The rich salty aroma with a hint of Chinese herbal medicine soothes the mental stress brought by this period of time abroad in a domineering manner.

Even though Wei Yan himself was not keen on food, he still couldn't resist the innate appetite in human genes, which made his eyes and eyebrows relax slightly.

"Oh, you've lost weight, young master has lost weight again... How come you've lost so much weight after only being abroad for a week?" When Uncle Fu saw Wei Yan's thin cheeks, his eyes and brows were full of heartache. He immediately told the butler beside him to ask the chef to prepare some of Wei Yan's favorite food.

"Uncle Fu, there's no need to ask the chef to prepare anything else. What's on the table is enough." Wei Yan shook his head to stop the butler's action.

"Alas, I thought the young master would have the surgery before coming back after going abroad this time, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen..." Uncle Fu sighed, worried that Wei Yan would be in a bad mood after being disappointed.

"I'm fine, but I was late for the company." Wei Yan shook his head and chuckled, saying calmly, "I've been disappointed so many times over the years, I don't mind this one more time."

Uncle Fu looked at Wei Yan for a moment and saw that Wei Yan's expression did not seem to be forced, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, you should eat more of the medicinal food today, young master. I saw you like it very much a few days ago, so I asked the doctors about it. They all said that if you like it, you should eat more, it's good for your body." Since the medicinal food was cooked by the chef at home, after asking other old Chinese doctors, Uncle Fu knew that it was indeed good for Wei Yan, and it would not hurt to eat a little more. He just hoped that Wei Yan would like it and eat a few more bites.

The tempting aroma made one's mouth water, and Wei Yan did not refuse it.

However, in recent years, he has eaten less on weekdays, and his stomach contraction function has slowed down. In addition, he has eaten less while abroad this week. Even if Wei Yan really wanted to stuff this table full of food into his stomach, he couldn't do it.

However, the aroma of the food was tempting, and the chef's cooking skills were also good. Wei Yan obviously ate half a bowl more than usual and drank some Atractylodes macrocephala, Ginseng and Pigeon Soup again. The warm medicinal food flowed into his stomach, immediately relieving Wei Yan's fatigue in recent days.

Wei Yan originally thought that these medicinal foods were just ordinary medicinal foods, and he didn't think too much about it when he went to bed that night.

However, it was on this night that the legs that had been as cold as falling into a cold pond began to generate a little heat again.

This warm heat not only failed to make Wei Yan fall asleep that night, but made him wake up even more awake, and stirred up waves in his heart that took a long time to calm down.

However, the repeated disappointments in recent years made Wei Yan doubt again.

He frowned slightly and had not slept all night.

When Wei Yan woke up the next morning, he was almost startled by the tiredness under his eyelids.

"Mr. Wei, did you not sleep well last night?" Secretary Zhao blurted out, and after saying it, he wanted to slap himself on the spot.

Isn’t it normal that Mr. Wei can’t sleep?

Mr. Wei has been abroad these days and has been sleeping lightly almost every day. How come he has no memory?

Wei Yan: “…………”

Wei Yan glanced at Secretary Zhao without saying anything, then directly steered the electric wheelchair towards the restaurant.

"Prepare a medicinal meal for me today, just like last night." Wei Yan ordered the kitchen.

This almost gave the chef a big shock. You know, in the past, Mr. Wei almost always said one thing, which was - cook less so that there is not enough food. Since he started working at the Wei family villa two years ago, the chef's biggest worry every day is losing this job by accident.

After all, looking at their Director Wei, he looks like he is about to ascend to heaven every day, and he eats like a cat every day.

The chef carefully observed Wei Yan's expression and found that he was not dreaming. He nodded repeatedly and said, "No problem, Mr. Wei, don't worry, I will prepare it now!"

However, after thinking about the time needed to cook the medicinal food, the chef said cautiously: "It takes a long time to prepare the medicinal food. Mr. Wei, we may need to prepare it at noon..."

Wei Yan nodded: "Then let's do it at noon..."

Wei Yan thought for a moment and said, "I will prepare a portion of the medicinal meal this afternoon..."

