This sensation has always been peculiar. Observing others eating made you feel at ease. However, when it was your turn to eat, you encountered minor obstacles.

It felt like no one could comprehend. It seems like you're weary of hearing this mundane "just eat, what's the big deal?" But no, there were difficulties, and they were not some trivial matter.

Your surgeon happened to be passing by and noticed you quietly discarding your lunch and glancing around to ensure no one noticed through the transparent hospital glass partitions.

He appears to be intrigued by your actions, as he is aware of your underweight and knows that you sometimes are purging if you cannot throw your food in the trash can in your ward.