As if he had received the grace of some god of fate, Chiaki Kiriba and Shiho Miyao had experienced a rare peace in their lives.

Every morning, we go out at 7:30 am and rush to the outpatient morning shift of Mihua Central Hospital; finish the outpatient task at 12:00 am, and have a simple meal with Shiba who arrived in the hospital staff restaurant and then need to take the nearest Yamanote line to rush to Tokyo Institute of Technology; start at 1:30 pm, and serve as a general teaching assistant under the course offered by the professor who was familiar with him before, and learn some doctoral-level teaching materials provided in the library; have dinner with the professor at 6:00 pm to discuss some precautions for the new papers to be published, so that the professor can leave his work to other undergraduates in the future.

The child provided a draft of the abdomen; at 7:30 pm, he returned to Mihua Central Hospital, and checked the data of the hospital area in which the group was inspected according to Gregory's instructions, and was responsible for participating in the revision of some medical papers. Only at about 9:30 pm, Chia and Shibo, who met again, could drag their tired bodies back to Mihua Town, and strive to finish washing before eleven o'clock, so that the two of them could enjoy the last warm time of the day before bedtime - only at this time, they could hug each other and support each other's spirits that had been worn out in the day's fatigue in front of the TV.

And Shibao? Her time is similar, it is nothing more than the afternoon on duty, and the morning hours are just Swedish learning.

Under such circumstances, both of them became busy and only had a little more than half of the time to be with each other. Even in these precious 13 hours, more than 11 hours were sleep or working together in serious scenes like the hospital, which really allowed each other to be alone for very little time.

Physiologically and psychologically, Chiao and Shiba felt unprecedented pressure - their sleep time began to grow longer, their pace of life began to accelerate further, and sometimes, the last entertainment program of TV at night would end in a hurry due to the sudden fatigue of one of them.

The only good news is that they only need to be busy for 5 days a week and have time to rest on weekends to give themselves a chance to get rid of high-intensity work.

Of course, even if it is not a weekend, they have the right to take a day off and relax themselves for another day.

Thursday, November 24th - For ordinary people, this is not a special festival, but it is a completely different important time for the two people in Jujube and their friends.

Regarding the quality assurance that has spent two years in the United States, she really wants to take advantage of the situation today and spend a more relaxing day with Qianyu.

Because today is Thanksgiving.

...

2:40 pm.

"Welcome~" Opening the door, Qianyu looked at the guests who came to the door with gifts, expressing his welcome in this way.

"Long time no see," Hoshino Kaede walked into the door of the house with a big gift box with a smile. "According to your request, I brought the turkey, asked the chef at home to thaw in advance, and cleaned the semi-finished products of the internal organs and other parts!"

"This turkey..." Qianyu estimated the size of the packaging in disbelief. "How big is it? I always feel that it is not the amount we can solve at all?"

"I should have bought a heavyweight turkey, which should be about 30 pounds at the beginning." Hoshino Kaede glanced at his gift box, recalled it and said.

"It's too much," Qianyu looked at the direction of the kitchen with some embarrassment. "It's not that I can't put it down, but I just think we may not finish it. So far, what we know will come to eat should be... Shibo, how much meat can a 30-pound turkey produce?"

"What a turkey?" Shibo, who poked his head out of the kitchen, was full of astonishment expressions of plans that could not keep up with the changes. "30 lbs?"

"Well," Qianyu read the expression on Shibo's face. "Is it too big?"

"It's too big," Shibo glanced at the direction of the wall clock. "It's terrible to heat up five pounds in an hour. If this continues, can this thing be hot?"

"If the firepower is increased, and the roasting method is more particular, I think it should be fine," Qianyu spread his hands. "But the question is that, how much meat can a 30-pound turkey produce?"

"12-13 pounds, about this level," Shibao replied immediately. "Enough, the most people we are going to entertain today..."

"The three of us, Ifuku (Hoshino Kaede's object, has not appeared for hundreds of chapters), Doctor, Kudo and others, Suzuki and others, the three naughty children in the detective team, and Fujiwara and Sister Tsubasa. Three children of the eleven adults." Qianyu replied immediately. "I think it should be enough? In comparison, what may be short of bread or something."

"We purchased enough in the morning, so don't worry, and the drinks are quite sufficient." Shibo is confident about this. "According to experience, the probability of an adult eating a pound of cooked turkey is not high. There is definitely no need to worry about eating such a lot of turkey. To put it in a tone, it's better to worry about whether you can warm up the turkey at the agreed time."

"If this is the case, I will provide you with help later - I have read a similar paper before, and the knowledge points in it seem to be helpful."

"Are you going to use engineering to deal with turkeys?" Hoshino Feng looked at Qianyu with a very interesting expression. "For example, what mechanical engineering miracle are you going to use to modify the oven?"

"That might be a little difficult," Qianyu took a deep breath and signaled Hoshino Kaede to help with him. "But at least another way can be used to heat the turkey more evenly and quickly."

...

Just as they were busy, the doorbell rang again.

"Who is this point?" Qian Yu scanned the current time in the skull. "At 3:37, the high school student hasn't come back yet, right?"

As he said this, he took out a bone from the turkey's body and handed it to Shibao.

"They said it was about four o'clock, maybe it was too early?" Shibo took the bone and threw it into the trash can. "Or it might be Dr. Agasa?"

"Hoshino, go and have a look!"

"Well, even if I continue to stay here, I will just watch you two play acrobatics," Hoshino Kaede let go of the fruit box in his hand and walked towards the door with relief.

"Well, it seems that it's not a customer, but a delivery!"

"Delivery?" Qian Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Shibo.

Have they received anything recently?

Since late September, I have been facing various midterm exams...
Chapter completed!