The Cannon Fodder Doesn’t Want to Die

Chapter 62: Save the cannon fodder president 7

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After reading Yu Ze's plan, Dr. Li said excitedly, "Your idea is very good. With the right medicine, the effect will be even better than you expected."

Yu Ze breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and said honestly: "I only wrote what I understand, and you need to add details."

Dr. Li was straightforward, typing directly on his document, and casually asked, "Which school did you graduate from?"

Yu Ze: "A play."

Dr. Li paused while typing, then turned to look at him: "What?"

Yu Ze also knew it was unbelievable, so he simply explained: "I learned Chinese medicine from my grandma."

Dr. Li sighed again: "You are simply a genius, your grandma must be very good."

Yu Ze smiled dryly and didn't say much.

Dr. Li showed the integrated plan to Yu Ze. Yu Ze explained while watching Dr. Li. The more Yu Ze listened, the more confident he was in treating Huo Yuan. He looked at Dr. Li with admiration: "You are amazing."

Dr. Li waved his hands and said with a smile: "When others say that, I admit it with a big face. If you say that, I dare not respond. I have been with Mr. Huo for three months, but I haven't come up with a good treatment plan. You I figured it out in less than a day."

Yu Ze felt guilty again, and didn't want to shock the world too much, so he quickly said, "It's not a day, I've thought about it for a long time."

"Oh?" Doctor Li was puzzled.

Yu Ze showed his acting skills and spoke sincerely: "After reading the news about Mr. Huo, I started to think about the treatment plan."

Doctor Li was surprised, then smiled clearly, and patted Yu Ze on the shoulder: "Mr. Huo is indeed very attractive. There are many people who silently follow him like you. Come on, I am very optimistic about you."

Yu Ze was slightly stunned, his face turned red, and he quickly explained: "You misunderstood, I just... It's just the instinct of a doctor. When I see a disease, I subconsciously think of a treatment plan."

He is also going to find Leon when he is free. No matter which world his lover is in, he is jealous. He doesn't want anyone to misunderstand him.

Dr. Li gave him a look of 'I understand don't be shy', and got down to business: "Do you have Mr. Huo's WeChat account? Send this to him, and I will go upstairs with you to talk to him. If we don't talk about it today, he will definitely Always thinking about it."

Yu Ze: "No, I'll bring the computer with me."

Dr. Li nodded, and the two went upstairs together. Dr. Li knocked on the door lightly: "Mr. Huo, is it convenient for you to come in?"

Huo Yuan: "Please come in."

Dr. Li pushed the door open, Yu Ze looked up, the bedroom was as bright as day, Huo Yuan was wearing a set of long black pajamas, his slightly long hair was slightly wet, he was sitting in a wheelchair, his cheeks were thin and his face was unhealthy white.

Dr. Li checked Huo Yuan's body as usual: "He is recovering well, but his body is not well nourished," he habitually advised, "You should eat more."

Huo Yuan ignored this and asked directly: "How is the discussion going?"

Dr. Li's eyes lit up immediately, and he spoke much faster because of his excitement: "The discussion is over, Dr. Yu is simply a genius, what he said is good, you will definitely recover!"

Huo Yuan looked at Yu Ze suddenly, Yu Ze smiled at him, walked in front of him, turned on the computer, looked at the height difference, pointed to the sofa: "Can you sit down and talk?"

Huo Yuan nodded, Dr. Li pushed Huo Yuan to the side of the sofa, Yu Ze sat down on the edge of the sofa, then explained the treatment plan to Huo Yuan in detail, and asked, "Can you accept this plan?"

Huo Yuan's fingertips trembled slightly, and he gripped his knee heavily with his fingertips, and he didn't calm down until his fingertips turned white.

Yu Ze was young and energetic, with a relaxed tone, but his words were very rigorous and well-founded. Following his explanation, Huo Yuan seemed to see himself gradually recovering.

He moved his Adam's apple, trying to make his words sound natural, but still with a bit of astringency: "I agree, I leave it to you."

