Chapter 457 That Boy Is Not a Good Match
The place where Dr. Wang Wu invited Yu Zhiming to dinner was in his office in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
As Dr. Wang walked into the office, Yu Zhiming couldn't help but twitch his nose.
The strong aroma of food and the faint smell of Chinese medicine.
Are you inviting him to a medicinal meal?
Yu Zhiming glanced at the coffee table in the reception area, which was filled with casseroles and earthenware pots.
Then, his eyes turned to the young beauty standing next to the sofa, wearing a tight turtleneck sweater, a skirt, and short boots.
"Doctor Yu, this is my daughter, Wang Shuisu."
Yu Zhiming nodded and smiled gently, and then listened to Wang Wu continue to introduce, "Stachys chinensis is a traditional Chinese medicine."
"I put some Chinese herbs suitable for girls' names in a box. And her mother found Stachys sylvestris."
This naming method is quite...unique.
Yu Zhiming commented in his mind and sat on either side of the coffee table with Dr. Wang.
He looked at the dishes on the coffee table.
Yu Zhiming could recognize that the main ingredients of the dishes were stewed pork feet, stewed pork ribs, stewed lamb, and a steamed fish. It was quite rich.
It suits his carnivore preferences very well.
Mostly stews, though.
Wang Wu picked up the chopsticks and said, "Doctor Yu, please taste it first, then we can talk about cooperation!"
Yu Zhiming didn't hesitate to pick up his chopsticks and tasted the dishes on the coffee table one by one.
Each dish has a light medicinal aroma, but the aroma does not overpower the flavor, nor does it mask the aroma of the main ingredients.
Overall, it's delicious.
However, this food tastes good because it is a medicinal food, which makes Yu Zhiming involuntarily lower his evaluation standards.
If Yu Zhiming had eaten a banquet with such taste at Luweiju or Yiyuan Restaurant, he would definitely not go there again.
"Doctor Yu, please try this pigeon soup!"
Yu Zhiming took a small bowl of clear pigeon soup with a few pieces of meat from Wang Shuisu.
He thanked her first and took another sip of soup.
“It’s rich and delicious.”
Yu Zhiming commented, then looked at Wang Wu and said softly, "Doctor Wang, I'm not a gourmet. I can only give you a general idea of my feelings."
He pondered and said, "These medicinal dishes are not as delicious as those made by restaurant chefs, but they are better than those made in small restaurants and at home."
"Medicinal food is all about efficacy. I think it's quite good to be able to make it taste this good."
Wang Wu laughed heartily, enjoying the experience, and said, "It has to maintain a certain level of efficacy while also being delicious."
"Doctor Yu, you may not believe this, but these medicinal food recipes are the result of twenty to thirty years of repeated experimentation and continuous improvement. Every dish has condensed a lot of my hard work."
Wang Wu took a sip of pigeon soup and recalled, "Doctor Yu, my mother gave birth to me prematurely."
"I was born with a deficiency. I have been thin and weak since I was a child. I have been suffering from minor illnesses all the time and have to take Chinese medicine frequently."
"To avoid the bitter and unpalatable medicinal soup, when I was in middle school, I read the medical books at home and tried to make delicious and nourishing medicinal meals."
"Since then, I have plunged into the field of medicinal food and conducted research for 20 to 30 years."
Wang Wu said somewhat complacently, "The Wangji Medicinal Diet is the result of my many years of research."
"However, the greatest achievement of my research into medicinal food is that it has restored my health."
These words made Yu Zhiming look at Dr. Wang involuntarily.
He is only about 1.6 meters tall and very skinny. How could his gross weight be 80 kilograms?
He has such a skinny little body, and it was maintained by eating homemade medicinal food?
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but have deep doubts about the efficacy of his family's medicinal food!
Wang Wu naturally saw the doubt on Yu Zhiming's face and smiled indifferently.
"Doctor Yu, my health was examined by more than one medical expert in my early years, and they all predicted that I wouldn't live past forty."
Wang Wu gestured a number to Yu Zhiming and said aloud, "I am fifty-seven this year."
"I feel like I can live for at least another twenty years."
Only fifty-seven?
Yu Zhiming couldn't help but look at Dr. Wang, the wrinkled old man.
No one would doubt this honor even at the age of 67.
Yu Zhiming believes that in order to convince people of the efficacy of medicinal food, it is better for Dr. Wang not to come out and testify in person.
He changed the subject and asked, "Doctor Wang, what are your opinions on the cooperative development of this medicinal diet?"
Wang Wu sighed softly and said, "Back then, I was very ambitious and wanted to promote medicinal cuisine and expand my business."
"But my luck was bad and I lost a lot."
He met Yu Zhiming's gaze and said, "Doctor Yu, we will invest in the company with our medicinal recipes, holding a 40% stake."
"We are not involved in the operation and promotion of the enterprise. We are only responsible for the preparation and production of medicinal food."
"besides……"
Wang Wu added: "No matter how the company increases capital or expands shares in the future, our 40% stake cannot be diluted."
Yu Zhiming let out a soft "oh".
Then, he picked up the bowl of rice that Wang Shuisu had prepared for him and began to eat it with big mouthfuls of the meat and vegetables on the coffee table.
Wang Wu waited for a moment, blinked his eyes, and asked, "Doctor Yu, what do you think about cooperation?"
