Chapter 427 I Cooked Porridge (1 Chapter)

Ye Fei never imagined that on the way back, he would run into the car crash queen, Lu Zhijun, and this girl was indeed worthy of the title. At the intersection of traffic lights, she rammed the rear trunk of a newly bought imported Maybach.

But this time Ye Fei didn't have time to tease her, so he took the time to send her grandma to the hospital first, after all, this was the big deal.

He helped Lu Zhijun pay 80,000 Huaxia coins in advance, then helped Lu Zhijun's grandmother into the car, and went directly to the First People's Hospital of Yinzhou City.

But after arriving at the hospital, Ye Fei realized that the matter was far more serious than he had imagined, because dozens of people in the hospital had already suffered from the same kind of disease, that is, diarrhea, fever, and some were vomiting profusely.

After making arrangements for Lu Zhijun's grandmother, Ye Fei looked at the doctors and nurses who were hurrying back and forth. He knew that it was definitely not as simple as the food poisoning on the surface, because food poisoning is usually regional, and it is caused by one person or Discomfort caused by several people eating the same food.

But the current situation is not like that at all, not only Yinzhou City has such patients, but Jiuyang City also has such patients.

Ye Fei thought of something, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to look at the news. Sure enough, the news reported other troubles like this, and there was even a piece of news that counted the provinces and regions where the disease occurred.

Ye Fei swiped the screen to look, and was taken aback for a moment, because he found that there were dozens or even hundreds of such patients in other provinces, but only three provinces had very few.

Eastern Guangdong Province!

Fujian Province!

Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces!

There are also such patients in these three provinces, but not many. Statistics show that there are only five cases in eastern Guangdong, five in southern Fujian, and six in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Compared with other provinces, this number is much lower. It can be said that it is within the control range and cannot cause major panic.

"Why is this happening?" Ye Fei muttered to himself.

The physique of Chinese people is similar, and it is impossible for other provinces to be flooded with diseases, but the case of eastern Guangdong province, Jiangsu, Zhejiang and southern Fujian provinces are exceptions, there is a reason, there is definitely a reason.

Ye Fei thought for a while, then turned around and came to the ward.

At this time, Lu Zhijun was sitting in front of the hospital bed, holding her grandmother's hand with both hands, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing Ye Fei coming in, Lu Zhijun hurriedly stood up: "Ye Fei, thank you so much today, I will return the money to you later."

Ye Fei waved his hand: "I'll talk about this later, don't worry, by the way, what food did your grandma eat today? Why did it happen?"

Lu Zhijun shook her head: "I don't know either. I was at work, and I hurried back after answering my grandma's call. When I got home, I found my grandma lying on the ground, holding her stomach in great pain."

"Hold your stomach?"

"Yes."

"Can I help the old man feel the pulse?"

"what?"

Lu Zhijun was directly confused by Ye Fei's words, his thoughts jumped too fast, just now he was asking what to eat, and the next sentence is to take his pulse, besides, what's the use of your pulse? Do you know?

From Lu Zhijun's point of view, Ye Fei is a chef. You are really good at cooking. I have never seen a better chef than you, but seeing a doctor...you will too?

Seeing Lu Zhijun looking at him in bewilderment, Ye Fei said, "Actually, I can also learn Chinese medicine."

"Oh."

Seeing that Ye Fei didn't seem to be joking, Lu Zhijun said, "Then help my grandma see the situation."

Said, get out of the way.

Ye Fei sat down on the small stool in front of the hospital bed, then grabbed Grandma Lu Zhijun's wrist, put the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and placed it on her pulse.

He felt that Lu Zhijun's grandma's pulse was very slow, weak, and sometimes a little chaotic. Combined with what Lu Zhijun said, her grandmother was covering her stomach, indicating that there was something wrong with the stomach, and thinking that patients with this disease had vomiting and diarrhea. It is more certain that it is a gastrointestinal problem.

