Wei Yan sat in the back seat of a low-key business car, his deep eyes piercing through the car window and resting on the camphor trees on both sides of the street.
The secretary looked at Wei Yan subconsciously through the rearview mirror.
It’s a pity that the man’s expression is always cold and he can’t tell whether he is happy or angry.
Just now at the hospital, the chief doctor of the Sixth Hospital conducted a detailed examination of their boss. Unfortunately, no matter how careful the examination was, it was useless. Mr. Wei's condition still did not improve at all.
"Mr. Wei, lunch has been booked at the Michelin restaurant on Xibei Road. Do you need to call now and ask the restaurant to start preparing?" The secretary retracted his gaze and reported his work as usual.
As the chairman of several listed companies, Wei Yan is very busy.
Even if he had an appointment to see a doctor at the hospital this morning, he still had to be at work on time in the afternoon. In order to make up for the missed time in the morning, Wei Yan would always squeeze out his lunch break to work. It was naturally impossible for him to wait in a restaurant for more than ten minutes for a meal.
Having been with Wei Yan for a long time, the secretary was already accustomed to handling these trivial matters, and today he just asked questions as usual.
"There is a lot to do at the company, so you can just bring your lunch to the company. There is no need to go to the restaurant specially." Wei Yan looked out of the car window, his deep gaze sweeping across the shops along the street, and his tone was light.
suddenly--
A faint aroma of medicinal food passed through the crowd and entered the car through the gap in the car window...
It was a familiar yet distinctly different scent, which immediately reminded Wei Yan of the overbearing salty aroma of the Sixth Hospital Clinic.
Thinking of the fragrance, the man's Adam's apple moved unconsciously and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Mr. Wei, there is a restaurant you often go to on this street. I will ask the bodyguard to go to the restaurant to pack up the food and bring it back to the company." The secretary took out his cell phone and prepared to call the bodyguard as usual.
However, before the secretary could make the call, the man sitting in the back row slowly said, "My legs were a little uncomfortable just now."
"Do you want me to ask your family doctor to wait for you at the company right away?" The secretary suddenly became nervous.
Wei Yan's cold eyes penetrated the car window and he said nonchalantly, "No, it's all the same medicines, they're useless and make me sick."
"But……"
The secretary looked anxious. This was their boss. Was he just going to leave him alone just because his leg was hurting?
"Since we have to eat anyway, why don't Mr. Wei try some medicinal food... It smelled delicious today when we were at the Sixth Hospital outpatient clinic." The driver suggested carefully while driving.
As a driver, he used to say almost nothing while driving in the car, silent as a stone.
But the aroma from the Sixth Hospital outpatient clinic at noon today was so tempting that the driver swallowed subconsciously after only a brief recollection.
The secretary asked cautiously, "... Mr. Wei, what do you think of the medicinal diet?"
It would have been a good thing if the driver didn't remind him, because this reminder also reminded him of the overbearing and incredible aroma of medicinal food in the outpatient clinic of the Sixth Hospital just now.
Having been with Wei Yan for many years, the secretary has tasted many delicacies from land and sea.
But he had never encountered such a domineering Xianxiang as today.
"Let's do as you said and send someone to buy it and deliver it to the company. You can also try it together. Thank you for your hard work in accompanying me to the hospital today." Wei Yan's expression was calm, but the driver and secretary were deeply moved.
I didn’t expect the boss would remember them even after having lunch.
"Go directly to the Central Hospital for follow-up visits in the future. The medical technology here at the Sixth Hospital is similar to that of the other hospitals. There's no need to travel so far in the future." Wei Yan whispered, tapping his fingers lightly on the car door armrest.
"Yes, Mr. Wei." The secretary quickly wrote down the boss's words in his work notebook.
Over the years, they have visited almost all the famous hospitals, big and small, around the world.
The main reason for visiting all the top three hospitals in Shenzhen this time is that the company's headquarters moved to Shenzhen this year. According to the plan, they will live here for three to five years. If the company develops rapidly, the big boss may settle down here directly.
Wei Yan said indifferently: "Outpatient clinics are places for seeing patients, and the smell of food has a great impact on patients' senses... Next time you go to the hospital, you can bring some of the new air purifiers produced by our subsidiary as a donation."
The secretary nodded and immediately agreed: "Okay, Mr. Wei."
But it is true...
In a serious place like a hospital outpatient clinic, even if the aroma of the medicinal food makes your mouth water, you will still feel that the doctor is unprofessional.
The secretary secretly glanced back at Wei Yan's expression.
