When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

Doctor Zhou, with a gray beard, pushed the mirror holder. After reading Wen Le's medical records, he was also a little curious.

"Your situation is indeed very rare." Doctor Zhou asked Wen Le to lie on the bed, and carefully inspected his right foot.

Doctor Zhou asked while palpating: "Have you practiced Kung Fu before? Did you learn some martial arts to strengthen your body when you were young?"

Wen Le shook his head, "None." He had been following his grandfather since he was a child, and since elementary school, he only had cooking skills.

"Then your physique is very good. Many people with your injury will never recover in their lifetime, but your old injury is getting better." Doctor Zhou thought for a while and said, "Well, I will prescribe some plaster for you, and you Remember to put it on after your day's activities and before your night's rest."

After the examination, Doctor Zhou said again: "Besides, you have to come here every week to get acupuncture to activate the Qi and blood meridians and stimulate the tendons."

Wen Le kept it in his heart, and he asked: "Doctor, will I be able to fully recover if I do this?" It's not that he doesn't believe in the medical skills of this old Chinese doctor, he really has no idea.

Dr. Zhou has practiced medicine all his life and has treated so many patients, so he certainly knows Wen Le's concerns.It is inevitable that many patients are under pressure again and again during their visits to the doctor.

"You have to relax. Your condition is indeed recovering well. If you have done physical therapy or rehabilitation exercises before, you can continue to do it. Acupuncture here should be treated according to your recovery condition."

As he spoke, he asked Wen Le to roll up the trousers on his right leg. He led Wen Le through the transparent glass door in the middle and entered another ward. Man, it looks like this is where the needle comes in.

Dr. Zhou's hands were very steady, and Wen Le finished the needle after lying down for several minutes.

He confessed: "You need to get the needle for 45 minutes today, and try not to move your right leg. Someone will come to take the needle when the time is up."

Thinking of the time issue, Wen Le sent a private message to Luo Zixin on Weibo: I am getting an injection, it may take a long time, if you are busy, go first, and we will make an appointment next time.

Luo Zixin was still sitting on the chair outside, and Yu Xingzhou left him there alone after he went to the recovery room. He was playing with his mobile phone boredly, and just happened to swipe Wen Le's private message.

Knowing that Wen Le was doing acupuncture, Luo Zixin simply moved to Wen Le's side to play.

"Two liang, can I take a picture for you?" Luo Zixin held up his mobile phone to Wen Le's right leg, which had been pricked.

Wen Le refused without even thinking about it: "No way. Don't even try to post me like this on Weibo."

"Why? Even if you get a needle, it won't make you look less handsome."

"I'm afraid of being made into an emoji, what if next time I make seafood sashimi, the comment area is full of emojis (two taels of sashimi)?" It's not that he is worrying unfoundedly, but what his fans really look like All talents are available.

Luo Zixin also thought it was quite funny when he heard that this was the case. It was boring to see Wen Le getting a needle, so he suggested that the two of them watch a video together to pass the time.

The homepage of the Jinjiang live broadcast station recommends related popular videos every day according to the user's preferences. Since Luo Zixin visits the food area and the game area the most, his homepage is often divided into game highlights and food videos.

But today's daily tweets are a bit different, there are actually three advertising videos that grabbed the top three spots on his homepage.Awesome, how much advertising fee did you pay for the Jinjiang Live Broadcasting Station?

Picked the most popular video - "National Cooking Competition is about to start! "Luo Zixin clicked in.

This video has something to do with food. It turned out to be a warm-up show for an upcoming culinary competition variety show. Unlike traditional culinary confrontation programs, this "Cooking Competition" program adopts The form of free registration audition does not require you to be the head chef of a five-star hotel, as long as you are a person who loves food and knows how to cook, you can sign up.

"This show is good. I want to sign up for it." Luo Zixin rubbed his chin, thinking that his cooking skills should be pretty good, and maybe this time he can fulfill his dream of being a chef.

"I think this is more like a variety show." Wen Le said pertinently, "But I saw Ye Mingsong among the judges just now. If he can be invited as a judge, this show should be pretty good."

"Ye Mingsong? Who is it?" Luo Zixin asked curiously.

"A senior who has been famous in the culinary world for a long time, he created several original dishes when he was young. He is a person who pays equal attention to talent and hard work." Wen Le has watched videos of him cooking before, and this person should be the same I have practiced basic skills since I was a child.

"So powerful!" Luo Zixin said with emotion, "Why do I feel that your chefs are similar to those in martial arts novels? Maybe it's like practicing Sanjiu in winter and practicing Sanfu in summer."

