"Mr. Su, who cooked this dish, is a chef but not a doctor. How could he check his pulse?" Wang Zhuo explained.
"Since he is not a doctor, what qualifications do he have to talk about diet therapy? It's not that I look down on chefs, but they have specializations. Strictly speaking, diet therapy is a medicine, not a cooking skill. He should at least talk to me face to face about what should be done You have to ask me first about what you shouldn't eat, otherwise no matter how good your cooking skills are, it will be in vain if you eat the wrong things." Liu Wei, a middle-aged doctor, said dissatisfiedly.
The so-called diet therapy is a method that uses food to affect all aspects of the body's functions to achieve health or cure and prevent diseases.
But it is not just to get some nutritional supplements casually. Even if it is dietary therapy, it must be supplemented according to the needs of the body. Otherwise, supplementation will be in the wrong direction and will be harmful rather than beneficial. For example, some people feel that their bodies are weak, so they often use tonics such as ginseng wine, astragalus and Huaishan soup, ginseng essence, etc. to supplement their health. Unexpectedly, these kinds of things are very harmful to people with yin deficiency (pale complexion, palpitations, low fever, night sweats, thirst). , red tongue with less coating, insomnia and dreaminess), it is not suitable for use. It will consume Yinjin and make the symptoms worse.
In other words, the most important part of dietary therapy is eating the right things, not cooking them deliciously.
Anorexia in children is a disease in which digestive function is disordered and one cannot eat randomly, otherwise it is likely to cause vomiting or diarrhea.
"Yesterday, Xiao Rui ate the fish fillet porridge cooked by Mr. Su, and he felt much more energetic. Later, he asked other chefs to cook fish fillet porridge with yellow croaker, but Xiao Rui still couldn't eat it." Wang Zhuo explained, although He knew that Liu Wei was a first-class doctor, and it was for his son's benefit, but the fact was that the hospital's medical skills seemed to be no better than a bowl of porridge.
"Oh? Is there such a thing?" Liu Wei was stunned for a moment, and a trace of suspicion flashed across his face. Is there really porridge that is so delicious that one cannot believe that anorexia does not exist? He pointed to the lunch box Wang Zhuo was holding and said, "Let's see what he cooked first."
Liu Wei is not completely unreasonable. If what the other party cooks is suitable for eating, he can try it.
After all, on the premise of choosing the right ingredients, excellent cooking skills are indeed helpful, at least it can increase appetite.
Wang Zhuo opened the lunch box as he said, and a smell of meat suddenly came out. Wang Zhuo and Liu Wei immediately swallowed their saliva, and ***** who was sitting by the bed also came up and asked in surprise: "That Su Whatever you cooked, it must be too fragrant."
The three of them looked into the lunch box and saw a small bowl of steamed pork. It was bright yellow in color and garnished with green onions. It looked good.
"No, Xiao Rui can't eat greasy food." Liu Wei immediately shook his head and had to admit that this bowl of meat was too delicious, but it was not suitable for anorexics.
"Why doesn't that Mr. Su know the most basic things?" **** frowned slightly.
"I'll call him and ask him." Wang Zhuo was a little confused. He didn't ask Su Jing what to cook in advance, because Su Jing had already talked about dietary therapy, so she must know better than him. In order not to lose the heat, he didn't ask Su Jing on the way. I opened it, so now I know it is pork. I originally thought it was still porridge.
"Hello, Mr. Su." After getting through the phone, Wang Zhuo still sounded polite.
"Mr. Wang, how is it? Has your son eaten?" Su Jing asked.
"Not yet. Why did Mr. Su prepare pork instead of porridge? My son can't eat anything too greasy." Wang Zhuo said with a bitter smile.
"Who said you can't eat it?" Su Jing smiled.
"The doctor said it. He said that diet therapy is a kind of medicine. You have to ask him what you should eat." Wang Zhuo was speechless at Su Jing's question. Let alone anorexia, you can't eat greasy food when you have a cold or fever. Isn't that right? Should it be common sense
"The so-called diet therapy, food heals first and comes later. How can you talk about diet therapy if you can't even eat it? And your son can eat the food I cook. I believe that bowl of meat will be of great benefit to your son. As for whether you believe it or not , then it's up to you." Su Jing said a little pretentiously, and then hung up the phone. He knew the magic of Warcraft meat very well. After eating it, his body felt like he had been reborn, so what's the difficulty in regulating the digestive function? But if Wang Zhuo didn't believe it, he didn't want to say more. After wasting two or three taels of Warcraft meat, my flesh was already aching, so I was too lazy to waste my breath.
"Food first, healing later." Wang Zhuo murmured to himself and looked at the boy on the hospital bed, "Xiao Rui, do you want to eat this bowl of meat?"
In fact, his question was unnecessary, because his son Wang Rui was half asleep before and had just woken up from the fragrance. Now he was drooling at the corner of his mouth and nodded repeatedly while looking at the lunch box. In fact, he couldn't see the lunch box at all from his angle. What's inside, but the scent is enough to attract.
"Mr. Wang, if you really give Mr. Ling this bowl of meat, I won't be responsible for anything that goes wrong." Liu Wei frowned.
"You don't need to be responsible. I will take the responsibility." Wang Zhuo said in a calm and genuine tone. In fact, he had observed Su Jing a lot today. When he was driven away in the Western restaurant, Su Jing's indifferent attitude made him feel a lot of doubts. I have a good impression and intuition that Su Jing is a very good person. Besides, if this bowl of meat really makes my son vomit or have diarrhea, it won't be a big deal. Anyway, it's not just once or twice. On the contrary, if it really helps a lot as Su Jing said, then maybe it can Solved a big worry.
"Xiao Rui, take a small bite first." Wang Zhuo took a small piece and handed it to Wang Rui's mouth. Wang Rui took a bite and ate it in his stomach in a few times. It's not that he wanted to eat quickly. , it’s just so delicious that I can’t help it.
"I want more." Wang Rui couldn't wait to reach out to grab the lunch box, but Wang Zhuo didn't give it to him. He still fed him bite by bite while observing Wang Rui until Wang Rui had eaten all the meat in the lunch box. Nothing seemed wrong, and I was obviously in much better spirits.
"Dad, I still want to eat." Wang Rui licked his lips, looking greedy.
"Haha, you can't eat too much at one time. How about we have dinner?" Wang Zhuo and the middle-aged woman looked at each other and smiled, and touched their son's head dotingly. Seeing his son showing a long-lost eating look and a long-lost smile, he felt very sad. Rejoiced.
However, they were worried that their son would really develop the symptoms of nausea, vomiting or diarrhea that Dr. Liu said, so they did not dare to relax and took care of them. Liu Wei also stayed and was always ready to rescue Liu Rui, but it was not until he passed. For several hours, Wang Rui not only showed no symptoms, but became more and more energetic and even got out of bed and started walking around.
"Mom, I'm hungry. Can I have an apple?" Wang Rui picked up a big red apple on the plate.
"Of course." ****'s eyes lit up.
While reading the comics, Wang Rui grabbed the apple and ate it one bite at a time, eating most of it in a short while.
"Dr. Liu, what do you think?" Wang Zhuo looked at Liu Wei and asked.
"This... this... this is unscientific!" Looking at Wang Rui who was eating happily, Liu Wei was speechless.