Chapter 392 Introduction to Traditional Chinese Medicine
The other party was very sincere, so Lin Siqiao couldn't just let it go. After looking up information in the library in the afternoon, she found Dilar.
Everyone knows that before practicing Chinese Kung Fu well, the most important thing is to lay a solid foundation.
But Dilar has been spoiled since childhood, and the basic training method in the martial arts school is actually not suitable for her.
Lin Siqiao planned to understand the situation first so as to tailor a plan for her.
It was already dinner time, so the two went to the cafeteria together.
Today is the day when all students officially return to school. The person in charge of St. John's College specially asked the kitchen to prepare more than a dozen delicious dishes to reward everyone.
After a hard day's work, the students were already starving.
Almost everyone's plate was filled with a variety of food, but only Dilar had some vegetable salad and a few slices of pickles.
"You eat so little?"
Seeing her frail appearance, Lin Siqiao knew that she normally had a small appetite, but she didn't expect it to be this small.
Dilar sighed, then listed more than a dozen kinds of food in one breath.
Lin Siqiao originally thought that these things were off-limits to her, but she didn't expect the housekeeper to add a sentence.
"These are the foods she likes to eat on weekdays."
Even though he loves to eat, Dilar usually only eats until he is 60% to 70% full.
Those who served her had a lot of headaches just to get her to eat more.
Lin Siqiao frowned. If that was the case, Dilar wouldn't be able to master Chinese Kung Fu, and she might not even be able to complete the physical training that follows.
Dilar also knew the answer to this question, so she asked the butler to get her a steak.
The butler was a little embarrassed, but didn't say anything.
The freshly fried steak, the gravy and melted butter were sizzling in the iron pan. Lin Siqiao could smell the tempting aroma before it was served.
But after watching Dilar's entire meal, she could only use one word to describe it: tasteless.
If Lin Siqiao hadn't ordered one as well, she would have wondered how bad the steak was that made Dilar find it so hard to swallow.
But in fact, it is delicious.
Dilar finished his meal halfway and ran out, covering his mouth. The housekeeper wanted to follow him, but Dilar waved his hand to refuse.
The housekeeper felt very distressed and sighed heavily.
Taking this opportunity, she also told Lin Siqiao about the situation.
It turned out that when Dilar was kidnapped as a child, the kidnappers took her to a primeval forest far away from the city.
In order to prevent their whereabouts from being revealed, they lived in the forest for more than a week.
During this period, they could only survive on hunting some game and raw fish.
Perhaps this experience of eating raw meat stimulated Dilar. Since she was rescued, she rarely touched these things again.
Even if nothing happens when you eat it, you will vomit physiologically soon.
Lin Siqiao had not expected that Dilar would have such an experience. "What did the doctor say?"
Judging from her condition, it doesn't seem to be anorexia, but rather a stress-related psychological disorder.
The housekeeper shook his head. They had already seen all the famous doctors in the country, taken all the necessary medicines, and undergone all the necessary treatments.
But Dilar's situation did not improve.
As she was speaking, Dilar came back, and just as she picked up the knife and fork, Lin Siqiao stopped her.
"If you can't eat, don't force yourself to eat. We can think of other ways."
Dilar was visibly relieved, "Okay."
After understanding the specific situation, Lin Siqiao spent three days customizing a detailed plan for Dilar.
Dilar's situation was special, so Lin Siqiao had to change his thinking and focus on three aspects: fighting skills, reaction training, and tactical arrangements.
As for physical fitness, diet, and psychology, Lin Siqiao also gave his own suggestions in the plan.
Dilar was already prepared to endure hardships, but he didn't expect that the physical training schedule given by Lin Siqiao only included long-distance running and skipping rope.
It is specially marked at the end, remember not to do too much or too fast. In the first week, you only need to run 3 to 5 kilometers in the morning and jump rope about 6,000 times.
After looking at the schedule, the housekeeper felt relieved. She did not object to Princess Dilar practicing this kung fu.