"Okay, Mr. Wei." The chef nodded repeatedly with a wandering look.

Emma! The gods are going to eat!

He even took the initiative to order two meals in a row. This time he must show off his cooking skills!

then.

At noon and in the evening of that day, Wei Yan tried hard to finish all the medicinal food prepared by the chef. However, he had eaten less at each meal in recent years. Even though Wei Yan tried his best, most of the medicinal food was still left.

However, even so, taking the medicinal food with two consecutive meals made Wei Yan eat much more than usual.

That night, Wei Yan returned to his room and went to bed as usual.

A stronger heat flow than the previous days radiated from the human body to every part of the body...

In the dark night, Wei Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, and chuckled.

…………

One week later

The kitchen of Wei's villa.

While preparing the ingredients, the chef whispered to his colleagues, "What's wrong with Mr. Wei recently? He stopped eating the medicinal diet for two days, and started eating it again today... Do you think Mr. Wei likes the medicinal diet or not?"

"You should like it, right?"

Another chef nearby said uncertainly, "After all, this stuff is a prescription specially made by Fu Bo from the hospital. Logically speaking, these are all medicinal foods that are good for Mr. Wei's health. Mr. Wei and Uncle Fu have such a good relationship, and he almost treats Uncle Fu as an elder, so it makes no sense that Mr. Wei would not like these medicinal foods."

"I also think that Mr. Wei should like medicinal food, otherwise he wouldn't have asked me to prepare medicinal food for three meals a day during those two days..."

The chef touched his chin and said, "No matter how delicious the food is, eating it every day would make you sick of it. But Mr. Wei can eat six meals in a row without changing his expression. It's too much to say that he doesn't like it... But why doesn't Mr. Wei choose to eat one or two meals a day and replace breakfast with something else?"

You really can't blame these servants for still having doubts in their hearts.

They have been working in Wei's villa for quite some time, but this is the first time they have encountered a situation where Wei Yan asks for meals every morning.

This is real eating...!

The kind with white rice!

As specially hired excellent chefs, they are very good at all kinds of pastries and Chinese breakfast. There is even a chef in the villa who specializes in breakfast cooking. Steamed buns, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, spring rolls, rice noodles, rice vermicelli, sausage rice noodles, etc. are all their specialties.

But in the past week, Wei Yan ate every morning, and the chef who specialized in preparing breakfast almost suspected that he was about to be kicked out!

I wish I could hug my quilt and cry at night.

He lives in the same dormitory with his roommate, and every time he cleans the dormitory, he can clearly see the increasing amount of hair loss on the floor.

There is no way...

The Wei family really gave too much!

Working in the villa every week, their salary is five times what they would get in a five-star hotel on weekdays!

Not only is the salary high, but the workload is also small.

These chefs who were hired at high salaries did not need to do anything else except preparing Wei Yan's food every day.

This would get me fired.

The two chefs in the kitchen thought about it and felt that they would have to cry too.

The kitchen was extremely quiet for a moment...

After two seconds of silence, another chef spoke up: "Well... the ideas of rich people... may be different from those of ordinary people like us, but no matter what Mr. Wei wants to eat, we just need to prepare it."

Although he thought about it for a long time, he still couldn't figure out why Wei Yan had such a strange habit.

but……

Since they are here to work, they should just continue to work honestly.

The boss can eat whatever he wants, and they just do it!

"Ah... you are right." The chef nodded with lingering fear. As long as he was not fired by the Wei family, everything could be discussed!

…………

After three consecutive tests, Wei Yan was sure that it was the medicated food that Uncle Fu had prepared for him that had improved the condition of his legs.

I don’t want to disappoint Uncle Fu again.

Wei Yan only planned to simply inquire about the origin of Uncle Fu's medicinal food, and then ask Secretary Zhao to go and find someone.

Although he didn't know who prescribed these medicinal recipes, Wei Yan was sure.

The person must be a very skilled doctor to be able to formulate a medicinal diet that can improve central nervous system damage and peripheral nerve damage!

In the past three years, Wei Yan had tried traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture treatments, and had also taken many medicines prescribed by experts.

However, these treatments had little effect on him, and many of them had no effect at all.

