He sounded like he was choking. "No," he bit out, "but I'm close. You have half an hour. Get back here and cook for me." I was speechless. "Han Yi, don't you have any other friends in Jingcheng? Anyone at all?" "No!" he declared, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I suppressed a sigh. "I don't have time to cook. I have to get to the hospital. I'll order you some takeout, you'll hav