"But old man, if something bad happens from eating it, I can't afford it." The young guard didn't dare to try it.
"I'm asking you to be responsible? It's my own body, I'm responsible for it myself." The old man glared at him.
Then he said to Xiao Chen and Lin Fang, "Just follow your recipe. Whoever is a good cook, make me one right away."
"I'll go. My cooking skills are pretty good." Xiao Chen smiled and turned to go to the kitchen to prepare.
Lin Fang also hurried to the kitchen to help. Most of the ingredients were available, but he asked the sanatorium to prepare a pig's stomach.
Wash, scrape off the fat, blanch and cut the pork belly into shreds.
Add lard and stir-fry, then add winter bamboo shoots, shredded black fungus and shredded ginger.
Add pepper and water, bring to a boil, then add chili salt and other seasonings.
Drizzle with sesame oil and garnish with coriander, and the aroma will instantly fill your nose.
Lin Fang, who couldn't cook, almost cried because of his greed. Looking at the bowl of soup, he felt a little uneasy: "Xiao Chen, is this okay?"
"You are a doctor, what do you think?" Xiao Chen asked back.
"I think... we can give it a try." Lin Fang gritted his teeth.
Yes, the prescription I just gave to the old man was too cautious.
In fact, he also thought that it was time to use a strong medicine, and this bowl of hot and sour pork belly pepper soup should be able to warm the body and dispel the cold.
"I'll take care of it if anything happens, don't worry." Xiao Chen smiled slightly.
When the bowl of soup was brought out, the old man sitting on the recliner suddenly perked up and sat up.
“It smells so good.”
He couldn't wait to take it, picked up the spoon and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
A big bowl of pork tripe soup was eaten up in just a few minutes.
"Anything else?" The old man handed over the bowl.
"Yes, yes, and there's also food for the old man." Xiao Chen quickly took the bowl and turned to go to the kitchen to get another bowl.
I didn't dare to take too much this time. After all, eating too much of this kind of heavy food would be counterproductive.
This time the old man ate more than half a bowl, then wiped his mouth with satisfaction.
"I was sweating after eating it. It felt so good. It was really great."
"Old man, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?" the young guard asked tentatively.
"Don't say anything." The old man pondered and slowly stood up from his chair.
Xiao Chen on the side hurried forward to support him.
The old man wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a few steps inside the room.
He laughed heartily: "Great, this feels really great."
"I feel like I can breathe more easily now, and I have more strength all over my body. It's like that bowl of soup just now brought me back to life."
"Grandpa, this diet therapy is working." Lin Fang, who had been worried, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the medical theory is correct, the old man's status and position are extraordinary after all.
If there is really any problem with the food, he can't afford to take the blame.
Now seeing the old man speaking with full energy and walking with a firm step, he also felt happy.
"Okay, Xiao Chen, do you know medical skills?" the old man asked with a smile.
"Grandpa, I've only read a few medical books. The real medical master is here." Xiao Chen pointed at Lin Fang on the side.
"I'm so ashamed, so ashamed." Lin Fang said a little embarrassedly: "The medicine I used just now was too conservative."
"I have thrown my master's teachings behind my back. If it weren't for Xiao Chen's reminder, I would have to take this bitter pill again today."
"Haha, that's all pretty good." The old man was in a very good mood. He laughed and said, "At such a young age, you can reach the level of a master of traditional Chinese medicine in Yanjing. That's pretty good."
"Xiao Chen is not bad either. He has an active mind and thinks quickly." The old man looked at Xiao Chen deeply.
He saw the shadow of his old friend in Xiao Chen.
On the battlefield, you can trust your back to the enemy, but unfortunately, as time goes by, many old friends have long since passed away.
"Thank you for the compliment, old man." Xiao Chen said modestly.
"When will you report to Peking University?" asked Old Master Zhang.
"After one month, we will report in advance." Xiao Chen said.
"Okay, come visit my house when the time comes. You must go." Old Master Zhang gave Xiao Chen a deep look and said, "Then I'll introduce someone to you."
"Okay, I will definitely visit the old man's house when I go to Yanjing." Xiao Chen nodded.
After staying in the sanatorium for a while and chatting with the old man, Lin Fang talked about some health preservation concepts, and then left with Xiao Chen.
"Grandpa, do we still need to do a blood test on Xiao Chen?" The guard asked cautiously after the two men left.
"No need to do that. This character and brain are inherited from Old Xiao. He is definitely his descendant." The old man said firmly.
"Then...should we notify the Xiao family?" Guard Xiao Li asked again.
"Let's not notify him for now. After all, this child grew up among the common people, and Lao Xiao's son is not very mature."
"If his grandson doesn't demonstrate his abilities, Xiao Xingye might not even recognize him."
"But this child's abilities are obviously outstanding. The head of the Xiao family will definitely be happy if he can get this grandson." Xiao Li said puzzledly.
"Being happy and being valued are two different things. Hey, let this kid make his own mark and let Xiao Xingye take the initiative to find him. It's better than him returning to the Xiao family to recognize his ancestral roots and being looked down upon."
"Yes, the old man still thinks long-term." Xiao Li nodded in sudden realization.
The old man slowly stood up and said, "But this child's father has never been able to get over it. I'm wondering if I should give him some hope."
"What does the old man want to do?" Xiao Li asked.
"Then, let's talk about it indirectly, so that he won't take his life lightly." The old man said with a smile.
On the way back, Lin Fang almost never stopped talking.
"Xiao Chen, come and study medicine. I guarantee that you will become a famous medical expert within ten years."
"It would be a waste if you didn't study medicine."
"Don't you want to show off with a silver needle? Don't you know how satisfying it is to slap the faces of industry veterans?"
“Also, when patients look at you with admiration, that sense of accomplishment is truly wonderful.”
"Every profession has its own specializations." Xiao Chen said somewhat helplessly, "I admit that my talent is a little bit better than yours."
"But you started studying medicine at the age of six. If I were to change my career path now, I might not achieve what you have now even if I continue for another ten years."
"Not necessarily. You're smart. A top student like you learns very quickly." Lin Fang was unwilling to give up: "You really don't want to consider it?"
"I really don't consider it. My interest is making money." Xiao Chen shook his head.
"You can make money by studying medicine. When you become famous, money will come in continuously." Lin Fang said.
"It's different. My goal cannot be achieved by medicine alone. Okay, stop trying to persuade me." Xiao Chen told Lin Fang to shut up.
"Okay, but if you figure it out one day, you must come to me." Lin Fang smiled.
"Hurry up and organize the dietary recipes I mentioned earlier. I'll go to Yanjing in a month and talk to that friend."
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