Wishing Restaurant didn't want to explode

"I can do it," Liao Chu interrupted him, "but tomorrow will be the soonest, can you wait?"

He has no penchant for digging deep into other people's pain, just to determine the approximate cause.

Since it is a patient's wish, then I can help fulfill it.

"When is tomorrow?" the man asked.

"Morning, around ten o'clock." Liao Chu simply calculated the time.

Both glutinous rice and red beans need to be soaked for four to five hours, and then steamed, boiled bean paste, and cooled for another two to three hours.

"Okay!" The man heaved a sigh of relief.

My son will have a thoracotomy in the morning the day after tomorrow, and he is required to fast for at least 8 hours before the operation.

In time, in time.

After Liao Chu agreed, the man left.

Before leaving, he bowed very hard to him.

The upper and lower body are almost folded in half.

"Trouble, boss, please... trouble yourself."

After the man left, Liao Chu went to the storage room to get glutinous rice and red beans.

He dug a lot, watched the water fill the stainless steel bucket little by little, without saying a word.

Yu Yu came over and hooked his finger lightly.

He didn't know what Liao Chu was thinking, but instinctively felt that the other party was sad.

It was only at this moment that he realized that he didn't seem to know the other party very well.

He only knew that Liao Chu was born in an orphanage, had a sister before, and now has a niece.

But what happened in the middle, why is my sister gone?

He has no idea.

That part of the past is like a taboo place, deliberately buried by the master, and no one can touch it.

The moment his fingertips touched, Liao Chu trembled violently as if he had been scalded.

It seemed that someone stretched out his hand and dragged himself out of the cold and lonely memory.

He instinctively grabbed it and squeezed it hard.

"My sister, she..." Liao Chu opened his mouth and found that his voice was a little hoarse.

She also died of illness.

He suddenly wanted to talk to someone, but he didn't know where to start.

Liao Chu found himself in a rather embarrassing situation.

He began to blame himself again, and blamed himself for not finding his sister earlier.

If possible, maybe I would also believe in the gods, and beg the gods not to take away the only family member.

"It's all over." Yu Yu patted his back, feeling the tightness of the people under his hands.

Like a bow that has been drawn for a long time, it will break at some point.

Liao Chu let out a breath slowly, as if he could finally breathe again, even his drowsy head became clearer.

His elder sister was a few years older than him, and she had an early onset of illness. When he just started making money, her elder sister had already had health problems.

Everyone knows that there is no cure for this disease, and even multi-millionaires can't stand the toss, and in the end they can only end up with nothing but wealth.

In order not to drag him down, the elder sister sneaked away without leaving any clues behind.

And when the siblings meet again, they will be in the morgue.

Liao Chu didn't even know who her sister was with until now, and what kind of psychology gave birth to Guoguo...

After returning home, Liao Chu unconsciously looked at the fish tank.

wishing jar...

******

After returning to the hospital, the man trotted all the way. Before entering the door, he stood still and tried his best to straighten out the messy clothes and hair caused by running wildly.

Both his wife and son are clean people, and they don't like to see him like this.

He took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and looked at the skinny young man on the hospital bed full of tubes.

"son!"

The young man turned his face and smiled at him with difficulty.

The man's nasal cavity suddenly became pantothenic.

He tried to inhale, and pretended to be relaxed and sat down on the edge of the bed, "Dad has good news for you."

The young man was suffering from multiple cardiac myxomas, and he had obvious symptoms of exhaustion, and he had a fever almost every day.

In just a few months, he became as thin as a bone.

The disease is somewhat hereditary, and his mother died of the same disease.

Years ago, his son fainted suddenly. After the test results came out, the man's vision went dark.

He is only in his sophomore year, what a year!

Why did you have to be picked up by this disease?

The doctor said that cardiac myxomas are generally benign, but considering the malignant case of the patient's mother, the patient himself is more likely to be malignant.

Plus, he's relatively rare with multiple hairs.

Through various examinations and angiography, it can be seen that the tumor is wrapped in blood vessels, and the blood vessels are wrapped around the tumor. The operation is extremely difficult and the risk is extremely high...

Without surgery, it is doomed not to live long;

Surgery, may not be able to get off the operating table!

Just making this decision almost used up the courage of a man for most of his life.

On the contrary, the son is very strong, and he often said with a smile: "Dad, don't worry, I'm still young, I have a good foundation, and I will definitely be able to do it."

"What, good news?" The young man interrupted his recollection, a tiny light flickered in the eye sockets that were prominent because of his thinness.