With a serious face, Wen Le looked directly at him with serious eyes, and said solemnly: "That's right, all of us who learn to cook are three-year-old, and only those who are qualified can learn after judging their qualifications. From the day of learning, no matter whether it is cold winter or In the scorching heat, we will never forget our original aspirations and practice our basic skills hard.”

Luo Zixin was stunned when he heard it, he didn't expect that there were so many stories about learning how to cook that he didn't know.

"And then?" he asked.

Wen Le tilted his head slightly, and said with an inscrutable expression on his face: "Once a master is successful, his bones will be exhausted. No one who knows how to cook has to go through experience. It takes hard work and hard work to stand out, but many people are defeated. However, there are very few people who are truly famous.”

Luo Zixin's expression also became heavy, as if touched.

However, Wen Le's tone changed suddenly, and he pointed to the registration method on the screen and said: "But what I just said are all plots in the God of Cooking movie, and the reality is definitely not like this. I think as long as you have a goal, you can stick to it." Hard work always pays off.”

"So, you can sign up for a try, I'm optimistic about you." After speaking, he collapsed on the bed again, squinting his eyes and resting lazily.

It was only then that Luo Zixin realized that he had been raped by a donkey. He turned his head to look at Wen Le who was lying leisurely, and said aggrievedly, "Won't your conscience hurt if you're such a donkey fan?"

Wen Le didn't even open her eyes, and said lazily, "I don't have a conscience." Then, he made a heart shape between his thumb and index finger, and then threw it on the ground.

Luo Zixin: "..." Daddy, you can easily lose this baby with your attitude.

Back to the original point of the topic, Luo Zixin asked curiously, "Will you sign up for this competition?"

Wen Le: "Probably not, I have something to do recently, maybe I don't have time."

Luo Zixin had a look of pity, he thought Wen Le would attend.

The two were chatting, and Luo Zixin watched a few more videos related to the "Culinary Competition" program. Judging from the pre-heating of this program, the program's publicity and promotion efforts were very strong, and the host was unexpectedly hired. It is Cai Yu, one of the main hosts of Strawberry Channel. Luo Zixin can foresee that as long as there is no big trouble in the middle of this show, it will definitely become popular.

Anyway, he is idle at home, and her mother can't understand him being idle and driving him to do errands for his cousin, but he is still bored, so why not join this show, he has been interested in food since he was a child, Participating in this program, maybe you can try the food made by real masters?

The more Luo Zixin thought about it, the more beautiful he became. Anyway, he didn't ask for fame, but just joined in the fun. No matter how you think about it, it looks like fun.

The nurse on duty came to help pull out the needle. Wen Le stood up and moved his body. He couldn't turn over after lying down for so long just now. He felt that he was going to be stiff. , it might bend the needle that was stuck inside, and he only dared to move his upper body just now.

"Let's go, let's go find your brother." Wen Le straightened his clothes and said.

Luo Zixin looked at the time, "No, he will come out in a while, we just go outside and wait."

Wen Le checked his watch, and sat quietly on the chair by the window, feeling the caress of the sun, feeling completely relaxed.He thanked Yu Xingzhou again in his heart for his help, maybe it won't be long before he can really be like a normal person.

The sun was shining on the corridor, but Yu Xingzhou didn't feel warm. He came out of the counseling room and stood by the window.

It had been a long time since that incident that he had really slept well.

The black dream repeated the feeling he had felt that night when he was on the verge of death, and the feeling of despair clung to him like tarsal maggots.The psychiatrist hopes that he can divert his attention and pay more attention to some warm and sunny things in life, so as to help heal this stressful post-traumatic mental illness.

During the psychological consultation today, Yu Xingzhou once again recalled the experience of that night under the guidance of the doctor, and once again heard the voice of that person.He asked himself in his heart, is that true?Did someone really save him?Or is he going to die in the next second?

Day and night seemed to separate him into two people. Under the sun, he stood calmly and calmly at the top of the company, but in the night, he could not sleep and was anxious.He can control the company's big and small matters, but he can't control the subtle changes in his body, and even seeks help from a psychologist because of this.

Yu Xingzhou thought, he still couldn't get used to the psychiatrist's eyes that seemed to see everything, but he forced himself to see a doctor, and he couldn't even deny that he was not sick.

He looked at the figure of the person by the opposite window, the halo fell, as if unreal, like the sunlight falling on the ground through his fingers, it was not real at all, he stretched his hand under the sun, there was nothing touch.

The wind blew past Wen Le's ears, he tilted his head upside down and opened his eyes slightly, and saw a familiar figure.Yu Xingzhou, who was standing upside down, looked a little strange, and he stretched out his hand blankly, as if greeting him.

He smiled unconsciously, waved back, and the wind carried his voice to Yu Xingzhou's ear.

Like a good friend who has known each other for many years, he heard him say: "The sun is just right, let's go eat later."