It was Wei Yan who made the headhunting company focus directly on the international market in recent years.

However, when Wei Yan asked this question, Uncle Fu, who was originally chatting with him with a smile, froze on the spot, "Why did you suddenly ask about this, Master? Or did you feel uncomfortable after eating these medicinal foods?"

Uncle Fu had not forgotten what the driver had told him, about the feud between Wei Yan and Doctor Su.

What if Wei Yan heard that these medicinal foods were prescribed by Doctor Su and stopped eating them in the future?

Their young master doesn't have many favorite foods.

Wei Yan: “…………?”

Wei Yan looked puzzled. He had no intention of telling Uncle Fu the whole story, but when he saw Uncle Fu was hesitant and evasive, he

Wei Yan still told the truth: "These medicinal foods have improved my condition. I want Secretary Zhao to find this doctor to be my personal family doctor."

Uncle Fu: “…………”

The driver who just walked in: “…………???”

...No, Boss, have you forgotten how you rejected Dr. Su before? ? ?

The driver's mind flashed back to the scene of Dr. Su jumping up and down in the rearview mirror.

The driver's scalp was tingling. He suspected that if his boss just showed up at his house like this, he would be beaten into a pig's head by Dr. Xiao Su on the spot.

…………

General Internal Medicine Outpatient Clinic of the Sixth Hospital.

It was past ten o'clock in the morning and there were no more patients in the outpatient office.

Su Tang's nose started to itch, and she sneezed twice.

Su Tang: "Hey, what's going on? Is someone scolding me behind my back? I don't have a cold, but I sneezed several times this morning."

Pan Yuhao pretended to be mysterious: "It's probably the neurology department, neurosurgery department, and traditional Chinese medicine department next door... After all, you snatched 10 million donations from them!"

"Not really..."

Su Tangqiqiaiai: "I didn't take the initiative to steal it. They came to Pu Nei Ke on their own."

Su Tang changed her attitude and pretended that she had not said anything that had just been scolded: "I have been sneezing all day. It must be that Dr. Lan missed me. Didn't she just go to the neurology department for residency training two days ago?"

Pan Yuhao: “………………”

Pan Yuhao was speechless. Be careful, people from the three departments next door might hear you saying this and come knocking on your door!

In the past two days, he has heard from people in the gastroenterology department next door that several departments have secretly formed a group and are trying every means to put sacks on their general internal medicine doctors every day.

I heard that there are more than a dozen people in the group now...

"Oh." Pan Yuhao sighed. He suspected that if he continued like this, he would become the first victim in a few days.

As a result, he has been afraid to go home alone after get off work these days.

Su Tang: “…………?”

Why did she suddenly feel that Dr. Pan's eyes became resentful?

Oh! She didn't say anything just now.

…………

In the outpatient registration area, a girl with a high ponytail was supporting a thin girl in white clothes while registering.

The thin girl was gasping for breath at this moment, her face pale and she looked like she had chest tightness and shortness of breath.

"Hey... you said you just wanted to break up, didn't you? How did you get yourself into this state? It would be fine if you suffer from insomnia every night, but now you even have asthma. I don't know what to do with you now." Chen Jingjing frowned, supporting her friend while randomly selecting a doctor she liked on the automatic registration machine.

Originally, Chen Jingjing wanted to choose a specialist, but when she saw the number of people queuing behind the specialists' numbers, Chen Jingjing chose a doctor who had no patients at the moment.

Chen Jingjing looked at the number in her hand and sighed: "Let's go to the general internal medicine department on the third floor."

Liu Lin panted and gave her roommate a guilt-ridden smile, speaking incoherently: "Well, I didn't expect that I would be so sad after breaking up. I couldn't sleep all night... If you hadn't helped me, asked for leave, and brought me to the hospital today, I wouldn't know what to do... cough cough cough..."

Liu Lin once suffered from spastic bronchitis, but it was not serious and would only flare up occasionally when there were changes in the environment or when she felt unwell.

Before her bronchitis, she only needed to drink more water, rest and keep warm. When it attacked, additional antibiotics and nebulizer inhalation could significantly improve the condition.

