Chapter 712 Medicinal Diet

The next day, Su Ming personally accompanied Pu Zhebin and went to the city hospital first.

When setting off, Pu Zhebin had an extra cat in his arms.

Cats don’t judge people by their appearance. Whether Park Cheol-bin looks like a gremlin or Song Joong-ki, there is no difference in the eyes of cats. It’s probably because this sunny and sick boy has an aura that makes cats feel comfortable. He is usually a noisy little flower. The cat sat quietly on Pu Zhebin's lap.

In the city hospital, Su Ming was pushing a wheelchair. There was a scary-looking young man sitting in the wheelchair. On the young man's lap, there was a quiet tabby cat.

I checked from start to finish and the results were frustrating but not unexpected.

The level of Yangchuan First People's Hospital is not among the best in the country, but it is not bad either. Several chief doctors have no clue. This is the first time they have encountered such a strange disease.

One of the chief doctors, who was in his forties, was amazed and said that he had seen this disease in foreign medical journals before, and that there were only a few cases in the world. Perhaps only Pu Zhebin could survive to this day.

"Are you a family member?" the doctor asked Su Ming alone.

Su Ming thought for a while: "Well, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Looking at what you are wearing, your family conditions should be good." The doctor considered his words: "Whatever wishes he has, try to satisfy them as much as possible. At the rate of his deterioration, it will only take three or four years."

"Is there no hope at all?" Su Ming asked.

The doctor was used to seeing life and death. He shook his head and smiled: "That's not what I said. Human beings have very wonderful functions and have strong self-healing capabilities. Even if you are terminally ill, you cannot say that you will definitely die."

"That……"

"Of course, what I'm talking about is theoretical. Don't have too much hope unless a miracle happens." The doctor took a deep breath and continued: "The treatment has no effect, but you can take him to check the cell status regularly. If the rate of cell shrinkage slows down, or stops shrinking, it means that the condition is beginning to stabilize. In extreme cases, it means that the cells are beginning to repair themselves, but again, don’t hold out hope, there is little hope.”

Su Ming understood. The doctor used a more tactful way to remind him to take Pu Zhebin for regular check-ups to see how long he could live.

Although he had known such a result, Su Ming still couldn't accept it. The doctor talked about a person's life and death in a very calm manner.

People are professionals, and in his eyes, patients may just be work objects; but in the eyes of ordinary people, such as Su Ming, Pu Zhebin is a living person, and he is a child.

"Let's go, the doctor said he's pretty stable." Su Ming pushed Pu Zhebin out, seemingly carelessly touching the liquid food bag hanging on his wheelchair, and asked, "Does this food of yours have a special formula? I'll give it to you in the future." People go to the hospital to customize it.”

Pu Zhebin could not eat normally, so Su Ming was going to try to put part of Tai Sui meat in his liquid diet, otherwise there was no other way to make him eat Tai Sui without anyone noticing.

Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Even if it is poison at this time, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to take it.

"No, it's just some common nutrients. Uncle Su, let me tell you a secret. Don't tell my mother. I'm afraid that my mother will worry, so I pretend to be delicious every time. In fact, this food is terrible. Already..."

Pu Zhebin chuckled, and several passing patients were frightened and ran away.

Park Zhebin sighed quietly when he saw this. No matter how mature and sensible he appears when there are many people, he is still a child after all, and his mother is not around, so he no longer needs to pretend to be strong.

"It doesn't matter!" Su Ming rubbed his head and said, "I happen to have a catering company. In addition to nutritional elements, I will let them mix different ingredients every time. I will definitely be able to make the taste you like. "

Pu Zhebin was not as polite as an ordinary child. He said happily: "Great! But don't put dog meat in it. My father owns a dog meat restaurant and often eats it at home. I feel bad when I smell the smell."

The little cat, which had been lying quietly on his lap, raised its head and squinted at him. It was probably a little strange that such an evil dog could actually be eaten?

"Let's go, I'll take you for a walk."

Pu Zhebin was in poor health and couldn't go to the amusement park to watch movies and eat out like ordinary children, so he simply took him directly to the newly opened Hong's Restaurant to discuss his future 'recipe' with Hong Feifei.

When the little guy heard that he was going to a restaurant, he very wisely asked Su Ming to help him buy a hat and a large mask on the way.

This made Su Ming feel slightly sad again. The child was afraid that he would scare other guests and affect the hotel's business.

Su Ming is actually less than 25 years old. According to Nangong, he matures earlier than the average person. He probably wants to have children of his own, so he is particularly soft-hearted towards children.

It's interesting to say that Su Ming no longer worries about life, and he doesn't have too many worries when he is with Nangong. It's common for him to be unprotected when he feels like it, but he has sown a lot. Nangong has never seen any movement.

If there is a child, the combination between Nangong and Su Ming will be more stable. Nangong was also surprised that the two of them went to the hospital for a check-up, and the result was that there was nothing wrong with them at all. On the contrary, both of them were extremely healthy.

The doctor joked that with your two physical conditions, it would be difficult to create a football team if you wanted to, but it would not be a big problem to create a basketball team.

What a ghost.

In Su Ming's words, it's like getting fucked. In Nangong's words, it's like being raped...