The man touched his face and said, "Didn't you want to eat Tiaotou Gao? Dad found it for you. The boss is very kind. He said that he will prepare it right away, and Dad will get it tomorrow morning."

The young man froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly turned red, "You have been outside these few days..."

Just to find me a head cake?

The man kissed his son's skinny face, "Son, let's have a good time, and we will eat tiaotou cakes with Dad every year from now on, okay?"

The young man blinked, and big tears rolled from the corners of his eyes.

He took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay."

Sick people get tired easily, and after a few words, the young man closes his eyes drowsily.

In fact, it's not sleep, it's just that the body can't support it anymore.

The man tucked the quilt for him, and tiptoed out of the ward.

He didn't go far away, but just sat blankly on the stool by the corridor, dazed.

Hospitals are never short of people, they come and go.

He watched countless legs walk in front of him, and saw the same anxiety, panic, and despair written on countless faces.

Then, he has been trying to straighten his back and slowly bend down.

He finally covered his face and wept silently.

He dared not cry out loud for fear of being heard by his son.

Why this kid?

There is never a shortage of life and death in the hospital. Many people have seen this painful man, but most of them just glanced at it.

It is difficult for them to live alone, and they really have no spare energy to sympathize with others.

The man stayed up all night.

Although the boss agreed to do it for himself, this is Qingjiang City after all, can he do it?

Can you do well?

Can you make it in time?

All kinds of worries were mixed together, as if turning into a icy python, strangling his heart until he couldn't breathe.

He barely took his eyes off his watch, checking it every few minutes.

In the morning, the doctor came to make rounds and specifically told me not to eat at night.

The man was so anxious that he had never felt so contradictory:

He hoped that the time would pass faster, so that he could get the head cake sooner;

I also wish that time would pass more slowly, and then more slowly, so that I would never hear the potentially bad news.

He has only one son left...

If the heavens take it away cruelly, then let him be taken away together.

What should come will always come.

Just after nine o'clock, he asked the nurse to take care of him, took a hard look at his sleeping son, and hurried to the subway station.

On the way, the young boss called and said that the Tiao Toutao was ready.

The man seems to be able to hear the sound of a big rock falling from the bottom of his heart.

I hurried to the restaurant and saw that there were two rows of pastries neatly stacked in the insulated box, dotted with golden osmanthus blossoms.

Inside the white glutinous rice layer, reddish-brown bean paste is sandwiched, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus and bean paste floats in the air.

That's it!

The man heaved a sigh of relief.

He picked up the box almost reverently and bowed vigorously.

"Thank you for your trouble. Excuse me, how much is it?"

No one can evaluate the value of these sticky cakes to their father and son.

However, the young boss waved his hand, "Take it and feed it to the children."

Seeing him in a daze, the young man next to him quickly put on his down jacket and grabbed the car keys, "Why are you in a daze? You can't take the subway with food, and it's hard to take a taxi now. I'll take you back to the hospital, let's go."

It wasn't until he could look up and see the iconic cross of the hospital that the man came back to his senses.

He spoke words of gratitude incoherently.

Yu Yu quickly drove into the hospital, "No, no, you go quickly."

The man really couldn't think of how to repay, so he bowed again, hugged the box tightly, and ran to the inpatient department.

What he was holding seemed to be the future of the two of them.

"Master!" Yu Yu suddenly opened the window and shouted.

The man stopped abruptly, and turned around in a daze.

"The child is well, tell us!" Yu Yu's entire upper body leaned out of the window.

The man sighed, nodded at him, turned around and rushed into the building.

There are only ten hours left before the prescribed fasting start point.

The man ran all the way, rushed into the ward panting, and opened the incubator towards his son tremblingly.

"Tiao, Tiaotou cake, son, Tiaotou cake is here."

Dad can buy fresh Tiaotou cakes in Qingjiang City during the Spring Festival, which shows that there is no unparalleled road.

You will be fine.

In fact, before this, the young man had always taken his words of "find the head cake" as comfort.

He thought it was unlikely.

Not to mention the far north, even the provinces a little north, which are adjacent to the hometown, are not likely to see this kind of pastry.

So, for Chinese New Year, where can Dad find it?

Maybe he just wanted to give himself a thought, so that he could work hard to survive.

People live, don't they just want to take a breath?

But now, he really saw it.

Now that he has been ill, the young man has lost his appetite, and his taste buds seem to have degenerated.

I wanted to eat it before, but I was afraid of leaving regrets.

But now, looking at the hot food in front of him, he seemed to be holding back some energy from his heart.

I want to eat.

I still want to eat more!

