Chief He nodded, looking melancholy. "Yeah, I vomit everything I eat, even water. I can only survive on nutritional injections."
Song Yun continued, "I'll write you a recipe for a medicinal diet. Try it today. If you don't vomit, I'll write you a few more recipes for a different flavor. Eat it at least three times a week."
Chief He nodded, "I'll do as you say."
Song Yun handed the written prescription and medicinal recipe to Li Maozhong, "Just follow the prescription and prepare the medicine."
Before Li Maozhong could read what was written on the prescription, He Changzheng grabbed the two prescriptions and said, "I'll get the medicine."
Chief He nodded, "Then it's your turn."
He Changzheng glanced at Song Yun, then turned around and left with the prescription.
Song Yun was not stupid. How could she not see that Chief He's son did not believe in her ability and wanted to take the prescription to someone else to verify it.
Chief He asked Song Yun, Li Maozhong and others to sit down. He was very interested in some details of the previous South China Sea mission. Now that the person who made the greatest contribution was in front of him, he would not let him go and had to ask him some questions.
Just as Song Yun was talking about the mission in the South China Sea until her mouth was dry, Aunt Rong came in with tea and a plate of sliced watermelon.
Song Yun's throat was almost smoking. She took the watermelon and ate it without caring about its shape. She just wanted to eat something cold right now.
Aunt Rong put down her things and looked as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Chief He saw it and said, "Just say whatever you want to say."
Aunt Rong looked embarrassed. "Look, I heard from Changzheng that you have to eat medicinal food starting today, but I have never made medicinal food before and I don't know anything about it. What should I do?"
Song Yun put down the melon peel and took out a handkerchief from her pocket to wipe her mouth. "I wrote down the recipe for making medicinal food. Just follow it. It's very simple."
Aunt Rong still looked embarrassed. "But this is a medicinal meal, it must be different from cooking ordinary meals. If the heat is not controlled well, will there be any problems?"
She was not afraid of her being cautious. In fact, Chief He's current situation was special. If any problems arose from the food, she could not afford the consequences.
Seeing that she was really embarrassed, Song Yun said, "How about this, I will stay today and teach you how to do it once."
Aunt Rong's brows immediately lit up. "That's great! Thank you so much."
Song Yun waved her hand. "It's okay." She took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea Aunt Rong brought her, and her eyes lit up. "Is there bamboo leaves in this tea? It has a bamboo fragrance."
Aunt Rong smiled and said, "This is how we eat it in our hometown. We put bamboo leaves in the water when boiling tea. The tea with the fragrance of bamboo leaves will be more fragrant and thirst-quenching when brewed into flower tea."
Song Yun nodded repeatedly, "I've learned it. Thanks for clearing up my confusion."
Aunt Rong waved her hands embarrassedly, "What's the big deal? People back home know how to do it."
Aunt Rong was preparing ingredients in the kitchen, and Song Yun stayed in the study for a while before going downstairs to help.
After Song Yun arrived, Li Maozhong smiled and said to Commander He, "Commander, if I challenge Comrade Song Yun, will she accept it?"
Chief He took a sip of the chrysanthemum tea and it tasted really good. He liked Longjing tea and used to drink it all, but recently he had a stomach ailment and hadn't had tea in a long time. This chrysanthemum tea must have been brewed specifically for Song Yun.
Chief He put down his teacup, glanced at Li Maozhong, and said calmly, "Don't even think about it. You're no match for her."
Li Maozhong was unconvinced, "How can I know if I haven't fought before?"
Commander He said calmly, "She can throw a stone and penetrate the enemy's brow from dozens of steps away. Can you do the same?"
Li Maozhong said stubbornly, "That only means that she has practiced that skill. Her boxing skills may not be comparable to mine. My family has a tradition of ancient boxing."
Commander He shook his head. "If you don't believe me, you can try. But I remind you, no matter how powerful your punches and kicks are, it all comes down to strength. Your strength is far inferior to hers."
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