Siheyuan, Kaiju replaced He Yuzhu as the chef

When He Yuzhu heard the news that Lu Qing was fired, he felt much better.

He had been holding a grudge these past few days, especially after being suppressed by Lu Qing everywhere, his inner sense of imbalance became stronger and stronger.

Seeing that Lu Qing's life was getting better and better, while his own was getting worse and worse, He Yuzhu felt really helpless.

But he didn't expect that he would receive such good news just after returning from the police station, which made him feel refreshed.

Qin Huairu smiled and said, "I know you don't get along with him, but I guess he can't cause any trouble now."

He Yuzhu smiled smugly and shook his head, "I thought he was so great. He wanted to please the big boss just because he could cook a few dishes, but he turned out to be a brainless guy."

Qin Huairu echoed, "That's right. He was so impulsive, but he still failed in the end."

He Yuzhu became happier the more he thought about it, and said contemptuously, "I don't think he can keep jumping around for much longer. I'll just wait and see how he ends up."

However, Qin Huairu was not as optimistic as He Yuzhu.

She knew that although Lu Qing had lost his job in the factory, he had made a lot of money from He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai in recent days.

They just received another 280 yuan from He Yushui, which is a huge sum of money for them.

All in all, Lu Qing had more savings than anyone else in the courtyard. Even if he was temporarily unemployed, he could live comfortably for a long time.

What's more, Lu Qing is a good cook, so it won't be difficult for him to find a job.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu turned around and asked, "Shazhu, it's been so long, haven't you recovered your lost cooking skills yet?"

He Yuzhu was stunned by this question. Indeed, after so many days, there should be some signs of recovery.

But what puzzled him was that until now, he had no feeling at all and could not remember those cooking techniques at all.

"This is strange, why did I lose my cooking skills?" He Yuzhu frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

It has never been heard of that anyone suddenly forgot his craft. It is impossible for this to happen for no reason.

He scratched his head, laughed dryly and said to Qin Huairu: "Maybe it will take some time."

Qin Huairu felt a little dissatisfied when she saw his nonchalant look.

Losing his cooking skills is a big deal, how could he be so nonchalant about it?

At the same time, Lu Qing was immersed in the world in his own space.

The panel in front of him displayed various skills that could be exchanged.

After a busy day, he had accumulated 350 skill points, enough to redeem three medical skills.

Lu Qing chose the medical skill without hesitation. After clicking to confirm, the system's voice sounded in his mind: "Congratulations, host, you have successfully obtained the fourth-level medical skill."

Then, the system prompted: "This is the first time the host redeems a skill, and a gift package is awarded. Please check it."

In an instant, Lu Qing felt a large amount of medical knowledge flooding into his mind, and all the skills of Western medicine and traditional Chinese medicine were integrated into his memory.

At the same time, a lot of treatment tools and medicines appeared in his space, ranging from infusion syringes to silver needles. Even medicines for treating many common diseases appeared in the gift package given by the system.

Lu Qing was very satisfied with this. With these equipment and knowledge, he could treat patients with confidence.

In the evening, Song Xicheng's granddaughter Song Qian returned home in a hurry.

Song Qian just turned 20 this year. She is tall and has an outstanding appearance.

After she entered the room, she asked hurriedly, "Auntie Zhang, how is my grandfather doing?"

Zhang Cuilan smiled and replied, "Miss, don't worry, the master is very happy today and in high spirits."

Song Qian was a little surprised. She didn't expect her grandfather to be in such good condition. "Really?" She was puzzled.

"Yes, we really met a noble person today. If it weren't for that man named Lu Qing, the master might have been in danger." Zhang Cuilan said solemnly.

"Lu Qing? Is he a doctor?" Song Qian was even more surprised.

"I'm not too sure, but judging from his appearance, he should know some medical skills," Zhang Cuilan explained.

Song Qian nodded, then walked into the house and saw Song Xicheng sitting in the room, playing with a shiny earthen gun in his hand.

"Grandpa, I'm back." She greeted with a smile.

Song Xicheng raised his head and said with a smile: "You are back just in time. Take a look at this gun I just cleaned. How do you think it is?"

Song Qian was not interested in the gun. She said bluntly: "Grandpa, you must promise me this time to go to the hospital for a thorough examination."

Unexpectedly, Song Xicheng readily agreed: "Okay, I'll go with you tomorrow."

Song Qian was stunned for a moment. She thought that her grandfather would reject her again and she had even thought of reasons to persuade him in advance. She didn't expect that her grandfather would agree so easily.

Song Xicheng looked at his granddaughter's surprised expression and explained with a smile: "Lu Qing told me that there might be something wrong with my brain and I must go to the hospital for a check-up. I think he is right."

"Lu Qing? Him again?" When Song Qian heard the name, she became more and more curious. How could a chef be able to diagnose physical conditions?

She couldn't help but ask, "Grandpa, is this Lu Qing a doctor? Which hospital does he work in?"

Song Xicheng shook his head: "No, he is not a doctor, he is just a chef."

"Chef?" Song Qian frowned, her face full of disbelief.

Song Xicheng noticed the contempt in her tone, and then smiled and said, "Don't underestimate him. The dishes he cooks are definitely the best I've ever eaten."

Song Qian became even more confused.

Because of their connections, her family had met many famous chefs, but she had never heard her grandfather praise anyone's cooking like this.

What is so special about this Lu Qing?

"By the way, I have invited Lu Qing to have lunch at our house tomorrow at noon." Song Xicheng continued, "If you are free, come along."

Song Qian curled her lips and said in a nonchalant tone: "It depends on the situation. If there is nothing special, I will come back."

Song Xicheng looked at his granddaughter's beautiful face and couldn't help but sigh, feeling a little regretful.

If Lu Qing hadn't gotten married, these two would have looked quite compatible. What a pity.

Song Qian was full of doubts about Lu Qing.

How can a chef judge the health of the body? It is unbelievable.

She suddenly thought, could it be that Lu Qing was deliberately approaching Grandpa and taking advantage of Grandpa's critical moment to gain his favor?

Thinking of this, Victoria Song secretly decided that she must come back tomorrow to see it for herself no matter what.