But this time...

Liu Lin first went to the school doctor to get antibiotics, and then went to a small clinic next to the school to get an anti-inflammatory injection and a nebulizer inhalation. However, after three or four days, the improvement was very poor. After catching a cold last night, she had palpitations, headaches, coughs and wheezing again this morning.

This forced Liu Lin to take leave from school and rush to the nearest tertiary hospital.

"Alas, you've been broken up for more than half a month... It's hard to find a three-legged frog, but there are two-legged men everywhere. Why do you have to do this to yourself?" Chen Jingjing frowned and supported her friend and said, "After you come to the hospital for treatment this time, you must not always think about your ex-boyfriend!"

"I understand... cough cough cough."

Supported by her friend, Liu Lin coughed twice, covered her chest, and tried to nod to her friend to assure him.

I just don't know whether this guarantee will be effective after I go back.

…………

Chen Jingjing helped her friend upstairs, found clinic No. 315 according to the information on the number, and pushed the door open and walked in.

When Su Tang looked up, she saw two pretty girls. She nodded and greeted them, "Hello, are you feeling unwell?"

Su Tang glanced at the two people and saw that one of them had a pale face and the other had a rosy face. She immediately fixed her eyes on the pale-faced Liu Lin: "I see that you don't look too well... Please sit here."

The girl opposite looked to be in her early 20s, and judging by her clothes, she should be a student at school.

Su Tang saw that the other person's face was pale, with large dark circles under her eyelids, and that she was covering her chest with both hands and breathing rapidly. Su Tang roughly guessed the situation of the girl in front of her in just a moment.

The girl in front of me obviously has a respiratory disease, judging by her age and the way she keeps gasping for breath.

Su Tang guessed it was bronchial asthma.

But speculation aside, Su Tang still inquired about the other party's condition as usual: "Give me the medical records, and tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"I've been suffering from insomnia and palpitations for the past three days. I've also been feeling dizzy and restless all the time..." Liu Lin handed over the medical record and described her condition to Su Tang without any hesitation. However, she spoke in a halting manner and gasped for breath.

The girl's name is Liu Lin, she is 21 years old and a junior in college. She has a history of spastic bronchitis. She broke up with her boyfriend half a month ago. She has been anxious and irritable since the breakup, and has suffered from insomnia every day in the past half month.

Due to insomnia for too long, he has been feeling dizzy, irritable and breathless in the past week. The temperature dropped sharply the night before, so he developed cold symptoms yesterday. It was not until this morning when he passed by the cafeteria and smelled the pungent odor of food that he started coughing and wheezing again. He then took an emergency taxi to the hospital for treatment.

Su Tang looked at the beads of sweat on Liu Lin's forehead and her brows wrinkled slightly.

What's wrong with young people nowadays?

It was just a broken heart, how did it develop into insomnia, and insomnia into asthma?

Seeing the other party speaking incoherently and with a weak breath, Su Tang couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

No matter what, your own body is the most important.

Su Tang felt Liu Lin's pulse and confirmed her condition before looking at her. After a moment's thought, she said, "Your condition has evolved from spastic bronchitis to bronchial asthma. Strictly speaking, it is very difficult to completely cure bronchial asthma... This is mainly related to your allergic constitution and genes. However, if you want to control it to the point where you don't have attacks as much as possible in the future, or if you do have an attack, the symptoms are very mild, it is still possible."

"Really?" Liu Lin's eyes lit up and she was very excited.

She had searched online before coming here in the past two days and found out that bronchial asthma cannot be cured, but it can be controlled and relieved.

However...

Control and relief are only relative terms, but an attack is still very painful. It can only reduce the frequency of acute asthma attacks and relieve the condition after an attack.

But from what the doctor said, it seems that asthma treatment can be started before it occurs, which can not only reduce the frequency of attacks but also make the attacks less painful than they are now.

"Yes, it's true... I plan to give you a combination of Chinese and Western medicine treatment..."

Su Tang nodded, and after a moment's silence, he looked at Liu Lin: "We can use meridian fumigation or acupuncture, and then use herbal medicine for treatment. At the same time, we should carry emergency rescue drugs, such as salbutamol, to control the emergency situation."