But the princess is still young after all. If she gets hurt during the training too much, those who followed her will never have to return to Di Kingdom again.
Seeing this, the housekeeper really felt that Lin Siqiao was the most considerate master possible.
But when he saw the following suggestions, the butler's brows, which had finally relaxed, furrowed again.
Lin Siqiao didn't actually do anything, he just recommended a doctor to Dilar.
This man's name is Zhang Chong'en. He is the director and psychiatrist of the Chinese Traditional Medicine Hospital under President Xie's name.
At that time, Chinese medicine was not as popular abroad as it is today. Apart from local Chinese people, foreigners were skeptical about it.
Especially acupuncture, which they think is a sorcery.
Lin Siqiao knew all these, but she came from the future and she had been "sick" before. She knew that Dilar was probably suffering from depression like she once was.
On the surface, Dilar is still that innocent and carefree little girl.
In fact, only she herself understands the pain in her heart.
Moreover, due to long-term malnutrition, Dilar's physical foundation has been almost hollowed out.
If she doesn't receive treatment, she may not last long given her current condition.
So Lin Siqiao left a message for Dilar at the end.
She said, I was once like you, but fortunately I survived, not for others, but for myself.
Because the world is so big and I am still young, I am unwilling to give up now.
At this time, the housekeeper hesitated and said, "Princess, that is a Chinese hospital, do you want to reconsider..."
"No need, housekeeper, you go and make the arrangements. I'll go over and take a look tomorrow."
The master was right. She was still very young and she would be unwilling to give up.
The next day, Lin Siqiao learned that Dilar had taken a few days of sick leave, and he knew what was going on.
After school in the morning, she called the Chinese Traditional Medicine Hospital.
Dean Zhang was just about to contact Lin Siqiao when more than a dozen foreigners came to the hospital this morning. They said they were introduced by Lin Siqiao and generously booked all the rooms on the top floor.
I heard that they were introduced by Lin Siqiao, so Dean Zhang said he would give them some discount no matter what.
Unexpectedly, the other party did not accept it.
Dean Zhang was very worried. Would accepting the money put Lin Siqiao in a difficult position?
"It's okay, Dean Zhang. You can calculate the medical expenses however you want."
After Lin Siqiao briefly explained Dilar's situation, he said.
"All you have to do is use your best skills and try your best to heal her."
Dean Zhang felt relieved when he heard this, "Okay, I know what to do."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Siqiao called Senior Sister Hua again.
Since going abroad, both of them have been extremely busy.
Every time I called, Sister Hua was either out for a meeting or on a business trip to a neighboring city.
Lin Siqiao was pretty lucky today. The phone was answered after it rang twice.
After the two of them joked with each other for a few words, Hua Chunqiu said.
"Do you have time at the end of the month? I have three days off. I'll go to the country and spend two days with you then."
By the way, she also had something to do and wanted to ask Lin Siqiao for help, but she said it was inconvenient to do it over the phone.
Lin Siqiao smiled, "Let me know when you've booked your flight, and I'll pick you up at the airport."
"No, just go to class and I'll go there myself when the time comes."
This is not the first time that Hua Chunqiu has gone abroad. Moreover, she is now a third-class secretary at the Chinese Embassy in France with a diplomatic rank, so most people dare not do anything to her.
Lin Siqiao agreed to her decision after hearing that. International calls were very expensive, so the two of them didn't talk much and ended up talking soon after.
Afterwards, Lin Siqiao dialed the number Uncle Qiu left.
She called once after she first came to the country, and a middle-aged man answered the phone. It was him again this time.
After recognizing Lin Siqiao's voice, the other party excitedly said that he had received news from Hongcheng that the Qiu family would be coming next week.
There is no way. The Qiu family has many industries in Gangcheng, and they cannot be sold out in a short time.
Lin Siqiao felt more relieved when he learned that Uncle Qiu and his family would arrive in the country next week.
She didn't make this call about the stocks, but because she hadn't heard from the other party before, and she thought something had happened to them in Hongcheng.
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