Chapter 430 Feng Tianlai, Don't You Want to Do It Anymore? ! ! (1 Chapter)

When medical experts across the country were still studying the disease, and they hadn't found a definite way to stop this large-scale sudden disease, there was a great news from the First People's Hospital of Yinzhou City-- --- Two patients with the same disease in their hospital got better.

This news, like a rainstorm after a long drought, spread among the medical community, patients and their families at a frightening speed.

"No way? Are the patients in Yinzhou First People's Hospital getting better?"

"Damn it, Yinzhou City's medical level is good. They have found a solution to this kind of disease that all major experts in the country have not dealt with."

"Mom, tomorrow we will transfer to Yinzhou First People's Hospital, and you will be fine soon."

"My wife, your illness is cured. It is really cured. The First People's Hospital of Yinzhou City can treat you."

"Damn it! I must give Yinzhou First People's Hospital a thumbs up. This is really an amazing thing!"

"Doctors of Yinzhou First People's Hospital, I love you, mu~ma~"

It can be said that when this news became known to more and more people, the name of Yinzhou First People's Hospital became famous all over the country.

It's just that a piece of news that came later caused everyone to collapse directly.

"What did you say? It wasn't the medicine prescribed by the doctor at Yinzhou First People's Hospital that made the two patients better, but a porridge?"

"Hey, let me go, my brain, how could this damn be like this? A bowl of porridge cured a disease that experts all over the country couldn't help? Would it be so miraculous?"

"Damn, porridge can also cure diseases? Wife, wait a moment, I'll cook a pot of porridge for you right away."

"Old man, don't worry about it. If porridge can really cure diseases, why do you need those doctors? It must be fake. Besides, I can't eat anything now, and I won't have an appetite after you boil it."

"Can you try it first, what if it works?"

"Boss, is there any porridge? Yes, it's rice porridge. Give me two pots."

"How much? Two pots? Brother, where are you feeding the pigs?"

"Porridge in a casserole? That's right, I just want porridge, what? No more? It's gone before it's dark? Aren't you going to set up a night market? Damn, which crazy person just asked for 80 catties? You guys Don't you buy pots one by one? When will it be judged by the weight? Forget it, I'll go to other places to ask."

It can be said that in an instant, the porridge business in the whole of China exploded.

Many bosses still don't know what's going on, and they still mutter in their hearts, do people like to drink porridge today? Wife, go and see what day it is today, remember, make more porridge on this day next year.

It can be said that all parts of the country are in chaos.

At this moment, Xiang Feiying, the dean of the dean's office of Yinzhou First People's Hospital, was about to jump up in a hurry.

"Find it, find it for me. That's right, transfer that Miss Lu's grandmother to the intensive care unit and serve her with the highest standard of the hospital. No matter what, you must ask me about the porridge maker from their mouths."

Niu He was about to cry. He didn't get along well with Lu Zhijun and the others just now. Now that the dean entrusted him with this task, it would be hell if he could say it.

"Dean, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Feiying's face sank, and he said, "What are you? Don't tell me you can't do it... Forget it, I guess you really can't do it, if it's not for your aunt's sake , you can’t even be in your current position, I’d better go by myself.”

With that said, Xiang Feiying took several experts directly to the ward where Lu Zhijun's grandmother lived.

In another ward of the First People's Hospital, Feng Tianlai sighed as he looked at his mother's sallow face.

"Dad, don't worry. The doctor said just now that my mother's condition has stabilized. As long as the treatment continues, I believe she will recover soon."

Feng Tianlai's father also sighed, and said: "I hope so, your mother has been plagued by many disasters this year. The day before yesterday, she had a respiratory infection.

This happened again today, oh my god, you go back, I'll take care of you here, you still have to go to work. "

It was right for Feng Tianlai to think about it, he stood up and said, "That's fine, Dad, I'll leave first, and you can call me if you need anything."

"OK."

Feng Tianlai opened the door and came out of the ward, only to see that there was going to be an explosion outside, and many family members of the patients were crowded at the door of a ward, arguing non-stop.

"Doctor, did you find out? Who made the porridge?"

"Hey, girl, just tell me, we're just begging for a bowl of porridge, besides, it's not like we don't give money."

"Girl, it's wrong for you to do this. You see these patients are old people and children. Can you bear it?"

In the ward, Xiang Feiying was also anxious, and said: "Miss Lu, you have to know that this is not your business alone, it is the business of all patients, they need to know who made this bowl of porridge and where he lives ?what is it call?"

Lu Zhijun also went crazy, she didn't expect that Ye Fei's porridge would attract so many people, it's not that she didn't want to say it, but that she didn't get Ye Fei's consent.