The boss's cold and hard expression didn't change at all, he still looked like a heartless and desireless person who kept strangers away.
But it seems that the aroma of medicinal food in the clinic still has some influence on Mr. Wei.
Otherwise, their chairman, who is ranked first in the global Asian ranking of VUCH, would not expand the business scope for a small air purifier under his subsidiary.
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Su Tang originally thought that the patient at noon would be a great success, but he didn't expect it to be a flash in the pan...
Wait until the afternoon.
Su Tang sat in the office for more than three hours and didn't see a single patient until the end of the shift.
Only Dr. Liu from the gastroenterology department next door poked his head out several times for no apparent reason, with a provocative, weird expression on his face that almost made Dr. Pan go berserk and hurt people.
Su Tang: “…”
Oh, why does this gastroenterologist love to show off so much?
If this continues, she will soon be unable to hold back and want to hit someone.
Su Tang sighed, put on her bag, and left the Sixth Hospital with heavy steps.
As a miraculous healer, doesn't she deserve the love of her patients?
The business still needs to be developed, and time must be seized...
Su Tang didn't forget it. It was clearly written in the book - [It rained heavily on the night of Song Zhexuan's 28th birthday. Song Zhexuan got drunk at a party with his friends. His friends called Song's house and asked the driver to pick him up. Su Wanwan was worried and followed the driver to the bar. Unexpectedly, she saw the other party kissing a woman with red lips, black hair and a beautiful figure. Su Wanwan's tears immediately fell down. She turned her head and rushed into the rain...]
It was this rain that caused Su Wanwan to have a high fever and fall into a coma. Her heart disease, which had been able to hold on, broke out completely and she needed an emergency heart transplant. As for Song Zhexuan in this article, he is naturally the No. 1 male protagonist in the novel - the overbearing CEO who inherited a family fortune of tens of billions, and the first love boyfriend of the abusive female protagonist.
Otherwise, why would a rich CEO be willing to share the same woman with other men? Of course, it was because he had severely hurt the heroine.
Of course……
The tragic love story in the small dark room, escaping and meeting the male protagonist No. 3 and No. 4 are another story.
"Song Zhexuan is 4 years older than Su Wanwan, and Su Wanwan and I are twins..."
Su Tang stared with dead eyes, silently looking at the passers-by outside the car window.
She started school early and graduated this year at the age of 22 and a half. If it weren't for this bloody plot, she would still have plenty of life to squander at her age.
But now, if we calculate the time since the novel started, it has only been a little over a year...
In the 1v1 ancient sadomasochism stories, the hero and heroine love each other. If they get sick, get injured, or have their organs removed, it’s all their business and no one else has to interfere.
But this NP sadomasochism is different...
Although the hero and heroine may also be injured, the ones who suffer the most are often the others, especially the heroine's family, in order to make the protagonist suffer both physically and mentally.
For example, the heroine's father who was chopped into a stick by the hero at the beginning, or the heroine's family members who were killed by the hero's parents... plus the heroine's sister who was dug out of her heart by the hero...
Su Tang let out a long sigh and felt that in NP sadistic novels, the heroine's family was much more miserable than the heroine.
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Su Tang's family lives in an old urban village neighborhood, which is full of the earliest red brick buildings in Shenzhen built decades ago.
There are almost no elevators in the building, but it is still quite lively.
Su Tang got off the car and walked all the way home. On the way, she met many neighbors who greeted her. They were all old neighbors that Su Tang was familiar with.
"Hey, my daughter is back! How was your first day at work?" Fang Guihua was sitting at the door of the clinic chatting with a few old men and women. When she saw Su Tang, her eyes lit up and she smiled brilliantly.
In Fang Guihua's heart, her daughter is really good in every way. Not only is she good-looking and good at studying, but she is also very filial.
Compared to the naughty boy next door who sleeps until noon and needs his parents to knock on the door loudly, my daughter would often get up early and prepare breakfast with them.
"Everything is fine. My colleagues in the department take good care of me. Don't worry, mom." Su Tang tilted her head back, her little face soft and sweet, her crescent eyes curved, and her two clever little fangs showing when she smiled. She had no intention of mentioning to Fang Guihua the fact that she was left out in the outpatient department.
It is common for Chinese people to report good news but not sorrow, and the same is true for Su Tang.
The familiar old men and women around immediately laughed and said that Fang Guihua was blessed.
After saying hello to everyone outside the clinic, Su Tang ran upstairs to the kitchen.
