"Alright, I’ll start cooking the porridge first!"
Du Guangning imdiately nodded and turned to get busy.
Hu Zhihai, who had been following Jiang Yu to the kitchen, pouted and couldn’t help but grumble:
"Lao Jiang, you promised this morning, to make a little extra and save a portion for . I didn’t eat much at noon just to have a bite of this."
"Fine, I’ll save you so, just don’t bother here."
Jiang Yu turned around to glare at him and then continued with his work,
"If you’re feeling too idle, go into the private room and chat with the family mbers there. Don’t give them the hope that I can cure their illness; I’m not a doctor."
"Alright then, I’ll go and talk to them. Honestly, these people, it’s like they’re clutching at straws. I’ve explained so clearly to them..."
Hu Zhihai mumbled discontentedly and, before turning away, as if rembering sothing, said to Jiang Yu,
"Oh right, the portion saved for , just leave it in the kitchen later. Don’t bring it to the room; I’ll co to the kitchen to eat it myself."
"Got it," Jiang Yu replied without turning his head.
"Good then."
Hu Zhihai smiled contentedly and turned to walk towards the "Xia" designated room.
After Hu Zhihai left, Jiang Yu continued to busy himself, preparing the ingredients for the three dishes and getting ready to cook.
These three dishes were all common ho-cooked dishes, not complicated to prepare. Especially the stir-fried mushrooms and the spinach egg roll, most housewives can make these. However, the taste of the dishes wasn’t as good as those prepared by Jiang Yu.
The final dish, the golden tofu soup, was made using salted duck egg yolk, tender tofu, ham sausage, carrots, and fresh mushrooms.
This soup had a golden color, a fresh and delicious taste, and was soothing for the stomach, making it very suitable for those with stomach discomfort.
Though it seed complicated, Jiang Yu was quick at it, finishing the three dishes in less than an hour.
Just as he finished plating the three dishes, Du Guangning also completed cooking the yam, lean pork, and millet porridge.
Jiang Yu went over and lifted the lid of the clay pot, a rich aroma of millet porridge wafted over, he took a spoon to stir the porridge. The millet porridge was thick and creamy, with a glossy layer on top, looking tempting.
He tasted a bit, then added so salt, MSG, and other seasonings to adjust the taste, threw in so goji berries, and covered the pot again to let it simr for a while longer.
"Xiaodu, take a small bowl and divide this millet porridge into three small portions."
Jiang Yu thought for a mont and instructed Du Guangning,
"After you’re done, send all three bowls to the ’Xia’ designated room."
This full pot of millet porridge was more than just three small bowls, but Jiang Yu didn’t intend to send it all over.
The three anorexic patients had not eaten properly for a long ti, and even though it was uncertain if they would eat what he cooked, even if they did, they shouldn’t eat too much at once.
"Okay, I’ll start right away."
Du Guangning nodded and turned to fetch bowls to serve the porridge.
After instructing Du Guangning, Jiang Yu pulled over a service cart, placed the prepared stir-fried mushrooms, spinach egg roll, and golden tofu soup on it, and pushed it towards the ’Xia’ designated room.
At that mont, Hu Zhihai was sitting in the room conversing with the family mbers of the three anorexia patients, comforting them as he spoke:
"Suffering from anorexia is really tough. You feel hungry but can’t eat, and even when you force yourself, it cos back up. It’s tough on both the patient and their family.
But, everyone shouldn’t carry a long face and sigh all the ti; it only makes the family unhappy.
I’ve read so books on the subject, they say that anorexic patients often seek comfort during helpless and confused tis.
However, when they are discouraged, it may actually worsen their anorexia, making them more restless.
So, in everyday life, you should care more about them, offer them comfort, and let them feel safe. This can also help alleviate the condition."
"Xiaohu is indeed a college student, he knows so much."
Hu Xiaoxuan’s mother, hearing Hu Zhihai’s words, nodded repeatedly in agreent and added,
"My Xiaoxuan is like that, she not only can’t eat but also often cries and gets upset. Later, I realized she needed comfort.
So her father and I spent more ti with her, telling her stories and things like that. During those tis, she could eat a bit, though still very little, but it seed the symptoms were sowhat lighter."
"Right? Most of the information in the books is drawn from research and experience, so of which is quite useful."
Hu Zhihai smiled and continued,
"I once read in the news about a patient who had anorexia for seven years and finally fully recovered, so we must not give up.
Especially the family, it’s hard enough for the patient with the illness. If you give up, how can they have the courage to continue?"
"Yes, yes, we definitely won’t give up, no matter how hard it is, we have to keep going!"
"..."
While the few of them were chatting in the room, a soft knock ca from outside the door.
Hu Zhihai and the patient’s family stopped talking and turned toward the door, just as it was being opened, and Jiang Yu pushed a service cart inside.
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