In the end, seeing that the people at the door were about to squeeze the door frame, Lu Zhijun said, "Stop squeezing, I'll call and ask, and if the other party agrees, I'll tell you."

"Great, girl, hurry up and call."

"At first glance, this girl is a kind-hearted person. You can see how beautiful she looks. If my son is not married, I will definitely let him marry her."

"What are you talking about when your son is married? I'll let my son come."

"Master, is your son thirty-eight before forty? He's not married yet?"

"What's wrong with getting married? Can't you leave after getting married?"

"..."

In the end, Lu Zhijun had no choice but to call Ye Fei.

"Hey, Ye Fei, do you still have porridge? The hospital is about to fight, and they all want to find you."

Ye Fei was lying on the bed, holding his mobile phone and said with a smile: "There is no porridge now, but you can make it again."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhijun said excitedly, "Okay, I'll let them find you now."

Ye Fei refused directly, saying: "Don't worry, porridge is nothing unusual, you tell them, I will teach them how to make it tomorrow."

"What? Teach them to do? How?"

"On the computer...or on the phone."

"Uh... I still don't understand, can you clarify?"

"Tomorrow at eleven o'clock in the morning, I will participate in a competition on a live broadcast platform called Xinghe, which is what you often call an online live broadcast. At that time, I will tell you how to make porridge and demonstrate it to everyone. This is the only way to do it." I can help as many people as possible, if I let them come to me, I can't cook so much porridge."

Lu Zhijun snorted and said, "Then I'll tell them."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Zhijun conveyed Ye Fei's original words to these people, and these people immediately lost their composure.

"Is there a mistake? The person who makes the porridge will teach us in a live broadcast tomorrow?"

"Damn, this method is good, this method is good, so that more people can get treatment."

"This is indeed a good way. Go and watch this person's live broadcast at eleven o'clock tomorrow."

"I have to go and see it, what's the point?"

"Ah? Tomorrow? Tomorrow my idol DD's big brother will also broadcast live. I originally wanted to support him, but now it seems that I can only go to this person. After all, my grandpa's health is the most important thing."

"Me too. I want to go to Little Raindrop on the King's Platform to see it. Now I can't help it. I go to this person to see how to make porridge. Seeing my grandma in such pain makes me feel so uncomfortable."

Not only the family members of these patients were excited, but the dean Xiang Feiying was also very excited.

"Miss Lu, can you tell everyone what this person's name is? Otherwise, they won't know whose live broadcast to watch tomorrow."

The question Xiang Feiying asked is also a common question for many family members of patients.

"Yes, Miss Lu, what's this person's name?"

"Tomorrow's anchor competition? I know about this. Tomorrow seems to be a large-scale anchor competition organized by live broadcast platforms across China. Could this person also participate?"

"Damn it, I never thought that the person who can make such a miraculous medicated porridge is an internet anchor. No, I have to watch it tomorrow."

"Hey, wife, tomorrow... Oh, stop the hurricane, watch another person's live broadcast, I will give you your name later, don't ask why, you will know when you watch it tomorrow."

"Oh, I don't care if the live broadcast is live or not. I just want to know his name now. I have to watch him make porridge!"

"me too me too, hurry up and tell everyone what his name is."

...

Seeing a group of excited people, Lu Zhijun smiled wryly, and said to Brother Ye, I'm sorry, I'm going to betray you.

"His name is...Ye Fei."

As soon as Lu Zhijun spoke, everyone heard a sudden plop from behind the crowd.

Everyone looked back, and saw a guy get up from the ground, then squeezed through the crowd and came into the room, stared at Lu Zhijun and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Lu Zhijun looked at the red-eyed man in front of him, and backed away in fright.

"What are you doing?" Zhu Chaoyang stood in front of Lu Zhijun, staring at Feng Tianlai and said coldly.

Only then did Feng Tianlai realize that he had lost his composure, and hurriedly said: "Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, the name I heard from this lady just now seems like a friend of mine, miss, can you say it again?"

Lu Zhijun said weakly: "Ye Fei, Brother Ye."

Feng Tianlai: "..."

This guy couldn't calm down anymore, he rushed out of the crowd, took out his phone and called Ma Qingyun.

"Hey, hey, chairman, big event, big event!"

Ma Qingyun was at a loss: "Heaven, what's wrong? Didn't you say that your mother is sick, did you go to the hospital? Something serious happened? Could it be that your mother... is gone?"

Feng Tianlai: "..."

"Chairman, my mother is okay, I mean another thing, scary, horrible!"

"Don't worry, what's the matter?"

"I, I... Whoops, Chairman, Damn it exploded!"

Ma Qingyun: "..."

This Ma Qingyun staggered, and the phone in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Feng Tianlai, what did you just say?! Don't you want to do it?!"

Feng Tianlai: "...Chairman, I, I..."

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