Teacher Qi didn't see Xiao Zhang; she was eating bit by bit. Although her movents were slow, and swallowing was very difficult, she still tried hard to get the food down.
With each mouthful, Teacher Qi felt a deep sense of satisfaction.
She never knew that such a norm of eating and drinking from childhood to adulthood could bring such difficulty and fulfillnt to her present self.
Ever since she beca ill, she had been eating that tasteless liquid food every day.
When her condition was most severe, she even had to be fed through a gastric tube.
The re thought of that feeling made her shiver.
"I'm lucky to have t Little He. Ah, Little He is truly a kind-hearted good kid!"
It took Teacher Qi over an hour to finish a serving of als.
After swallowing the last grain of rice, she didn't get up imdiately; instead, she sat quietly in her seat, slowly savoring the experience.
Delicious!
It was the flavor of real food that was satisfying!
Being able to eat and drink like a normal person once again, Teacher Qi felt as if she had been given a new lease on life.
Although Little He and his spouse firmly stated that their place didn't provide treatnt, as the person involved, Teacher Qi understood better than anyone whether her own body had improved.
After sitting and savoring for several minutes, Teacher Qi slowly rose to her feet and put the dishes, chopsticks, and other items at the "recycling spot."
"Tiantian, order a set of nucleic acid for Grandma today!"
Having placed her tray, Teacher Qi approached the bar where He Tiantian was at the cashier and said with a smile, "Here, I've brought my bank card, 3999; let's swipe the card!"
Xiao Zhang couldn't sit still any longer, he hastily stood up and approached Teacher Qi, "Teacher Qi, that ZhenX nucleic acid—people have exposed it online as a fake, it's completely a scam, it doesn't cure any diseases!"
In fact, over ten years ago, a well-known online whistleblower had already revealed this.
The so-called nucleic acid health products were nothing but a swindle.
All the claims about involvent of Nobel Prize winners in developnt, delivering nutrition directly to cellular nucleic acids, and so forth... all of them were false.
Such stuff, like other health products on the market, did not cure illnesses; of course, they wouldn't kill a person either.
It was detestable how those salespeople, for the sake of their performance, deceived the elderly by saying it could cure diseases, improve health, and thus swindled money out of them.
The fear was for those severely ill who did not go to the hospital but stayed ho, consuming health products in large quantities!
Their illnesses were dragged out until they beca incurable, costing precious lives.
Xiao Zhang had witnessed such tragedies with his own eyes, which is why he particularly despised those fraudsters.
"Ah, Xiao Zhang, how co you're here too?"
Teacher Qi turned her head and saw Xiao Zhang; she recognized him as a student she once taught and spoke with more affection and ease.
Not waiting for Xiao Zhang to answer, Teacher Qi, as if thinking of sothing, hurriedly said, "Oh, right, I heard your mother also... ah, how co there are so many people nowadays getting this kind of disease?"
"It's not just the suffering they endure, but also the burden it places on their children!"
Fortunately, she had t Little He, otherwise, her children would have already taken her to the Provincial City for surgery.
And with this disease, what good would surgery do?
Who could guarantee it wouldn't spread again?
Moreover, once the surgery was perford, it could damage one's vital energy, and it would be difficult to recover later.
When she was young, Teacher Qi did not believe in all this, but now that she was older and lying on a sickbed, she believed in superstitious things she previously dismissed.
She only had one thought: if it could reduce her suffering, she would try anything, regardless of whether the thod was scientific.
Hearing Teacher Qi ntion his own mother, Xiao Zhang seed sowhat downhearted.
During his montary distraction, Teacher Qi had already urged He Tiantian to make the paynt.
By the ti Xiao Zhang snapped out of it, a large box of nucleic acid health products was already placed in front of Teacher Qi.
Xiao Zhang felt sowhat defeated.
Now, to persuade again seed too late.
But he couldn't help himself; he opened his mouth to speak, only to be interrupted by Teacher Qi, who had just finished signing the POS paynt receipt, "Xiao Zhang, I know you young people don't believe in Little He. It's alright, since you're already here, just take a good look!"
Teacher Qi did not insist like Aunt Xu that Xiao Zhang consu products at the He Family's club; instead, he let him experience it for himself.
Xiao Zhang: ...
Fine, take a look! I'll do just that.
I really don't believe it, that a charlatan selling health products can co up with any novel tricks!
Xiao Zhang was set on going against the He Family, not just coming to the club every day for the ten yuan dicinal al, but also, if he had ti, taking advantage of the free herbal foot baths and acupuncture massages offered.
And to be honest, when He Hongtu, dressed in a white lab coat and using cupping jars and silver needles to serve custors, he did look the part.
If one didn't know He Hongtu's background, at first glance, he might actually be mistaken for a doctor of Chinese dicine with decent dical skills.
What's more, Xiao Zhang noticed that in the store, whether it was He Hongtu, his wife Tian Zhenzhen, or their daughter He Tiantian helping out after school,
This family of three never actively sold products to the custors.
On the contrary, it was the regular custors who seed to be counting the days until a certain date arrived, when they would voluntarily purchase a set of products.
Each ti, it was just one set; though also costing three to four thousand yuan, it was modest compared to others who easily spent tens of thousands.
"What kind of magic potion did this He Hongtu feed to those elderly folks!"
Back at ho, Xiao Zhang was still puzzled and muttered under his breath.
"What magic potion?"
Hearing his words, Xiao Zhang's wife casually asked.
"Oh, it's nothing," Xiao Zhang quickly mumbled, trying to dodge the question.
But his words had reminded his wife.
She then said, "Right, while I was picking up dicine at the pharmacy, I also got so stomach dicine for you. Eh? Why do we still have so much at ho? Haven't you had a stomach problem recently?"
Xiao Zhang's wife was a doctor, busy with work, and she didn't have much ti to spend with Xiao Zhang, who was equally busy.
She had picked up dicine for her husband out of habit, not expecting that there would still be a box remaining at ho.
Calculating the dosage, her husband hadn't taken it in the past half month.
"My stomach problem?" Xiao Zhang was startled.
If his wife hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have noticed.
In his youth, he had worked too hard and ate irregularly, which caused him to develop chronic gastritis, suffering from stomach spasms or pain every so often, each ti requiring dication to manage.
But recently, he, he hadn't had a stomach issue at all.
This, this...
Xiao Zhang thought hard and suddenly realized he hadn't experienced pain in half a month, and during this ti, he had been eating at the He Family's club every day, occasionally partaking in acupuncture sessions.
Could it be—
No, it's impossible.
The He Family is just a bunch of quacks selling health products, and He Hongtu was nothing more than a junior high school graduate salesman who never even attended a proper dical school. How could he treat illnesses?
But, his stomach problem really hadn't recurred.
And during this ti, other than going to the club to eat, he hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.
Maybe, try it a bit more?!
A glimr of light flickered in Xiao Zhang's eyes...
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