Inside the hospital room.

What's going on?

And, is it really wonderful?

Ye Fei glanced at Zhong Lao in slight surprise, but he didn't expect Zhong Lao, a Western doctor, to see the beauty of his prescription.

What he asked Xia Qinglan to record was indeed the method of making hot and sour soup.

Through the observation just now, Ye Fei had already discovered that although Xia Lao was an old man of seventy or eighty years old, his body had actually been well maintained. It wasn't a serious illness before, but a common cold.

The reason why Xia Lao became like this was not a complication caused by a cold, but poisoning!

Of course, it was not that the doctor deliberately poisoned Xia Lao, but that the dose he prescribed to Xia Lao was too large. If you are an ordinary person, after curing a cold, your body will naturally remove the excess medicine from your body.

In the next few days, Xia Lao's symptoms changed every day.

If it is not treated, Xia Lao will be poisoned and die. If it is a treatment, if the dose is small, it will not be able to treat Xia Lao at all. If you use a large dose, you will be able to solve the poison in Xia Lao's body, and you will also make another poison in it.

So, it's a dead knot that can't be untied.

And the hot and sour soup that Ye Fei prescribed is indeed not medicine, but it can stimulate Xia Lao's rapid metabolism, eliminate the toxins in his body through sweat, and at the same time will not poison Xia Lao again.

"Elder Zhong, what the hell is going on? Didn't you say that it was a recipe for cooking, how did it become a prescription again?" Xia Zhongzheng couldn't help but ask.

Zhong Lao hurriedly told Xia Lao's situation and the beauty of Ye Fei's recipe. Everyone was dumbfounded, and it felt like they were listening to the Arabian Nights!

Let countless doctors, including the old Zhong in front of him, be helpless to solve the disease with a bowl of hot and sour soup?

Moreover, the recipe for hot and sour soup is not a secret at all, and I am afraid that I will make it with any chef.

Ye Fei glanced at it and said lightly: "The medicine is not right, even the elixir is useless." As for whether this hot and sour soup has an effect, won't you know if you try it?"

Xia Zhongzheng reacted at this time, and hurriedly instructed the nanny at home to make a bowl of hot and sour soup.

The secretary returned to the room again, still holding a large porcelain bowl in his hand. Inside is a steaming bowl of hot and sour soup.

Gollum~!

The closed eyes also opened slowly, but there was still a touch of dazedness and indescribable exhaustion.

Xia Qinglan took the porcelain bowl from Xia Zhongzheng's secretary, and before the hospital bed, she picked up the soup spoon, gently scooped up a bowl of soup, and waited until the soup was not hot before gently sending it to Xia Lao's lips.

You must know that the reason why Xia Lao became what he is now is because of his illness and torture, but also because he has never eaten well these days.

It's the first time I've swallowed something.

On Xia Lao's skin, a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared.

In fact, without him saying it, everyone also saw it.

"This ...... It really works?"

And those juniors of the Xia family almost beat their chests on the spot.

Such a huge amount of money was actually just bought the recipe for a bowl of hot and sour soup?

Not to mention other benefits, at least the monthly pocket money has doubled, which is not a problem at all.

Seeing this, the others also hurriedly followed.

Thinking of the scene when he questioned Ye Fei just now, Rao is thick-skinned man, but he still felt his cheeks hot.

Ye Fei waved his hand and interrupted Xia Zhongzheng's words.

Hearing this, Xia Zhongzheng had to shut up.

Xia Qinglan came out of the ward, still holding an empty bowl in her hand.

"Grandpa can already speak, and he can move without help. However, after he said two words, he said that he was tired and that he was now asleep. Xia Qinglan said.

"Elder Zhong, what do you mean?" Xia Zhongming couldn't help but ask.

Hearing Zhong Lao's words, everyone in the Xia family breathed a sigh of relief.

"Forget about apologizing! Promise my consultation fee, just remember to arrive on time. Of course, if you want to break the contract, I have no problem with that. Big deal, I'll come to collect the bills in person. Ye Fei waved his hand and said indifferently.

Ye Fei said hello to Xia Qinglan, and then ignored Xia Zhongzheng's retention and walked downstairs alone.

Who is it in the middle of the summer?

In the past, in the Xia family, everyone saw the majestic side of Xia Zhong's face, and in the eyes of everyone, it was the image of a black-faced god!

Who has ever seen Xia Zhong's pleasant side?

"Damn, this kid is really good enough to drag, and he doesn't even give his uncle face?"

"Does this guy really dare to ask for 20 billion? Isn't he afraid of being strung to death?"

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, several Xia family juniors were all in a daze, and they were so frightened that they hurriedly said, "I know." ”

"He?" Hearing this, Xia Zhongzheng couldn't help but think of a series of identities about Ye Fei that the secretary had heard, and said with a wry smile, "He's someone we can't afford to mess with!"