Galactic Garbage Station

"Mr. Su, who is the chef, is a chef and not a doctor. How can he take the pulse?" Wang Zhuo explained.

"Since it is not a doctor, what is the qualification to talk about diet? I don't look down on the chef, but the profession has a specialization. The diet is strictly a medicine, not a cooking. He should at least talk to me face to face, what should If you should not eat anything, you must ask me first, otherwise the cooking skills will be more brilliant, and it is no good to eat the wrong things." Liu Wei, a middle-aged doctor, is dissatisfied.

The so-called diet, that is, the use of food to affect all aspects of the body's functions, so that it can be a healthy or more disease-preventing method.

But not just get some nutrients, even if it is a diet, you must supplement the symptoms according to your body's needs. Otherwise, it will be harmful and harmful. For example, some people consciously suffer from physical deficiency, and they often use tonics such as ginseng wine, Huangqi Huaishan, and Shenqijing to supplement them. Unexpectedly, such things are against people with yin deficiency (pale, horrified, low fever, night sweats, thirst) It is not available in the case of red tongue and little moss, insomnia and sleep. It is used instead of yin and jin to make the symptoms more serious.

In other words, the most important thing about diet is to eat something, not to cook it.

Anorexia in children is a disease, digestive dysfunction, can not eat anything, otherwise it may lead to vomiting or diarrhea.

“Yesterday, Xiaorui ate the fish fillet porridge cooked by Mr. Su. The whole person was a lot of spirit. After that, other chefs also cooked the fish fillet with the yellow croaker, but Xiaorui still couldn’t eat it.” Wang Zhuo explained, though He knows that Liu Wei is a first-rate doctor and good for his son, but the fact is that the hospital's medical skills seem to be better than a bowl of porridge.

"Oh? Is there still this?" Liu Wei stunned, his face flashed a trace of suspicious color, really porridge delicious when the anorexia does not exist? He pointed to the lunch box that Wang Zhuo held and said, "Let's see what he cooked."

Liu Wei is not completely unreasonable. If the other person cooks it is suitable for eating, you can try it.

After all, under the premise of the right choice of ingredients, smart cooking is really helpful, at least to increase appetite.

Wang Zhuo said that the lunch box was opened, and suddenly a burst of meat was released. Wang Zhuo and Liu Wei immediately swallowed their mouths. The middle-aged woman sitting on the edge of the bed also came up and asked in surprise: "The Su What is Mr. cooked, too sweet."

The three looked into the lunch box and was a small bowl of steamed pork with bright yellow color and small onions.

"No, Xiaorui can't eat greasy things." Liu Wei immediately shook his head and had to admit that the bowl of meat was too fragrant, but not suitable for anorexia.

"Then Mr. Su didn't even know the most basic things." The middle-aged woman frowned slightly.

"I called to ask him." Wang Zhuo wondered, he did not ask Su Shi what to cook, because Su Shi said that the diet, it must be better than himself, in order not to dissipate the heat, he did not along the way Open, so now I know that it is pork. I thought it was still porridge.

"Hey, Mr. Su." After the call, Wang Zhuo was still polite.

"Mr. Wang, how is your son eating?" Su Shi asked.

"Not yet, how did Mr. Su prepare pork instead of porridge, too greasy things my son can't eat." Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly.

"Who said that you can't eat?" Su Shi smiled.

"The doctor said that he said that diet is a medicine, and he should have asked him what to eat." Wang Zhuo’s remarks on Su Shi are somewhat speechless, let alone anorexia, and generally can’t eat greasy fever, this is not Should it be common sense?

"The so-called diet, food is the first treatment, even eat can not eat, talk about diet? And I cook things, you can let your son eat, I believe that bowl of meat is great for your son, as for believe it or not "That's yours." Su Shi said a bit of a force, then hung up the phone, the magic of the World of Warcraft is very clear, after eating, the body is like a reborn, how difficult is it to adjust the digestive function? However, if Wang Zhuo wants to believe it, he does not want to say more. Wasted two or three World of Warcraft meat has some meat pain, too lazy to waste your tongue.

"Food is the first treatment." Wang Zhuo muttered to himself, looking at the boy in the hospital bed, "Xiaorui, do you want to eat this bowl of meat?"

In fact, his problem is superfluous, because his son Wang Rui was half-sleeping, but he was just awakened by the scent. At this moment, his mouth was drooling and he looked at the lunch box and nodded. In fact, he could not see the lunch box from his point of view. What's inside, but the scent is enough to attract.

"Mr. Wang, you have to give this son a bowl of meat. I am not responsible for any problems." Liu Wei frowned.

"You don't have to be responsible, I will bear it." Wang Zhuo said indifferently. In fact, today he did not observe Su Shi less. When he was driven away in the western restaurant, Su Shi’s indifferent attitude made him a lot of Good feeling, intuition Su Shi is a very good person. Moreover, if the bowl of meat really makes the son vomit or diarrhea, then it is not too big, anyway, this is not once or twice. On the contrary, if it is really helpful as Su Shi said, it may be able to Solved a big heart.

"Xiaorui, try a small mouth first." Wang Zhuo took a small piece and handed it to Wang Rui’s mouth. Wang Rui bite down and ate it in three or two times. It’s not that he wants to eat fast. Just too delicious to bear.

"I want it." Wang Rui couldn't wait to reach out to grab the lunch box, but Wang Zhuo didn't give it to him. He still feeded a small mouthful, while watching Wang Rui, until Wang Rui would eat all the meat inside the lunch box. There was nothing wrong with it, and it was obviously much better.

"Dad, I still want to eat." Wang Rui licked his lips and looked like a mouth.

"Oh, I can't eat too much at a time, can I eat it again at dinner?" Wang Zhuo and the middle-aged woman smiled at each other and touched his son's head with affection, watching his son show his long-lost eating, long-lost smile, and his heart was very Happy.

However, I was worried that my son really had symptoms such as nausea or vomiting or diarrhea. Dr. did not dare to relax. He took care of him. Liu Wei also stayed and was always ready to rescue Liu Rui, but it has been over. For several hours, Wang Rui did not have any symptoms, and he became more and more energetic and even got out of bed.

"Mom, I am hungry, can I eat an apple?" Wang Rui picked up a red apple in the plate.

"Of course." The middle-aged woman's eyes brightened.

Wang Rui ate a bite while grabbing the apple while watching the comics, and soon ate more than half.

"Dr. Liu, what do you think?" Wang Zhuo asked Liu Wei.

"This...this...this is not scientific!" Wang Rui, who looked at the joy of eating, Liu Wei was stunned.