Siheyuan: Seventeen-year-old He Yuzhu

Soon, He Yuzhu completed the treatment of Yang Guohua.

Yang Guohua was full of admiration for He Yuzhu. One had to experience it with one's own experience to know how superb Dr. He's medical skills were.

His disease has been with him for many years, and he has been to many hospitals, but no hospital has been able to cure it.

All we can do is alleviate the condition and prevent it from affecting our daily life.

But sometimes, it's still uncomfortable.

In fact, he had gotten used to it and no longer fantasized about being able to cure the disease.

But unexpectedly, his fantasy came true today and his illness was cured.

"Doctor He, I don't know what to say. Thank you so much."

"Your medical skills are the best I've ever seen."

"It's totally inconsistent with your age."

"Heroes come from young people."

"I don't know which hospital you work in. You are such a good doctor, you should be famous. How come I have never heard of you?"

Hou Zhongliang then remembered that he had only been talking to Yang Guohua about Dr. He's superb medical skills, but had not mentioned his profession.

He felt some anticipation in his heart. If Yang Guohua knew that Dr. He was actually a chef, he would definitely be shocked.

Hou Zhongliang answered for He Yuzhu, "Old Yang, it's normal that you haven't heard of it, because Dr. He doesn't work in the hospital."

"You don't work in a hospital?" Yang Guohua was a little confused. "Then where do you work? A pharmacy?"

Hou Zhongliang smiled and said, "Not in the pharmacy either."

"You'd never guess what Dr. He's real job is."

Yang Guohua frowned, "I can't think of it?"

"That shouldn't be the case. With Dr. He's medical skills, his work is definitely related to this aspect."

"Is it because he is following a master?"

Many famous doctors take disciples, and only after they become apprentices are they allowed to work outside.

Yang Guohua felt that since He Yuzhu’s medical skills were so good, he must have been taught by a master, but it was time for him to become a master.

Hou Zhongliang still shook his head, "No, no."

Now Yang Guohua really didn't know which direction to guess.

Hou Zhongliang said to He Yuzhu: "Doctor He, tell Lao Yang what you do for a living?"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "I'm the chef of Cuihualou."

"What?" Yang Guohua stood up from the stool suddenly, with three words written on his face: disbelief.

"Doctor He, you are not kidding, are you?"

With such great medical skills, it turned out to be a cooking skill, which was too unexpected and too wasteful.

He Yuzhu said: "I am indeed a chef. If Chief Yang doesn't believe me, you can go to Cuihua Building and ask."

Yang Guohua stroked his chin and walked around the room, looking at He Yuzhu from time to time, "Impossible, impossible."

"Why is he a chef?"

He has had a lot of experience in his life and has seen things big and small, but when he heard that He Yuzhu was a chef, he found it hard to believe.

This isn't right.

Hou Zhongliang felt very comfortable after seeing Yang Guohua's reaction.

This is the reaction, it’s so perfect.

He smiled and said, "Old Yang, Dr. He is indeed a good chef. Old Huang and I have both eaten the food he cooked. It is absolutely delicious. There is absolutely nothing to say."

Yang Guohua stopped, looked at He Yuzhu, and said, "With such good medical skills, it's a bit of a waste of talent to be a chef."

"Doctor He, I also know some people. How about I talk to them and let you work in the hospital? This way you can better display your abilities."

"After this, you will definitely be a famous doctor of your generation."

He Yuzhu refused and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Chief Yang, but no thanks. I am doing well working in Cuihua Building."

"I study medicine just for fun. If I turn this interest into a job, it will lose its meaning."

Hou Zhongliang also said: "Old Yang, you don't have to say anything. Doctor He is a superb doctor, but his cooking skills are even better. It is definitely not a waste of his talent to be a chef."

Yang Guohua felt that what Hou Zhongliang said was wrong. He didn't believe that He Yuzhu's cooking skills could compare to his medical skills.

But since He Yuzhu said that, it would be difficult for him to persuade her any further.

I can only sigh silently.

Hou Zhongliang looked at Yang Guohua and obviously didn't believe him. He said to He Yuzhu, "Doctor He, it seems that Old Yang doesn't trust your cooking skills. Otherwise, could you show me your cooking skills and let Old Yang learn more about it, and at the same time let me enjoy a feast."

He Yuzhu saw that it was almost noon and said, "Okay, I'll cook a meal."

Hou Zhongliang's face was filled with ecstasy. When he thought about the food He Yuzhu had prepared last time, he realized that the taste was simply perfect.

My mouth is watering.

He said to Yang Guohua, "Old Yang, you are in for a treat today."

"Master He is the head chef of Cuihualou. It is not easy for ordinary people to eat the food he cooks."

"Head chef?" Yang Guohua didn't expect that He Yuzhu was not an ordinary chef, but a head chef. He remembered that he had heard before that the head chef of Cuihualou was very young and had excellent cooking skills.

I didn’t expect it to be He Yuzhu.

I never expected that he actually had superb medical skills.

"Okay, then I'll wait and see if Dr. He's cooking skills are really that great."

Hou Zhongliang said: "Don't worry, I will definitely surprise you."

Soon, He Yuzhu prepared a table full of dishes, which were specially made according to the tastes of the two people.

Hou Zhongliang said, "Old Yang, give it a try."

Yang Guohua smelled the aroma of the food and swallowed his saliva. It really smelled good and looked tempting. It must be delicious.

However, he still didn't think that He Yuzhu's cooking skills could compare to his medical skills.

He picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, and his eyes widened instantly.

His taste buds were completely filled with deliciousness, and his mood at this moment could not be described in words.

All I can say is, it’s awesome.

So cool.

Is this still food?

How can it be so delicious?

Yang Guohua chewed the piece of meat in his mouth and was reluctant to swallow it.

Hou Zhongliang asked: "Old Yang, how is it? Are you satisfied?"

Yang Guohua nodded repeatedly while chewing. No matter who came over, he would not be dissatisfied.

Unless that person has abnormal taste, or no sense of taste.

Hou Zhongliang smiled and said, "Now you know what I mean."

"Master He's cooking skills are absolutely top-notch, and it makes sense for him to be a chef."

Yang Guohua nodded. Indeed, with such amazing cooking skills, it would be unreasonable if he didn’t become a chef.

But when I think about He Yuzhu's superb medical skills, it would be a waste not to become a doctor.

It's reasonable to do either one, but I also feel it's a pity.

Yang Guohua was deeply moved, wondering how could one person be so powerful.

Still so young, only seventeen years old.

It's really hard to believe.