But gastrointestinal problems should not be so difficult to treat. Why do so many people have been sent to the hospital and have been diagnosed and treated by doctors, but their condition has not improved?

Just when Ye Fei touched Grandma Lu Zhijun's wrist to feel her pulse,

A nurse and a doctor with glasses come by.

Seeing Ye Fei's action, the two asked almost at the same time: "What do you do?"

Ye Fei had finished taking the pulse, stood up and said, "Oh, I will take the pulse for the patient."

The little nurse directly pushed Ye Fei aside, and said with a displeased face: "Pulse pulse? Sir, our hospital mainly focuses on Western medicine, and many of them are experts, so I don't bother you."

Although the little nurse's words were not light or serious, it could be heard that they were completely contemptuous.

And the middle-aged doctor is even more straightforward: "Sir, what year is this? Do you think there are still a few people in the world who can use Chinese medical skills to see a doctor? Western medicine is king, the treatment is quick, and you can even go with the treatment, let alone , this is a hospital, if you act recklessly and the patient suffers from mishaps, whose responsibility is it?"

Ye Fei looked at the sign on the glasses doctor's chest, which read Niu He, chief physician, and suddenly grinned, and said seriously, "Doctor Niu He, are you a Westerner or a Chinese?"

Niu He said without hesitation: "Of course they are Chinese."

"Is it an honor for a Chinese doctor to worship Western medicine so much that he has forgotten the good medical skills that our ancestors have left for us?" Ye Fei sneered.

Niu He was taken aback, then said angrily: "How do you talk? What do you do? Do you know anything about medicine? Do you know more or I know more?"

Ye Fei said: "I'm a chef. If you talk about medicine, of course you know a lot."

"chef…………"

Niuhe was in a mess immediately, Nima, I thought you were an expert for a long time, but I didn't expect that you were discussing medicine with a chef. Do you want to be so annoying? What's the difference between this and playing the piano against cows?

"You are a cook, I am too lazy to talk to you about medicine, please leave, the patient needs treatment."

Ye Fei didn't bother to talk to him anymore, so he stepped aside.

Lu Zhijun hurriedly asked, "Doctor, how is my grandma? What is the disease?"

Niu He sighed, facing the beautiful woman, he was still very gracious, and said: "Miss Lu, don't worry, this disease happened suddenly, and now it appears in a large area across the country. In theory, now our hospital and even major hospitals across the country are already organizing expert consultations, and I believe there will be results soon. At present, we can only use conventional means to temporarily stabilize the patient's condition, and the rest will take two days. Know."

"Two days? Didn't you just say that Western medicine is miraculous? Can't you go with the treatment? Why do you need two days?"

"I...Miss Lu, don't get excited. Although I said that, at least you need to know the patient's condition. Look in this room, all six patients have this disease. To be honest, the cause is still unclear. , we have to wait patiently."

"Wait patiently? You say it's easy, but my grandma... she's over eighty, why wait?"

"I can't help you if you say that. It's not that we are dead, but we are also responsible for the patients."

What else did Lu Zhijun want to say, Ye Fei patted her on the shoulder and said, "What you said is right, don't worry, there will be a solution."

Lu Zhijun nodded, then raised his head suddenly, looked at Ye Fei, and said, "Ye Fei, can you treat my grandma's illness? Don't you know Chinese medicine?"

Ye Fei smiled, then pouted at Niu He: "I have a way."

Niu He snorted, and said: "The patient needs a quiet environment to rest, Miss Lu, and this...Mr. Chef, please be quiet."

Ye Fei ignored him, but said to Lu Zhijun: "If there is nothing to help here, I will go back first, and you can call me again if you have anything to do."

Lu Zhijun was really grateful to Ye Fei, because if it wasn't for Ye Fei, she wouldn't know what to do today.

"Ye Fei, thank you." Lu Zhijun stared at Ye Fei's eyes and said seriously.

Ye Fei smiled and said: "You have said it several times, it's all right, you take care of your grandma first, and I will go back first."

"Be careful on the road."

