The deputy director is coming to Mingyue Zhai for a meal?!
Even someone as slow-witted as Su Wanran understood what this meant. If they served him well, wouldn't they be able to easily deal with the smear campaign from the TV station?
Su Wanran glanced at Lu Ming, thinking secretly: Did Lu Ming know from the very beginning that Deputy Director Yao Wenxian would come for a meal? How did he know? This is too incredible.
Actually, Lu Ming did know.
Because Yao Wenxian had no choice but to come!
Xie Yuqing said, "You're not actually cooking for Deputy Director Yao, but for his daughter, Yao Xue. Sigh, young people nowadays, they all want to be thin. Yao Xue stopped eating a few months ago to lose weight, resulting in severe anorexia. She lost weight, but her body collapsed. She's been to every major hospital, but no one can cure her, with very little effect. Your family happens to have medicinal food, can it cure Yao Xue's illness? I'm not asking to cure it, but can it make Yao Xue eat something? If she doesn't eat, this child will starve to death."
As expected, it was the same information Lu Ming had received.
Lu Ming had known about Yao Xue's situation from the start, which was why he was certain Yao Xue would come to Mingyue Zhai.
If Yao Xue comes, Yao Wenxian will come.
As the deputy director of the Radio and Television Bureau, Yao Wenxian could effectively control the TV station. This time, he would borrow strength to attack strength, using Yao Wenxian's 'momentum' to shatter the TV station's 'momentum'!
"No problem, anorexia is nothing here. Old Xie, please invite Deputy Director Yao and his daughter over." Lu Ming said.
"They're already here." Xie Yuqing gestured towards a car across the road. The car door opened, and a middle-aged man walked out with a young girl about twenty years old.
They were Yao Wenxian and Yao Xue.
After a brief introduction, Su Wanran took them upstairs to a private room.
Everyone sat down.
Yao Wenxian said worriedly, "Everyone, Old Xie has already told you about my daughter's situation. Xue'er's anorexia is quite severe. She can't eat anything, and she vomits as soon as she eats. I don't expect a complete cure, as long as your medicinal food can make her eat something without vomiting, I will be eternally grateful."
From his tone of voice, it was clear he was at his wit's end.
He had seen doctors at all the major hospitals and tried all sorts of delicacies for Yao Xue, but to no avail. She vomited everything.
Now, Yao Xue only drank a little porridge daily, barely surviving.
If this continued, she would truly starve to death.
In this era of abundant material wealth, with Yao Wenxian being so wealthy, the thought of his daughter starving to death was something he simply couldn't accept.
Yao Wenxian was so worried his hair had turned white, and he was perpetually dejected.
Lu Ming examined Yao Xue carefully. After a moment, he said, "Let me take her pulse first to determine her condition."
Yao Xue looked at Lu Ming with disgust. "No."
Huh?
Everyone was taken aback.
Yao Wenxian sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Xue'er dislikes being touched by others and is very resistant to physical contact."
So many issues.
However, Lu Ming didn't mind. He took out a red string and handed it to Yao Wenxian. "It's alright, I don't have to touch her. Just tie the red string to her wrist."
Remote pulse diagnosis!
Yao Wenxian secretly marveled. He had only seen this miraculous diagnostic method in television dramas, and now he was witnessing it in reality.
He couldn't help but look at Lu Ming with newfound respect.
The red string was tied.
Lu Ming straightened the string, then placed his fingers on it, carefully feeling Yao Xue's heart rate.
After a long while.
"That's fine," Lu Ming said, lowering the red string. He stood up and walked out. "In forty minutes, I will bring out the specially prepared medicinal food. Please wait patiently."
With that, Lu Ming left the private room.
He went to the warehouse to select suitable ingredients, then handed them to the head chef Bian Ru, giving him a few instructions, and waited for the meal to be prepared.
Inside the private room.
The others had nothing much to say and chatted idly.
Yao Xue looked very unhappy.
Suffering from severe anorexia, she was experiencing a double blow to both her body and mind. Her stomach ached from hunger from time to time, but she dared not eat.
Anything delicious that came before her tasted as repulsive as dirt.
After sitting for about ten minutes, Yao Xue couldn't take it anymore. She frowned and said, "Dad, I don't want to stay here anymore. I feel uncomfortable. I want to go home."
Yao Wenxian sighed and patiently coaxed her, "Wait a little longer, we'll go home after the meal."
Yao Xue was extremely unwilling. "Eat what?! I know my body, I can't eat anything at all. After so long, how many doctors have we seen, how many restaurants have we been to, and none of it worked? They were all scams. What so-called medicinal food, it's just a dirty trick to deceive the ignorant masses. Do we need to be fooled?"
This...
Yao Wenxian's face was grim.
To be honest, he himself didn't really believe in medicinal food. Eating a meal to cure an illness, ha, who were they fooling?
But at this point, since no other method had worked, he had to try anything.
What if it could be cured?
Yao Xue was very dissatisfied and said, "Dad, don't treat me like a guinea pig anymore. Just let me live out my remaining days in peace, okay? I don't want to be tossed around before I die. I can't take it anymore!"
Yao Xue was very agitated and wanted to escape Mingyue Zhai.
Yao Wenxian sighed again and again. Being a parent was truly not easy.
Su Wanran and Xie Yuqing on the side couldn't help much.
The atmosphere in the private room was a bit awkward.
Just like that, amidst the bickering, forty minutes passed.
The door to the private room opened, and Lu Ming entered carrying a tray. On the tray were three simple dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and one vegetable dish.
"The food is here."
Lu Ming entered with steady steps and arranged the dishes on the table one by one.
He smiled and said, "The meal is ready, please enjoy."
Yao Xue glanced at it, her brow furrowed. "This is it?"
Three dishes and one soup: Spicy and sour shredded potatoes, boiled sliced meat, braised chicken offal, and three-delicacy soup.
All home-style dishes!
You could get these dishes at any roadside restaurant, and they wouldn't cost more than 200 yuan. A cheap "fly restaurant" might even charge less than 100 yuan.
Cheap, hence looked down upon.
How could Yao Xue, who couldn't even eat delicacies like shark fins and abalone, eat these incredibly ordinary dishes?
"Heh, what did I say? Bullshit medicinal food, it's a scam!"
Yao Xue didn't even have the inclination to try a bite. She stood up and was about to leave.
Yao Wenxian didn't stop her either. He was very disappointed.
He thought Mingyue Zhai was so amazing, and their medicinal food was so highly praised. In the end, they served such cheap home-style dishes. It was truly laughable!
"Hmph!"
Yao Wenxian's face turned ashen with anger. He slammed the table forcefully, stood up, and walked out. "Wasting my time."