The building where the Su Family Clinic is located has a total of 7 floors. The first floor is the clinic and various shops, and the upper floors are residential areas.
When Mr. Su bought the house, he bought the first and second floors. The Su family built a staircase on the inside of the first and second floors, and Su Tang went upstairs directly from the store.
Su Yanbang was preparing dinner upstairs. When he saw Su Tang, he also smiled happily.
The chubby middle-aged man tied an apron around his body, which made him look even more kind and amiable.
Su Tang put down her backpack, squeezed into the kitchen, and said with a smile: "Dad! I told you this morning that the chicken soup I asked you to make for lunch is ready?"
Su Yanbang touched his chubby chin and smiled like a Maitreya Buddha: "Tangtang, Dad did as you said. First, soak the fish maw in cold water for 18 hours, then wash the old hen, cut it into pieces, marinate it, and simmer it over low heat for 4 hours..."
Having retrieved the memories of his previous life and obtained countless secret recipes of royal cooking, Su Tang naturally wanted to use them on his own family.
However, their clinic mainly provides Western medicine, and there was not even a single nutritious wolfberry downstairs, so it took some time to gather all the herbs.
Therefore, whether it was this morning’s soybean sesame pork ribs soup or this afternoon’s fish maw, poria cocos and hen soup, they all appeared in the Su family’s kitchen for the first time.
The two beautiful eyebrows on Su Yanbang's chubby face wrinkled into two caterpillars. He was a little uncertain and said, "But... can this chicken soup be as delicious as the soybean, sesame and pork rib soup you had this morning?"
The clay pot for cooking soup was covered with a wet towel to prevent it from breathing, as instructed by the young lady.
Therefore, the soup was stewed for an entire afternoon, but Su Yanbang didn't smell any fragrance at all, and he became more and more uneasy.
That small pot of soybean, sesame and pork ribs soup in the morning made him drool.
If he didn't have to maintain the demeanor of an elder, Su Yanbang would have wanted to have a big bowl right there.
The more he looked forward to it, the more nervous he became. Su Yanbang was a little unsure about the taste of the food in front of him.
"Dad, when have I ever lied to you? Just believe me."
Su Tang smiled and said coquettishly, "You smoked when you were young, and now you cough frequently."
"I added Poria cocos, dried tangerine peel, and Pinellia ternata to this soup. Poria cocos is sweet, and it strengthens the spleen and calms the mind. Together with dried tangerine peel and Pinellia ternata, it can just cure your frequent coughing problem. Fish maw nourishes yin and complexion, strengthens the body, and relieves waist and knee pain. This pot of fish maw, Poria cocos, and hen soup is just right for you. Drink more at dinner~, and I'll give you a few more injections later, and I guarantee you'll sleep well tonight."
When his own daughter started to act coquettishly, Su Yanbang's heart softened.
It was a pity that the little girl in front of him couldn't reassure him about the taste of the chicken soup no matter how much she talked. Instead, it made him even more nervous.
What is fish glue? Fish glue is fish glue, also known as fish bubble, and what is Poria cocos, dried orange peel and Pinellia ternata? It is the bitter traditional Chinese medicine!
It smells fishy and bitter like medicine. Even if you add yam, wolfberry and candied dates, can it still taste good?
Su Yanbang wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Forget it, it was the young lady's kindness after all, so he should just drink it later. After all, it took a lot of effort to stew this pot of hen soup.
But before Su Yanbang could finish his thought, Su Tang in front of the stove had already lifted the wet towel, grabbed the pot lid and lifted it up.
"coax--!"
White mist accompanied by strong hot air instantly rose from the clay pot, stirring up a white steam mushroom bubble.
The strong fresh aroma accompanied by a hint of sweetness jumped up and down in the kitchen like crazy.
Su Yanbang's eyes widened, and he was almost stunned by the strong fragrance in front of him!
This this this this this…
Is this really the chicken soup he spent the whole afternoon stewing today? !
Instead of dragon liver and pheasant bile? !
The old men and women who had just been chatting with Fang Guihua downstairs had all fallen silent. They all turned around and instinctively looked in the direction of the Su family's kitchen.
"Guihua...what did you make at home? Why does it smell so good...?"
In the crowd, the old lady's eyes glowed green and her voice was faint.
Fang Guihua stammered, unsure: "Old, old hen, chicken soup, right...?"
This is the only pickled mustard greens they have for dinner tonight.
Other old men and women around: “…………”
Old hen? Who are you kidding!
Who hasn't made chicken soup these days? How can chicken soup be so delicious? !