The one who gave the little girl a massage was a master of traditional Chinese medicine.
That's right.
He is the kind of Chinese medicine expert who has to issue an obituary to the whole country after his death.
As for how Zhou Yu knew.
Of course, I saw it from the News Broadcast.
I thought the boss would enjoy his retirement, but I didn't expect that he would be hired by this private hospital.
Perhaps because the old man was very kind, the little kid was as well-behaved as a little lamb from beginning to end.
What surprised Zhou Yu the most was that after some massage, the little baby's body temperature miraculously dropped.
Zhou Yu couldn't help but sigh at the graceful departure of the great master of traditional Chinese medicine, saying that what our ancestors left behind were truly treasures.
It’s a pity that I don’t know how many generations this method can be passed down.
After sighing inwardly for a while, the sky outside gradually brightened.
After tossing and turning in the second half of the night, even though Zhou Yu was in good physical condition, he felt a little tired and hungry.
So, after instructing Li Lizhi to take good care of Chengyang and Xiaonaituanzi, he went straight to the hospital restaurant.
After all, it is a private hospital, and the decoration style of the cafeteria is comparable to that of a five-star hotel.
I thought breakfast would be something flashy, but I didn’t expect that there would be not only fragrant meat buns, but also the capital’s famous soy milk.
Considering the tastes of the little princesses, Zhou Yu decisively chose daily breakfast.
Chengyang likes to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk, while Li Lizhi likes to eat sugar cakes and tea eggs.
As for the little girl, she not only likes to eat big and delicious meat buns, but also will eat almost anything as long as the taste is not particularly weird.
certainly.
Because of indigestion, the great Chinese medicine expert specifically instructed us before leaving that we could only drink millet porridge today.
When the little princesses saw Zhou Yu bringing back breakfast, they all looked expectant.
Especially the little kid, he originally wanted to grab the shelf.
But after seeing the delicious food, I couldn't help but drool.
Seeing this, Zhou Yu had no choice but to say something to comfort him: "The doctor said Mingda has some indigestion, so he can only have millet porridge for breakfast today."
Little Milk Dumpling:???
What's going on?
Can I only drink millet porridge?
The big meat bun is so spicy and delicious, can’t I eat it myself?
When I was doing the blood test just now, the young man didn't help me.
Now it's time to eat, but the young master doesn't let her eat the big buns.
Does the young man really not like himself anymore?
As soon as he thought of this, the little person suddenly cried nervously: "Wuwuwu~ Little Mengjun, I will be a good boy. Can you let me have another bun?"
Zhou Yu: ...
What's going on?
Why does it feel like the misunderstanding is getting deeper and deeper?
Seeing tears rolling down the little guy's eyes, Zhou Yu immediately explained in a panic: "Mingda, you are still sick. If you eat big meat buns, it is likely to make your condition worse. You don't want to continue to feel uncomfortable, right?"
"Yes...but I really miss Qiyou Baozi~"
The little guy looked unwilling, but still wanted to fight for it.
Zhou Yu had no choice but to promise that he would prepare a breakfast she liked as soon as she recovered.
Although she had Zhou Yu's promise, the little girl still felt abandoned when she watched her elder and second sisters eating delicious breakfast.
After all, for a foodie, it is a waste of food to have delicious food in front of you but not be able to eat it.
The little guy felt more and more uncomfortable the more he thought about it, and tears suddenly welled up in his eyes again.
Seeing this, Zhou Yu had no choice but to continue to comfort her.
The little girl took the opportunity to ask for sugar to be added to the millet porridge.
Zhou Yu had almost no hesitation in agreeing to this request which did not affect his condition.
So, the little princess, who had been pouting, soon smiled.
Zhou Yu fed the baby a spoonful, and the little boy drank it.
The little kid had only finished less than half of the millet porridge in the bowl when he refused with a look of resistance, "Little Nianjun. I can't eat anymore..."
Zhou Yu: ...
I thought that once the fever subsided, the little kid's appetite would improve.
Who knew that he couldn't eat any more after eating just such a small amount?
Is it a fever again?
Thinking of this, he quickly picked up the forehead thermometer.
After multiple tests, it was found that the temperature did not seem to increase.
Looking at the little kid's flickering eyes, Zhou Yu clearly understood what was going on.
After tapping the little girl's head with a hint of complaint, Zhou Yu had no choice but to put the bowl of porridge away.
After breakfast, the little kid became lively again because his fever was gone.
Because the old Chinese doctor told her to increase her activity level, Zhou Yu did not restrict the little girl's freedom.
If it were a public hospital, such noise in the inpatient department would definitely attract complaints from others.
Fortunately, this is a private hospital, and the little girl lives on the top floor where Empress Zhangsun used to live.
Playing in the small garden on the terrace doesn't really affect other people.
After playing on the rooftop terrace for a while, Zhou Yu took the little girl back to the ward.
Now that her cold has not completely healed, he dare not let the little girl do strenuous exercise.
Near noon, the doctors held another consultation.
After the massage, the little girl's body temperature did not rise again.
So after a consultation, the doctor gave two opinions.
The first is to stay in the hospital until all cold symptoms are completely gone.
The second option is to go home and recuperate directly, and pay attention to a light diet.
After confirming that the fever and cold were not caused by a virus, Zhou Yu had actually made a decision.
As the saying goes, a cold is a disease that can be cured in seven days with medicine, but may take a week to recover without medicine.
Yes.
That's right.
Whether you take medicine or not, it will take at least a week to completely get rid of the discomfort caused by a cold.
After taking the little princesses out of the hospital, Zhou Yu turned the steering wheel and headed straight for the supermarket in Qianda Plaza.
It has snowed these past two days, and the roads are somewhat difficult to travel on.
Now that I'm out here, I naturally need to purchase some ingredients.
After parking the car in the underground parking lot, several people each took a shopping cart and started shopping.
Even though the little girl is not as tall as the shopping cart, the snacks she picked are extremely delicious.
In addition to snacks, Zhou Yu also purchased a lot of meat, eggs, milk, rice, flour, grain and oil.
When the car was almost full, everyone returned to the villa.
After playing with the little princesses all day yesterday and staying up late until early this morning, Zhou Yu just wants to have a good sleep.
So, he called a few of the little princess's personal maids from the Tang Dynasty and asked them to deliver some food to Li Yuan, and then he went into the bedroom again.
It’s easy to catch a cold in winter, so it’s better to get some rest.
If I get caught again, all the little princesses will probably be the ones who suffer.
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