Yu Ze smiled brightly: "Great, then the implementation of the plan will start tomorrow, and you have a good rest today."

Huo Yuan: "Yes."

Yu Ze closed the computer and put it on the sofa, got up: "Where is the hair dryer? I'll blow dry your hair, sleeping with wet hair is not good for your health."

Huo Yuan glanced at him, intending to impress the new doctor as cooperative, so he didn't evade Yu Ze's kindness: "The third drawer on the right side of the washstand."

Yu Ze went to get the hair dryer, and Dr. Li said, "Mr. Huo, I'm going out first. If you don't feel well, please contact me in time." He smiled, "It's okay to tell Dr. Yu, although he is young, he is very professional."

Huo Yuan was very polite to him: "Thank you for your hard work."

Yu Ze came out with a hair dryer: "Dr. Li is gone?"

Huo Yuan nodded, Yu Ze plugged in the plug, looked down at Huo Yuan, and asked, "Do you have earplugs?"

Huo Yuan looked up at him in surprise: "The bedside table."

Yu Ze put down the hair dryer, took the earplugs, put them on Huo Yuan carefully, and then turned on the hair dryer to blow Huo Yuan's hair.

The sound of the hair dryer became dull through the earplugs. Huo Yuan raised his hand and pressed the earplugs, feeling warm in his heart. It seemed that no one had thought about him for a long time. It was obviously just a very small gesture, but it was very touching.

Yu Ze ran his fingers lightly through Huo Yuan's hair, moved his footsteps lightly, and quietly looked at Huo Yuan's expression while standing behind him. Seeing his relaxed profile, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He found out the last time we met that Huo Yuan particularly disliked loud volumes, which seemed to make Huo Yuan uncomfortable.

The corners of his mouth curled up. The earplugs Huo Yuan bought seemed to be of good quality. He glanced at Huo Yuan's ears and secretly noted the style of the earplugs.

"Okay." Not long after, Yu Ze turned off the hair dryer and smoothed Huo Yuan's hair with his fingers.

Huo Yuan didn't respond, he still sat quietly, his head tilted slightly following his haircut, his eyes were slightly closed, and he looked very relaxed.

Yu Ze was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, hesitated for a while, thinking about Huo Yuan's physical condition, leaned over slightly, took off the earplug of Huo Yuan's left ear, and handed it forward: "The hair is finished, I will put the hair dryer back. You wait a moment."

Huo Yuan quickly opened his eyes, turned his head to look at him, took the earplug, and took off the right earplug, and pinched the earplug with his thumb and index finger, and the soft earplug changed its shape immediately in his hand.

The touch under his fingertips was particularly soft, just like his mood just now.

He hadn't been this relaxed in a long time.

Yu Ze unplugged it, wrapped up the hair dryer, and put it back in the drawer as it was.

When he returned, he saw Huo Yuan with his head down, pinching his earplugs constantly, his slightly long bangs hanging down, covering his eyes, making it difficult to see his eyes clearly, but the lines of his face were soft, his finger movements were nimble and brisk, and he looked in a good mood.

The corners of Yu Ze's mouth curled up, and the little action of pinching the earplugs gave Mr. Huo a little youthful air.

"It will be broken," Yu Ze approached and asked, "Shall I put it back for you?"

Huo Yuan put his fingers together and held the earplugs in his palm: "No, you go to rest."

Yu Ze looked at the eye bed, hesitated and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Need not."

Yu Ze nodded. Although he wanted to help, he was afraid that he would unintentionally poke Huo Yuan's sore spot and make him unhappy.

He picked up the computer and left the bedroom.

Huo Yuan sat quietly for a while before he controlled the wheelchair to the side of the bed, supported the bed with his hands, and slowly moved to the bed. His breathing was slightly rapid, and he lay on his back looking at the ceiling, but his eyes were no longer dim, and there was light in his eyes.

Yu Ze went back to the room, charged the computer, went to the bathroom to take a look, and was relieved when he saw the bathrobe, he didn't have to go home overnight to pick up the clothes.