After leaving the hospital, Ye Fei drove back directly to the farmhouse, and then he didn't do anything. He came to the operating table and directly bought ingredients from the system in his heart.

Not long after, Ye Fei took out an insulated box, packed up the finished things, and drove directly to the hospital.

This lasted about three hours, and when Ye Fei arrived at the hospital, he found that besides Lu Zhijun, there was also a middle-aged man.

The man was wearing a famous brand, dressed very energetically, and his hair was combed shiny.

Lu Zhijun didn't expect Ye Fei to come back again, and said pleasantly, "You...why are you here again?"

Ye Feiyang picked up the thermos box in Yang's hand and said, "I made some porridge just now, and I think your grandma would like it."

Lu Zhijun knew how amazing Ye Fei's cooking skills were, so when she heard that Ye Fei cooked a porridge for her grandma, she was very moved.

"If my grandma is in good health, she must like your porridge very much, but now... since she fell ill, she hasn't had a drop of water. I don't think she can eat this porridge."

At this time, a middle-aged man came over, looked at Ye Fei, and asked Lu Zhijun: "Girl, this person is..."

Lu Zhijun hurriedly introduced: "Second Uncle, this is Ye Fei, Big Brother Ye, who helped us a lot today."

When the middle-aged man heard this, he quickly stretched out his hand and said, "So it's Brother Ye. Thank you so much for what happened today. I'm Zhijun's second uncle, Zhu Chaoyang."

When Lu Zhijun saw Ye Fei, Ye Fei's eldest brother, Zhu Chaoyang called Ye Fei's brother.

Ye Fei didn't care, shook hands with Zhu Chaoyang, and said, "You are her uncle who runs the driving school, right? Ms. Lu mentioned you before. I'm very glad to meet you."

Lu Zhijun's second uncle, Ye Fei knows it too well, Lu Zhijun learned the car from him, and the skill is the same as driving a bumper car, who catches who hits who, how could Ye Fei not know about such a famous person?

Zhu Chaoyang exchanged a few words with Ye Fei, pointed to the insulated box Ye Fei was carrying, and said, "You are..."

"I cooked a little porridge. I think the old man has been ill for so long, so he should eat something to fill his stomach so as not to be hungry."

Zhu Chaoyang sighed, and said: "Brother Ye, we appreciate your kindness, but my old lady is like this now... besides, she has no appetite now, she can't eat."

While they were talking, Niu He came over again, seeing Ye Fei, this guy was a little unhappy.

"I said, why are you here again? The patient needs to rest now. You are making a lot of noise here. What if you delay the patient? Oops~ What's in your lunch box?"

"porridge."

"Did you make a mistake? Do you know a little medical knowledge? The patient can't even eat porridge, she can hardly drink water. Now she can only use injections to supplement her nutrition, and now the patient's Stomach is not good, it is not suitable for eating at all."

Ye Fei ignored him at all, but handed the thermos box to Lu Zhijun, and said, "In this case, I'll put the food here first, and if your grandma wakes up later, eat if she wants to eat, if she doesn't want to eat, You can eat it, it tastes very good."

Lu Zhijun nodded quickly, anyway, she would never be willing to throw away this porridge, not to mention that Ye Fei worked so hard to prepare it and send it over, but because of Ye Fei's cooking skills alone, she would not be willing to throw it away.

Ye Fei handed the insulation box to Lu Zhijun, and then came back straight away.

When I got home, I browsed the Internet for a while, then went upstairs and lay down on the bed to rest.

This day's tossing was enough, Ye Fei didn't lie down for a long time, and he was about to fall asleep in a daze.

But just when he was half asleep, his phone rang suddenly.

Taking the mobile phone, Ye Fei saw that it was Lu Zhijun's phone number, and answered vaguely, "Hello, what's the matter?"

Who knew that Lu Zhijun immediately screamed after seeing Ye Fei answer the phone.

"Ah, Ye Fei, Ye Fei, my grandma can eat now."

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