It’s not easy to be an interstellar chef

Su Chaoliu returned to the dormitory, but instead of going back to his room, he opened the door of Su Chaoqi's room.

"You're back?" Su Chaoqi put down his work, "Winning or losing."

Generally speaking, Su Chaoqi didn't care much about her training. After all, Su Chaoliu was the one who knew best how to train. But this time it involved a small bet, so she asked casually.

"Lost." Su Chaoliu shrugged and grinned in pain from this action.

Su Chaoqi asked Su Chaoliu to lie on the bed, took out a pair of silver needles from his box, and used acupuncture to relieve the pain in Su Chaoliu's arms.

While giving Su Chaoliu acupuncture, he chatted: "You actually lost, is she strong?"

"Very strong," Su Chao Liu nodded, "Her fists are the hardest among all the people I have ever seen."

"I thought it was hard for you to find a rival among your peers." Su Chaoqi inserted the needle into Su Chaoliu and asked her to lie down, "So what does she want to eat?"

Su Chaoqi didn't mind too much about Su Chaoliu exporting her. From Su Chaoliu's description of Zhuge Ningning, the girl was lively and cute, and her strength was on par with Su Chaoliu's. It wouldn't be a bad thing to have a good relationship with her.

"I didn't say anything," Su Chao Liu shook his head, "It's nothing. I'll ask again tomorrow."

Su Chaoqi didn't take it to heart: "Yeah."

At a certain time, Su Chaoliu's needle could be removed. Su Chaoqi removed the needle, disinfected, cleaned and put it back in place.

Su Chaoliu moved his arms, and a lot of the pain in his body disappeared, leaving some feeling that it was inevitable.

Su Chaoqi added uneasily: "Do you know if you can give me a massage by yourself?"

There is an old saying in the Blue Star era, that is, the poor in culture and the rich in military affairs are true even in the interstellar world. Su Chaoliu has not been sick since he was a child, but muscle aches, strains, and some accidents are always inevitable. The trauma convenience store also has corresponding services. External medications, as well as invisible internal injuries, were all treated by Su Chaoqi and Su Chaoliu.

He had no choice but to save money if he could, so Su Chaoliu was very familiar with how to massage himself.

The next day, Su Chaoliu still remembered the agreement with Zhuge Ningning, so he sent her a message.

Zhuge Ningning replied after a while: "I'll tell you in person."

Although it was a bit strange, it was not a big deal, so Su Chaoliu sent his dormitory number.

Zhuge Ningning knocked on Su Chaoliu's dormitory door with red eyes.

Su Chaoliu pulled Zhuge Ningning into the room in surprise: "What's going on?"

Zhuge Ningning rubbed her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry, the previous agreement is void."

"Why?" Su Chaoliu blurted out and asked.

In fact, she didn't care whether the agreement was agreed or not, it was just that seeing Zhuge Ningning in this state made her worried.

"It's my sister," Zhuge Ningning lowered her head and said, "I wanted to cook a dish for her, but my mother didn't allow her to eat any more. She... yesterday... I couldn't contact her because she committed suicide. ”

Etc., etc. Su Chaoliu didn't understand this jumping sentence at all.

Su Chaoliu asked carefully: "Can you tell it again, okay?" There seemed to be some shocking information in it, but she wasn't quite sure what it meant.

Zhuge Ningning sniffed, calmed down a little, and then explained the matter clearly: "My sister has some genetic problems and is relatively weak. My mother took her to a reserved restaurant for dinner, and then she started to have vomiting and diarrhea when she came back. When I went to the hospital for treatment, my mother asked someone from the medical department through her connections, and they said it was caused by eating in a restaurant, so my mother didn’t want my sister to eat any more food.”

Although the interstellar has a treatment cabin, it also has a medical department. After all, you have to know what is wrong with the human body before you know how to provide targeted treatment in the treatment cabin.

However, due to the existence of the treatment cabin, the medical department is also a relatively high-end major. The scores must be high enough and the number of admitted students is small.

Although Su Chaoliu understood some of it, she was still a little confused about some details. But when it came to the Department of Medicine, professionals still needed to ask: "Do you mind letting Chaoqi know these things?"

Zhuge Ningning thought for a while and shook her head: "I believe you, the fist will not lie."

What kind of idealism is this, but it is not completely unreasonable. Just like "words are like people", fighting style will also reflect a person's personality characteristics to a certain extent, and it is understandable that Zhuge Ningning is willing to make judgments based on intuition.

So Su Chaoliu got up and went to the next room to talk to Su Chaoqi about the matter.

Not long after, the two came back.

"Ning Ning," Su Chaoqi said in a gentle tone, "can I call you that?"

Zhuge Ningning nodded.

Su Chaoqi then continued to ask: "There is something wrong with your sister's genes. What's going on?"

Interstellar's definition of genetic problems is that those who cannot be cured by the treatment cabin are called genetic problems.