He took a shower, changed into a bathrobe, and washed the dirty clothes. After finishing his work, he sat cross-legged in front of the bedside table, took out a pen and paper, and copied the diet that is beneficial to Huo Yuan at this stage from Zhihai's book.

The book given by the system included all kinds of food and drinks. He was afraid that Mama Zhang would not be able to understand the writing. He tried his best to write it neatly. Just finished writing.

The next day, he was woken up by the alarm clock at five o'clock. He stubbornly resisted the urge to continue lying on the bed, changed his clothes and washed in a daze, and after washing his face, he finally became more awake.

He took the copied recipes to the kitchen, the kitchen was quiet, and the soup was cooking regularly in the stew pot, with a strong smell.

He stood at the door and waited for a while. At 5:30, Zhang's mother came, and he was surprised and said, "Why is it so early, are you hungry?"

Yu Ze handed over the recipe: "I'm not hungry, this is the recipe. From now on, Mr. Huo's food will be cooked according to the above. There are many kinds of dishes, and you can combine them as you like. Can you see if you can make them?"

Mama Zhang took it: "It's decided so soon? Dr. Li told me last night, I thought it would be a few days."

She opened the notebook and praised: "Your handwriting is really good." She read the first page carefully, and didn't read the rest carefully, just skimmed it once. "It's so detailed, it's easy to follow."

"I'll make this porridge this morning, and I'll serve it with kiwi juice." Mama Zhang quickly decided on breakfast, and then turned to another page. "I can start stewing this soup later. It's just right for lunch."

As she spoke, she felt a little worried: "I'm afraid Mr. Huo won't eat it."

Yu Ze: "Is he picky about eating?"

Zhang Ma shook her head: "That's not true."

Yu Ze didn't worry anymore: "I will definitely eat it, he agreed." Diet is also a part of the treatment, and he felt that since Huo Yuan agreed, he would not refuse to cooperate.

He yawned: "I'll go to sleep again."

He went back to his room and slept for a while. When he woke up again, it was already half past eight. Yu Ze went to the staff cafeteria to have breakfast, and went to the kitchen to ask Mama Zhang Huo Yuan about the breakfast.

Mama Zhang made a gesture: "I ate a little more than usual. The food added up to half a bowl, and I drank half of the juice."

Yu Ze frowned: "It's only half a bowl? How big is the bowl?"

Zhang Ma opened the cupboard door: "That's it."

Yu Ze: "Too little, I can eat two bowls, cat food!" He muttered, "No wonder you're so skinny."

Mama Zhang hesitated to speak, she sighed and shook her head: "It's much better, the first three days I infused glucose twice."

Yu Ze was stunned, a little distressed, thought for a while, left the kitchen and went upstairs to find Huo Yuan.

Seeing him, Huo Yuan frowned: "It's not even ten o'clock."

Ten o'clock is Yu Zeding's massage time.

Yu Ze: "I know, I have something to ask you, is breakfast not to your taste? Why do you only eat a little?"

Huo Yuan's jaw tightened: "I'm full."

Yu Ze looked at his thin face and sharp outline without flesh: "Really?" He thought about it for a while, "Dr. Li showed me your case. You have a little problem with your stomach, but it's not a big problem. It won't make the appetite so small."

He said with a more serious face: "Are you hiding something?"

Huo Yuan's pupils were tightly locked, ignoring his question, and said in a deep voice: "Get out! You only need to do your job well."

"My job is to take care of you and restore your health. You eat too little and lack nutrition, which is bad for your health." Yu Ze was not frightened, and carefully considered the reasonable situation, "Do you feel sick when you see food? ? Don’t want to eat?”

Huo Yuan raised his eyes, his tense jaw loosened slightly: "No, my appetite is normal, that's all. You go out and come back at ten o'clock."

Seeing his indifferent expression, Yu Ze knew he couldn't get a result, so he had no choice but to go out.

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