Song Yun, a modern inheritor of ancient medical practices, accidentally transmigrates to the year 1973, becoming an unlucky girl unloved by her father and ignored by her mother.
She didn'...
As soon as he went downstairs, he saw He Changzheng coming. He didn't see Song Yun when he entered the room, and he felt relieved, thinking that Song Yun had left. Unexpectedly, as soon as he took off his hat, he saw Song Yun coming down the stairs. His face turned red, and he didn't know whether to leave or stay.
"Changzheng's arrival is just in time for dinner." Commander He pretended not to notice his youngest son's embarrassment and said with a smile.
Li Maozhong also smiled and said, "Changzheng, the commander didn't vomit after eating the medicinal food, not even for an hour."
He Changzheng was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed, "So that makes sense?"
Commander He sat down at the table, took the bowl from Fu Hang, and scooped a mouthful of the porridge into his mouth right in front of Chang Zheng's face. "Of course, after I ate this, my stomach felt warm and comfortable. I didn't even feel nauseous, let alone vomit."
He Changzheng has always been calm, but at this moment, he almost jumped up with joy.
My father's illness was very serious. The hospital actually talked to him privately and said that if he could no longer eat normally, his body would become increasingly thin and weak until he collapsed.
These days, whenever he has time, he will come home to accompany his father. He has also been looking for experts who can treat this disease and has found two experts, but unfortunately, neither of them can cure it.
Unexpectedly, just a bowl of medicinal food stopped my father's vomiting that had lasted for so long.
As long as he doesn't vomit, some of the food he eats will be absorbed by the body, and then my father's health will naturally get better slowly, and the stomach inflammation will heal sooner or later.
At this moment, he completely forgot the shame of losing to a girl before, and thanked Song Yun sincerely.
"Comrade Song, thank you."
Song Yun sat down at the table and waved her hand, "No, no, it's my duty." She had heard of Commander He, who had made great achievements on the battlefield in his early years and was a true hero. It was her honor to be able to treat him.
"Eat first. The food won't taste good if it gets cold." Aunt Rong came over with the soup, put it into the soup bowls, and greeted them.
Chief He also said, "Yes, let's eat first, and then we can talk after we finish eating."
The food still had the familiar taste as usual, but He Changzheng felt that today's food was particularly delicious. Even Chief He felt that the food was very tempting and even he wanted to try a few bites, but was stopped by Song Yun.
"If you want to cure your stomach problems quickly, avoid spicy foods. Try to eat soft, easily digestible, and nutritious foods. I'll write down the dietary recipes for you later. You'll need to take them seriously. Otherwise, if you get better today, you might have a relapse tomorrow."
He Changzheng said to Aunt Rong, "From now on, don't buy food that my dad can't eat. Only buy what he can eat, so that he won't be greedy and steal something, and then all our efforts will be wasted."
Song Yun wanted to laugh, but managed to hold it back.
Chief He laughed and scolded, "How dare you say that to me? I'm an adult, how could I be greedy and steal food?"
He Changzheng snorted, "You know what's going on."
Chief He glanced at Song Yun awkwardly, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was concentrating on eating and ignoring the bickering between the father and son. He thought that she probably didn't hear it, otherwise he would have lost all his dignity as a chief.
After dinner, Song Yun gave Chief He some more instructions and told him to come back for a follow-up consultation in three days. If there was any problem during these three days, he could go to Zhengde Street to find her.
"I heard that you came here on vacation. How long can you stay?" asked Chief He.
Song Yun calculated, "There are only five days left before I die."