Zhuge Ningning explained: "My mother was pregnant with my sister, probably a little more than seven months old, when she went to visit my father at the station. When she came back, she encountered star thieves and made an emergency landing on a desolate planet to give birth to her. Fortunately, the rescuers arrived in time, otherwise My sister’s life cannot be saved.”

It is indeed a blessing for a premature baby to survive under such circumstances.

However, premature babies who are less than a month old are bound to be physically weak. This is defined as a genetic problem, which is normal. After all, she has not received sufficient development in the mother's body.

Su Chaoqi asked again: "You went to the restaurant, what did you eat?"

Zhuge Ningning was good at gesturing: "I don't remember the name. It's just a pot with a bright red inside. There is a waiter standing next to it, constantly putting vegetables into the pot and taking them out."

Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi both accurately guessed this description: "It's hot pot."

"Yes!" Zhuge Ningning punched the palm of her other hand, "That's the name."

If it's bright red, it must be a spicy pot. According to Su Chaoqi's understanding of interstellar chefs, it must be hot peppers.

"What else besides hot pot?" Su Chaoqi had a guess in his mind, but he still wanted to ask more clearly.

Zhuge Ningning recalled: "In order to relieve the spicy taste, I also gave them ice water."

Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi looked at each other and saw a helpless smile in each other's eyes.

Premature babies, spicy hot pot, ice water. If these three things are put together, can nothing happen? The vomiting and diarrhea are most likely acute gastroenteritis.

The Department of Medicine said they eat vegetables, which is not wrong, but it's not the same thing at all.

Su Chaoliu asked: "Where is your sister now?"

"In the hospital," Zhuge Ningning said subconsciously, "she cut her wrists and left a lot of blood."

Great, but when you add in the blood loss, this girl sounds like she's going to be doomed.

Su Chaoliu took Su Chaoqi out and went to Su Chaoqi's room next door.

"I want to take care of this matter," Su Chaoliu said to Su Chaoqi, "Ning Ning has been with us for a year and is only eighteen years old. Her sister is even younger. This is a life."

"I know," Su Chaoqi nodded, "If you didn't want to take care of it, you wouldn't have called me over."

Originally, Su Chaoliu coaxed Zhuge Ningning and said some innocuous words of comfort, and the matter was over. He even specially pulled her over from the next door, just to take care of her.

Although Su Chaoqi studied Chinese medicine, the words "physician's benevolence" actually have nothing to do with her. She heard enough about various incidents when she was in school. Some patients did not deserve sympathy. Later, after graduating from graduate school, she became a businessman. , doing things is still guided by interests first.

But Su Chaoliu was much more pure and passionate than she was, and she still had natural compassion for the weak. Perhaps the family training in martial arts taught their children to be chivalrous.

The two returned to Su Chaoliu's room, and Su Chaoliu asked: "Can we go visit your sister?"

Zhuge Ningning thought for a while and nodded: "Qiqi is the anchor that my sister likes to watch. She will be very happy if you go to see her."

So both parties agreed to go to the hospital this weekend.

The weekend was coming in the blink of an eye, and Zhuge Ningning drove the two of them to the military hospital in her four-seater aircraft.

The military hospital's configuration looks more advanced than that of the First Military Academy Affiliated Hospital, with more wards.

Zhuge Ningning led Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi through the corridor. When they were about to reach the ward, they heard a sharp female voice: "How long are you going to torture me like this? You don't want to take medicine or receive treatment. What on earth do you want me to do?"

Zhuge Ningning's expression changed: "Mom!"

She ignored the two sisters and ran into the ward without closing the door.

Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi stopped and did not move forward.

Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and it is difficult for upright officials to deal with household affairs. Since they are both outsiders, they will not get involved, leaving some space for Zhuge Ningning and others to deal with household affairs.

A woman rushed out of the ward with her face covered, seemingly crying.

"Mom!" Zhuge Ningning wanted to catch up, but was stopped by another middle-aged woman in the ward.

The middle-aged woman in the ward had a calm look on her face: "You have a good talk with your sister and let her be more open-minded. I will enlighten her on your mother's side."

Zhuge Ningning bit her lower lip and said thanks, "Thank you, aunt."

The middle-aged woman's eyes turned to Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi, and she frowned.

"Why did you bring your classmates here?" She turned around and scolded Zhuge Ningning in a low voice, "It's already chaotic enough, and you're adding to the chaos."

Zhuge Ningning lowered her head to be scolded.

Although the middle-aged woman's voice was soft, Su Chaoliu's ears were good enough and she heard every word without missing a word.

Although she was a little unhappy about being affected for no reason, what she said made sense. The Zhuge family was really messy like this, and bringing outsiders here was really like causing trouble.

"Forget it," the middle-aged woman slowed down her tone again, "You are both about the same age, maybe you can figure it out."

Then he hurried away after saying that. When he passed by Su Chaoliu and Su Chaoqi, he nodded and greeted them, which was considered polite.

Zhuge Ningning walked over and smiled bitterly: "The house is really messy now."

"It doesn't matter," Su Chao Liu shook his head, "How old is your sister this year."

"Just celebrated my fifteenth birthday."

No wonder the woman just now said she was about the same age.