But before Liu Lin could smile happily, Su Tang continued to frown and said, "But... these are only temporary solutions. If Miss Liu's boyfriend problem cannot be solved, I'm afraid she will continue to suffer from insomnia and emotional instability, which will lead to asthma attacks and worsen her asthma."

"Sigh..." Chen Jingjing and Liu Lin looked at each other and both frowned slightly.

But if you think about it carefully, what the doctor said is not wrong.

This matter itself was caused by a breakup. If we want to solve it now, I'm afraid we still have to solve the source first.

The clinic seemed to become extremely quiet at this moment.

Everyone is thinking about how to solve this problem.

But since we've broken up, we can't let people cry and beg for reconciliation, right?

This is too cheap.

Su Tang scratched her head, her long eyelashes moved slightly. She looked at Liu Lin and then at the silent Chen Jingjing. She was about to say - Miss Liu, this is an emotional illness. We can use hypnotic suggestion therapy to treat it...

Unexpectedly, Chen Jingjing patted Liu Lin on the shoulder, as if she had made up her mind, and gritted her teeth and said, "Sister! What's a boyfriend? There are more than one handsome guy in the world! I tell you, from today on, I will take out all my living expenses to help you regularly support your four children!"

Su Tang: “…………???”

Pan Yuhao: “…………????”

Huh?! Pan Yuhao, who was sitting next to him, almost spit out the tea in his mouth because he hadn't said anything just now.

Are college students nowadays so open-minded?

The best friend broke up with her boyfriend, so the girl directly gave her four little wolfhounds to raise?

What a touching friendship between best friends!

Su Tang gritted her teeth and dryly advised: "This, this is not good... Aren't you just in college? When you are in college, you still have to focus on studying..."

It's a waste of life, let's just forget about the four little wolfhounds...

This little girl looks skinny and has asthma. How can she handle four little wolfhounds together?

What's more, this is not in line with the core values ​​of socialism!

Pan Yuhao coughed twice and said, "Ms. Liu is not in good health and has to go to school on weekdays. Are four too many? I think one is enough."

"ah?……"

Chen Jingjing blinked in confusion, her face full of surprise: "Is four too many?"

Su Tang and Pan Yuhao had wooden faces: “…………”

Aren’t four little wolfhounds enough?

Do you want to have a different person every seven days of the week? A new person every day for thirty days of the month?

Chen Jingjing pursed her face: "Alas, four is really not enough... I am a woman who regularly sponsors a company, and I have to spend at least three or four hours a day playing with them."

Su Tang, Pan Yuhao: “………………”

Oh my god!

Is this the adult life of the rich girls of the Nth generation? ? ? ?

Sponsoring a wolfhound from a club? ? !

Times have indeed changed!

Although I don't know what the other person looks like.

But in Su Tang's mind, a series of handsome men with mosaics on their faces flashed unconsciously, from the handsome and cool handsome type, to the playboy evil type, to the enthusiastic and cheerful sports type, the elegant and gentle prince type, the cute and soft milk dog type, the arrogant and handsome wolf dog type...

“Hmm…”

Su Tang lowered her head in shame and silence.

Actually.

Think about it, the little girl in front of me just made a mistake that all women in the world would make...

It’s not impossible to treat it this way…?

However, just as Su Tang was struggling, wondering whether she should just abandon her moral integrity and let the patient make whatever choice he wanted.

Liu Lin beside him turned her head to the side with empty and numb eyes, and said ruthlessly: "No... I don't like Bai Qi, Li Zeyan, Uchiha Sasuke, Uchiha Itachi, Ace, and I don't like Gojo Satoru, Xia Yujie... I don't want to answer their calls every time there is a game activity..."

Liu Lin lowered her head: "This, this is too embarrassing... There are so many people in the dormitory, it's too embarrassing..."

She couldn't bear such shame.

Su Tang: “………………”

Pan Yuhao: “………………”

emotion……

Does sponsoring a few children mean raising a few paper people?

It really is a good era where you can change your husband today, change your husband tomorrow, and have a groom every night.