"Do you accept the cooperation terms I proposed? Or do you not accept them?"
Yu Zhiming took a sip of the pigeon soup and swallowed the food before replying, "Doctor Wang, as for business matters, I don't care about anything else except investing some money."
"My Qing Ning will discuss the cooperation conditions you proposed with you in detail."
Wang Wu chuckled and said, "Actually, I've left the responsibility of the medicinal food to Shui Su and her mother."
"Let my Shui Su and your girlfriend Gu Qingning sit down and discuss the specific terms of cooperation."
Yu Zhiming hummed, then turned and urged, "Doctor Wang, let's eat quickly."
"The food is cold, and it doesn't taste good..."
Twenty minutes later, Yu Zhiming thanked the Wang father and daughter for their hospitality and left with satisfaction.
Wang Wu sent Yu Zhiming out of the office, and when he came back he saw that the casserole, the earthenware jar and the plates on the coffee table were empty.
"This guy is such a big eater that I can't even eat enough."
Wang Wu touched his belly and suddenly thought of something. He looked at his daughter who was starting to clean the coffee table.
"Shui Su, you specially prepared so many meat dishes. It seems you came prepared. Did you know about that kid beforehand?"
Wang Shuisu said in a soft voice, "Isn't it natural to understand the preferences of your partner beforehand?"
"It's no secret that Dr. Yu has a big appetite. When we invite people to dinner, we can't let them go hungry, right?"
Wang Wu nodded and warned, "Shui Su, remember this: even though that boy has great abilities and looks good, he's not a good match for you."
Wang Shuisu stopped what he was doing, looked up and asked, "Dad, if she's not a good match, why is the little princess of the Gu family still clinging to her?"
Wang Wu snorted and said, "What do you know?"
"The Gu family owns hospitals and pharmaceutical companies. To them, Yu Zhiming is a cash cow, so naturally they have to win him over."
"That little princess of the Gu family was the victim of a marriage alliance. She had no choice but to agree."
Wang Shuisu retorted, "When the little princess of the Gu family mentioned Doctor Yu, the happy expression on her face didn't seem fake."
Wang Wu snorted, "He must be pretending."
"Shui Su, Yu's great achievements in medicine are not only due to his talent, but also his passion and hard work."
"I know this kind of person best. He's a workaholic. Family and women don't occupy much of a place in his heart."
"There won't be much happiness in being his wife."
Wang Shuisu lowered his head to continue tidying up the coffee table and muttered, "I know that someone asked Dr. Yu if he had a girlfriend when he first met him."
Wang Wu: “…”
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, a middle-aged man named Xia Fan, who claimed to be a friend of Dr. You, found Yu Zhiming.
Yu Zhiming heard the man's voice was a little hoarse, so he took him directly to the examination room.
After a quick inspection, he discovered the problem.
Xia Fan's left vocal cord was slightly stiff when abducting and adducting, and compared with the soft and natural right vocal cord, there was an asynchronous lag in the movement.
Yu Zhiming conducted further investigations and found no other problems with the man's vocal cords, such as nodules, hyperplasia, inflammation, etc.
His initial judgment was that the man had vocal cord paralysis, which was currently a unilateral incomplete paralysis with less obvious symptoms.
However, vocal cord paralysis is just a symptom, and the causes of vocal cord paralysis are more complicated.
Common causes include invasion, compression or traction of the vagus nerve and recurrent laryngeal nerve by tumors or space-occupying lesions, as well as iatrogenic injuries, viral infections, cerebrovascular diseases, and some congenital diseases.
Since Xia Fan had no other symptoms such as headache, dizziness or fever, but only hoarseness, Yu Zhiming focused on exploring abnormalities in the throat.
After all, the possibility of a single symptom such as vocal cord paralysis occurring among physical discomfort symptoms caused by tumors, viral infections, cerebrovascular diseases, congenital diseases, etc. is extremely low.
This single symptom is most likely to be a direct cause.
Anatomically, the normal activity of the vocal cords is controlled by the recurrent laryngeal nerve, a branch of the vagus nerve.
The vagus nerve and recurrent laryngeal nerve travel a long distance in the body, so damage to them increases the chance of causing vocal cord paralysis.
When the tissues around the vagus nerve and recurrent laryngeal nerve are diseased, invading, compressing or pulling these nerves, it will cause vocal cord movement disorders.
Yu Zhiming's expanded exploration of the surrounding area actually yielded some discoveries.
He used long-handled foreign body forceps to pull out a thin object about one centimeter long from Xia Fan's left throat.
After cleaning it, Yu Zhiming determined that it was toothbrush bristles.
"Doctor Xia, a toothbrush bristle like this is stuck so deep into your throat muscles."
"Don't you feel anything yourself?"
Xia Fan shook his head and suddenly realized, "Doctor Yu, I understand."
"More than a month ago, my tonsils were repeatedly inflamed and my throat was very sore. This must have happened during that time..."
Around seven o'clock in the evening, after having dinner in the hospital cafeteria, Yu Zhiming came to the director's office of orthopedics to attend Dr. Xiang's treatment consultation.
When he walked into the office, Yu Zhiming saw two acquaintances.
Dr. Weng Yang from the Plastic Surgery Department, and Dr. Cai Yongxian from the Trauma Surgery Department...
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