Sang Ning was speechless.
Is this something that can be learned?
This is related to talent points.
She's quite capable; she can cook decent home-style dishes that look and taste good.
Uncle Ling's culinary talent has enabled him to become a master chef and a renowned chef.
The saying "Food has no fixed form; what suits one's taste is precious" is easy to say but difficult to do.
Because everyone's tastes are different, their tolerance for the texture of dishes also varies.
Many people cannot cater to everyone's tastes and preferences when cooking, but Uncle Ling's dishes can achieve this.
The food he cooks is acceptable to everyone, whether they like spicy, sweet, or savory dishes, and they all find it delicious.
This kind of ability is truly something that not everyone possesses.
Anyway, Sang Ning couldn't do it, and she didn't intend to force herself to do it.
After all, she's not a chef.
On a deserted planet, cooking every day is unavoidable; otherwise, you'd have to eat raw or cold food every day.
With a Chinese stomach, she can't even accept sashimi, let alone cold food every day.
But now, Uncle Ling and the others have taken over the cooking.
She can finally be free.
Sang Ning, relieved, ignored Qi Wenyuan and the others' words, nodding in agreement, but forgot about them completely after a good night's sleep.
Then, she began to busy herself with improving Qin Heng's physical condition.
The preliminary preparations lasted for about a week, and Lao Lai provided a complete set of instruments.
It has everything, such as gene sequencing instruments, medical cabins, and integrated DR systems.
They can all be used normally.
It feels incredibly smooth to use.
Therefore, we must adhere to the principle that "to do a good job, one must first have the right tools."
Sang Ning first gave Qin Heng a comprehensive and detailed examination.
The examination results showed that he was perfectly healthy, except for some malnutrition.
Sang Ning looked at the examination report and fell silent.
"So, did you find any problems?"
"See for yourself!"
Sang Ning pushed the report window towards him.
Qin Heng looked at it very carefully, but the more he looked, the more confused and bewildered he became.
He looked at the words, symbols, and data that he recognized but not the characters, felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and looked away as Sang Ning was busy at the workbench.
I tried to hold back, but I couldn't resist asking questions humbly.
"Ningning, you understood all of this?"
"I've been studying basic medical knowledge."
"Finished eating?"
Sang Ning's lips twitched slightly, but she kept moving her hands as she said, "I am a human, not a god, and I don't have the ability to remember everything I see."
"I've eaten about a third of it."
After thinking for a moment, she added, "It will probably take at least another six months to finish reading it all."
The key issue is that there's too much information to look up.
Well, this isn't something you can learn just by watching it; you need to have a deep understanding of the theory.
Otherwise, watching it would be a waste of time.
Qin Heng, “???!”
Having only read a third of it, is Sang Ning even human?
Qin Heng found her terrifying.
How do you remember all of this?
"How do you do business?"
Sang Ning didn't answer but asked a question in return.
Qin Heng had something to say about this.
"Let me tell you, doing business is incredibly interesting... It's basically a psychological game..."
He began to impart his business wisdom to Sang Ning incessantly.
Sang Ning's head was buzzing; he didn't understand anything about market economy or industry trends.
After Qin Heng finished speaking, he adopted a look that seemed to be seeking praise and asked, "Did I explain it very well? Did you understand?"
The mosquito coil circle in Sang Ning's eyes was still spinning when she heard him say dryly, "Well said."
However, I didn't understand.
"It's too profound."
There is a wall, a very, very thick wall.
"I don't understand."
She bluntly stated, "Listening to you talk about business is the same as listening to me talk about traditional Chinese medicine."
As she spoke, she asked Qin Heng, "Do you understand how I feel right now?"
That makes perfect sense.
It's like listening to a wordless book from heaven.
I heard it but didn't understand it at all.
Qin Heng sighed and said seriously, "It's true that everyone has their own area of expertise."
Sang Ning nodded, "That's right, that's why crossing boundaries is difficult."
"Even with Louis's intelligence, if you asked him to learn business or medicine, he would be completely clueless."
As she spoke, she took out a small pill and handed it to him, saying, "Take this."
"What is this for?"
Before he could finish speaking, he took it, popped it into his mouth, and swallowed it.
Even water is useless.
After finishing the food, he smacked his lips and exclaimed in surprise, "It's sweet!"
Sang Ning hummed in agreement, "There's licorice."
Licorice contains glycyrrhizic acid and has a very sweet taste.
For most people, the taste of traditional Chinese medicine or prepared Chinese medicine is not very pleasant. Adding some licorice without affecting the efficacy can make it more palatable.
However, the acceptance rate was too high.
For Qin Heng, the taste of this little pill was absolutely wonderful.
So, he shamelessly asked, "Could I have another one? They're quite delicious."
Sang Ning looked utterly bewildered. "??? Are you out of your mind?!"
"This is medicine, not candy. One pill a day is enough."
"I think it's actually okay to take a few more a day."
Sang Ning was convinced.
"You really can't eat too much of this."
"Okay, I'll make some sugar pills another day."
That's a good option.
Qin Heng's eyes lit up instantly, "Did you make this just for me to eat?"
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