised pork.

In order to take care of her mother and the elders in the family, she also specially ordered several light and healthy dishes, such as cold bamboo shoots, stewed bird's nest and steamed cod, which are delicious and nourishing to the stomach.

After finalizing the menu, she worriedly instructed the manager, "This dish must be prepared well. Fresh ingredients are paramount, and the taste must be authentic!"

After hanging up the phone, he leaned back in his chair, his eyes slightly out of focus, half open and half closed, and a vivid picture began to emerge in his mind - at the round table.

The table was filled with steaming delicacies, my father laughed heartily, my mother's eyes were full of love, my sister was chewing food, and the air was filled with the warm smell of fireworks.

This was the scene she had longed for, seemingly within reach, yet unsettling.

I held the phone tightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on my palms. I didn't know if it was because of anticipation or nervousness.

I took a deep breath, quickly opened the chat software, and sent the restaurant address to my mother.

After sending the message, she stared at the screen, as if afraid that the other party would have any hesitation or doubt.

It wasn't until the word "Received" popped up in the dialog box that she relaxed her tense shoulders.

Back in the dormitory, the moment she opened the door, the familiar smell that hit her face brought her back to her senses.

The dormitory was empty, the curtains were half-drawn, and scattered sunlight shone through the gaps onto the desk.

She threw down her bag, walked to the closet in two or three steps, opened the door, and saw a row of clothes hanging quietly. She finally stopped at a fresh dress. The white fabric was dotted with elegant floral patterns. It was exactly the simple yet warm feeling she wanted.

A sailor wearing a gray coat turned around and stood in front of the mirror, looking at his appearance carefully - his hair was a little messy.

She picked up the comb and gently combed her hair, her eyes falling on her own in the mirror, a hint of excitement and a little panic.

She paused for a moment in her makeup bag, and finally just applied a little light pink lipstick to add a bit of vitality to her face.

After finally checking the cell phone and car keys in her bag, she picked up her coat and stood at the door.

The moment she turned around to close the door, she subconsciously paused, took a deep breath, and then disappeared into the corridor with a bit of inexplicable eagerness.

Arriving at the school parking lot, I walked into an Aston Martin as if I were familiar with the place.

…….dividing line…….

Jiang Ling held the medical record of Wen's grandson tightly in her hand. On the table next to her, the heart that had just been modeled was presented to everyone in a nearly perfect simulation state.

Almost everything about that heart was abnormal.

Members of the medical team held a heated discussion surrounding the miniature heart.

Some people quickly outlined the surgical route with a pen, some discussed the suture details in a low voice, and others kept adjusting the modeling image and listing the possible risks one by one.

Others constantly operate the control screen to enlarge and rotate various types of image data to accurately display every detail of the defective area.

The entire team is like a perfectly functioning machine, with every gear working efficiently and effectively.

The other chief doctors of the hospital also changed their usual calmness and stood by, watching all this intently.

With a complex expression - a mixture of awe and curiosity.

What they watched was not only the way this world-class medical team worked together, but also their decisiveness and precision in solving medical problems.

An elderly doctor in the crowd couldn't help but sigh in admiration, "Such speed and efficiency are truly unprecedented."

The discussion is still going on, but what is even more shocking is the advanced medical equipment.

It completed the scan and print at an almost unbelievable speed, a young doctor couldn't help but whisper to his colleagues.

"From the moment the patient was pushed onto the scanning table to the moment the heart model was printed, it took less than 20 minutes. It was like something out of a science fiction movie."

Another person nodded in agreement: "Not only is it fast, but the precision is also a state of the art. Even the smallest detail, 0.1 millimeter, is perfectly reproduced."

Time flies, and the discussion of the whole team gradually draws to a close in a tense atmosphere.

An hour later, the final surgical plan was finalized. The head of the medical team stood up and announced the details of the plan with a firm look on his face.

Jiang Ling looked at the surgical plan and nodded slightly.

At this moment, the doctors watching suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

The applause was filled with joy and excitement, as well as sincere admiration for this medical feast.

A senior director murmured, "Even with the most advanced equipment, this kind of surgery is beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Another doctor couldn't help but sigh: "This kind of team and technology are truly worthy of the title 'world-class'."

The applause gradually died down, but the atmosphere in the conference room remained heated.

People's eyes fell on the modeled heart again, but Jiang Ling's hands had already begun to flip through the surgical plan, his eyes calm and deep.