Hongjiacai has been full every day since its opening a few days ago. At first, it was because of the reputation of Tingfeng Pavilion in the zoo and the gimmick of the crosstalk parrot. It is said that there are many repeat customers now. When they arrived at the private room on the third floor, Su Ming called over your head chef, which scared the waiter who had just joined the company and didn't know this big boss. He stammered that the head chef was the boss's wife. If you have any questions, I will try my best to help you solve them.

Well, there is another legendary "boss's wife". I wanted to teach the waiter a lesson, but when the words came to my mouth, I suddenly remembered that this was not a rumor.

It's all my own fault!

When I pretended to be Hong Feifei's boyfriend to deceive her father, Hong Bo might not have believed it completely, but now I invested in Hongjiacai and directly confirmed the relationship.

If there was no close relationship, how could he invest tens of millions without saying anything?

Hong Bo is the director of the catering group, and it is inevitable that this information will be revealed in his words. It spread among the directors and waiters at all levels below, and it was the boss's wife.

I was careless!

After the legendary lady boss had her own business, her face became more rosy and she walked with a breeze. Her aura was the same as when she was first seen at the cooking competition at the opening ceremony of Huayin County.

Full of confidence.

Most people would be shocked when they saw Park Cheol-bin for the first time, not to mention women. The banshee-like scream of the female clerk who came out of the women's restroom in the office building when she saw Park Cheol-bin seemed to still echo in her ears.

Hong Feifei is indeed a woman with a knife. She is more courageous than ordinary people. When Park Cheol-bin took off his hat and mask in front of her and revealed his true face, she was just stunned for a moment, and then she started to discuss business as usual.

"Menu? It has to be delicious and liquid food? Well, it also has to ensure nutrition..." Hong Feifei held her cheek and her eyes rolled around.

"Is it difficult?" Su Ming asked with some worry.

Hong Feifei looked at him in confusion and muttered, "Isn't this just an upgraded version of Eight Treasure Porridge... Oh, if you think this name is not classy enough, just call it Medicinal Diet. Vegetarian and meat Medicinal Diet, with various Chinese herbs, is delicious and healthy. It's too simple."

"Ah?..." Su Ming and Park Cheol-bin were stunned. The problem that seemed very difficult was solved by her in one sentence. It became 'too simple'?

"Every profession has its own specialty. For example, appendicitis surgery is the simplest minor surgery for doctors. If you change to an ordinary person, try to open the stomach of the person and see?" Hong Feifei said.

"Yes, yes..." Su Ming found that this group of women, led by Nangong Yan, acted like masters in front of him once they got angry. He smiled and said, "Yes, you all hold knives."

"Don't come on." Hong Feifei stood up: "It just so happens that my family has a few secret palace medicinal foods, which are really for the emperor to eat to replenish his body. They are moderate and peaceful, and taste good. I used to make them as midnight snacks when I had free time. I will cook a pot in the afternoon, and you can come and taste it after 7:30 in the evening."

Medicinal foods are not something that can be cooked in a few minutes. If the heat is not enough, the taste and medicinal power will not evaporate.

Looking at the watch, there are almost ten hours before 7:30 in the evening. Su Ming is not a person who likes shopping. Strictly speaking, he is basically reluctant to go out except for work. When he has time, he sleeps in the waterside pavilion to "keep healthy". Park Zhebin is not in good health, and he really doesn't know where to take him to play next.

After thinking about it, it is better to choose someone familiar than someone new, so he simply drove him to visit several companies under his name one by one.

Fortunately, each company has its own characteristics. It is not an ordinary office. Whether it is a fishery, a winery, or a live broadcast platform, there are things to play. Even the seemingly most "normal" film and television company has a good viewing room.

As the boss, he happened to come for a surprise inspection, killing two birds with one stone.

After a tour, he also took Park Cheol-bin to watch a noisy "All's Well, Ends Well 97 Edition", the original version, in Cantonese.

The original version, without subtitles, Su Ming only understood a little, but Park Cheol-bin could understand it all, which made Uncle Su very embarrassed.

When he returned to Hong's restaurant in the evening, Hong Feifei really brought a jar of "porridge" cooked in a white clay pot, which contained both meat and vegetables. As soon as the lid was opened, the whole box was immediately filled with an appetizing aroma.

Three people sat in a circle, two of them holding spoons, and Park Cheol-bin was equipped with a large straw. There was a slurping sound in the room, and a jar of medicinal food was quickly empty.

"It's so delicious. Sister Hong's cooking skills are really admirable. I wish I had come here earlier." Park Cheol-bin leaned on the wheelchair and admired.

Su Ming rolled his eyes. This kid was not kind. Why did he call me uncle and her sister?

"Uncle Su..."

After eating, Park Cheol-bin said, "Are all the companies you took me to today controlled by you?"

"Yes." Su Ming nodded, not knowing why he asked this.

"Well..." Park Cheol-bin hesitated for a moment, and Su Ming smiled and said, "Just say it if you have something to say. It doesn't matter."

"Well, it's like this. I think these are all good companies, but when combined together, the structure is not very reasonable, which may not be conducive to future development." Park Cheol-bin said.

Su Ming was stunned, "Tell me."