"Ahem!"
The man suddenly choked on the water while he was in a coma. He coughed violently and even coughed out the pills in his mouth.
Dad's expression softened. When he stopped coughing, he fed him another tablet.
This time the pills were finally administered successfully.
Dad took out the stethoscope, put it inside his cotton coat and listened. Finally he felt relieved.
Ye Yuze asked curiously:
"Dad, who is he and why does he live here?"
Dad hesitated for a moment, as if he didn't know what to say. But he finally answered.
"He is from the regiment. He has to work in the company because of some things. His health is not very good and he is also lacking in nutrition."
Ye Yuze's heart moved, and he seemed to understand something.
So he asked: "Dad, there is still some food left in our family tonight. How about I bring it to him?"
Dad glanced at the cold steamed buns and salted radish in this man's bowl and nodded.
"Then go get it quickly!"
Ye Yuze rushed home again. His mother, who had not finished eating the braised pork ribs in the pot, had already taken it out and put it in the cupboard.
But the ribs were basically gone, and they were mostly potatoes. Ye Yuze picked them up and walked out.
Mom grabbed his ears.
"Where are you going to take it?"
Ye Yuze was in pain. He didn't have the courage to fight at this time and quickly threw the blame away.
"My dad asked me to deliver it to the man who lives in Diwozi. He is in a coma due to lack of nutrition."
My mother was stunned for a moment, then let go of her hand. She still scolded:
"Your character is just like your father's. You can't handle anything properly!"
Is that person awake? Get him some milk tea."
Ye Yuze ran back quickly with a bowl, two flower rolls and a pot of milk tea on his back.
At this time, the man was already awake. Seeing Ye Yuze enter the room, he seemed to be very emotional.
"Dr. Ye, thanks to your son today. Otherwise, I might not be able to wake up today."
Dad sighed and said nothing. He called Ye Yuze to call Uncle Wu.
Ye Yuze called Uncle Wu obediently.
Ye Yuze directly put the food in the bowl on the stove to heat it up, and baked the flower rolls beside the stove.
The fragrance spread quickly in the room. Old Wu couldn't help sniffing and praised it.
"It smells so good! Did your lover make it?"
Dad looked embarrassed, pointed at Ye Yuze and said:
"This guy made the meal as soon as he got home from get off work today. I didn't expect it to taste good. Eat some quickly."
Lao Wu sat directly beside the stove, fished out a piece of ribs from the pot and started to chew on it.
After chewing a few mouthfuls, he swallowed it in one gulp. He praised:
"How good is this? The cooks at the regiment headquarters are not at this level!"
After saying this, he lowered his head and started eating until all the soup in the pot was wiped clean with flower rolls. Then he drank some water and patted his belly with satisfaction.
"This is called food! These past few decades have been a waste of time!"
The father burst out laughing, as if he was being praised.
Seeing that Lao Wu was fine, his father took Ye Yuze and wanted to go home.
Before leaving the house, a hoarse voice came from outside.
"Wu Tianming, wear water pants and go down to the river to smash the ice tomorrow! This is a task assigned to you by the company commander himself!"
Dad walked out with a gloomy face. There was a tall guy outside, about 1.8 meters tall.
This guy is not only tall, but also very burly. At first glance, he looks like the kind of person who only has muscles but no brains.
Dad said coldly to the visitor:
"Ma Hongkui, Wu Tianming has a heart attack. He cannot participate in labor tomorrow. I will issue him a sick leave tomorrow!"
Unexpectedly, Ma Hongkui's eyes widened.
"Ye Wancheng! Don't think that just because you are a doctor, you can issue sick leave notes at will. I think he is avoiding work!"
But his father ignored him and pulled Ye Yuze away. After walking a few steps, he turned back to Ma Hongkui and said:
"I am the company's doctor. I have the final say on who needs rest. Otherwise, you can be the doctor. Then you can write the leave."
Ma Hongkui stared and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Although he is the second platoon leader, the doctors in the company are not lower than him. Mainly, he is quite popular.
For ten thousand yuan, if one day I get sick, I still have to ask for help.
If someone gets angry and gives me some crotons or something to eat, I am a cow and I will have to waste it.
Although Ma Hongkui has a reckless personality, he is not stupid. He knows how to brake at critical moments.
However, Ye Yuze turned around and looked at him several times, etching this man's big face in his mind.
When I got home, I tidied up and went to bed. Ye Yuze climbed two mountains in one day today. Although he recovered quickly, he was still tired and fell asleep soon after lying down.
Early the next morning, I woke up before dawn. I couldn't help it, the jet lag hadn't reversed. It was already eight o'clock, but it still didn't light up.
There's nothing anyone can do about this kind of thing. You can't wake up the sun, right?
Since he couldn't sleep anyway, he simply got up and started cooking.
When he saw that his mother had not made any dough, he had no idea what to make for breakfast. After all, he had been eating steamed buns for the past two days.
An idea struck me, and I suddenly remembered something: making pancakes. This thing is so simple.
So I put a spoonful of noodles into the basin, cut some shredded carrots, and beat two eggs into it, then added water and stirred it into a paste.
This thing is very quick to make. Put some oil in the pan, and then use a spoon to pour the batter on the bottom of the pan.
Because the batter is relatively thin, it will be cooked when the batter is spread evenly. Flip over and cook until hot.
A stack of pancakes was quickly made, and a pot of gnocchi was made.
There is no way, there is nothing but white flour at home, so I can only make do with the shabby stuff.
Think about it, grandma's family still eats elm bark and sorghum noodles. Just be content. Those things are really hard to swallow.
At this time, my mother also got up. She saw that her son had prepared the meal again. Although she was happy, she still scolded:
"You are still a child, you can't get up so early. Wait for your mother to make breakfast from now on. You have to get enough sleep. Otherwise I will beat you!"
Ye Yuze quickly nodded in agreement, there was nothing he could do, this was his biological mother.
My mother cut a plate of pickles. At this time, there was the sound of horses neighing outside.
Mom rushed out with a single stride. Ye Yuze suddenly remembered something and hurriedly chased after her.
I saw my mother looking coldly at Amir who was riding on the horse.
"Don't give her away anymore. We won't drink your milk. You even beat my son. He is only eight years old. We will not be friends in the future!"
Amir's face was full of embarrassment and he stayed there not knowing what to say.
Ye Yuze ran out quickly and took the leather bag in Amir's hand.
Smiling sheepishly. "Uncle Amir, my mother doesn't know what happened that day. Don't be angry."
Emil didn't expect that the little guy he slapped would actually apologize to him. He felt embarrassed all of a sudden.
Chapter completed!