He took the chopsticks himself, picked up one tremblingly, and took a bite with great effort.

Still hot.

Soft and sweet.

He could clearly feel the familiar taste dissolving in his mouth.

"It tastes like this," he swallowed a little bit with difficulty, and couldn't take any more, "That's what my mother made, and it tastes like this..."

He hasn't eaten for many years.

The young man's lips trembled violently, and suddenly his eyes turned red, and tears began to drip down his cheeks.

"I'm afraid!"

"Dad," he grabbed the man's sleeve, and after so many days in the hospital, he finally cried unabashedly for the first time, "I'm scared, very scared, I haven't lived enough..."

I also want to go back to school.

I haven't worked yet.

I also want to eat a lot of things.

I don't want to die.

While wiping his son's tears, the man broke down in sobs, "Don't be afraid, Dad is here, and Dad is with you...Look, we even ate this, which means that God is not so cruel, right?"

The young man nodded desperately, and the tears were thrown far away, leaving circles of water stains on the quilt.

"The doctor said, you have to have confidence in yourself. This is fighting. Don't you still want to join the army? Manly man, how can you be cowardly without going to the battlefield?" The man grabbed his hand vigorously, "Hi, wait Now, let's go on a trip, play, wherever we want to go, and what we want to eat, shall we?"

The young man cried and laughed, "I, I don't want to play, I want to go back to school, and I want to be a soldier in the future..."

The man laughed through his tears, "Okay, whatever, then both of us will be fine..."

After sending the man to the hospital, Yu Yu didn't leave immediately.

He got out of the car, looked up at the tall inpatient department, and suddenly sighed infinitely.

The world is too big, every second there are people who are happy, and some people are suffering from despair.

Tall buildings cast large shadows, and there is still a lot of unmelted snow in the shade.

Yu Yu saw many haggard people with dull eyes, squatting or standing, smoking cigarettes.

He didn't know, and didn't dare to know what those people had gone through.

For a moment, he felt extremely cowardly.

"You say, will the boy be all right?"

He couldn't help calling Liao Chu.

Judging by the age of the father, perhaps the sick boy was not a few years younger than himself.

However, Liao Chu on the other side of the phone answered unexpectedly firmly, "It will be fine."

Yu Yu didn't think too much, let out a breath slowly, and nodded, "It will be fine."

hope so.

Liao Chu repeated again, "It will be fine."

Because the system finally detected his power of faith.

He began to believe, began to pray, and finally had an answer.

Because of the matter of the father and son, Liao Chu and Yu Yu were a little absent-minded for the next whole day.

It is one thing to detect the power of faith, but after all, it is always disturbing not to hear the final result.

Even when the "Hundred Flavors" documentary started broadcasting and Liao Kee's restaurant became popular again, Liao Chu didn't care to pay attention.

When Liao Chu was cooking, he couldn't help thinking:

Will the boy turn the corner?

Or, he wants to experience it again...

no, I can not.

As long as there is a wishing vat that has responded, there has never been a mistake.

He and Yu Yu also specifically searched the Internet about how long the relevant surgery would take, but because they didn't know the details, they just stared blankly at the messy results.

Instead, he became more and more anxious.

It was not until the next afternoon that the man called, crying and saying:

"The operation was a success!"

A general cardiac myxoma operation may only take four to five hours, but his son's situation is too complicated. When the tumor was peeled off, the blood vessel ruptured, a large amount of blood was lost, and the heart stopped for a while.

Fortunately, all of this was within expectations, and the plasma was prepared in advance, so no one panicked in the operating room.

But watching the blood bags being sent in one by one, the man was still terrified.

so much blood...

How much blood can a person have in his body!

The lights in the operating room were kept on for 13 hours before the exhausted medical staff pushed the patients out.

It was launched!

Not let me in to say goodbye!

The man's legs softened, and he squatted on the ground. When he came back to his senses, he realized that tears were streaming down his face.

Afterwards, when I found the chief surgeon expert, he almost knelt down to the other party, and wanted to stuff the red envelopes again.

The doctor resolutely refused to accept it, and flew back overnight.

He was not a doctor at Qingjiang Cancer Hospital, but because of the special case and the difficulty of the operation, he should invite the expert who threw the knife.

It's over now, and I'm going back soon.

Both Yu Yu and Liao Chu congratulated him, but the man still didn't dare to relax.

The tumor removal surgery was indeed successful, but the test results are not yet available.

If it is benign, then the son's life is saved;

If it's malignant... as soon as three months, as slow as a year.

He begged the hospital for urgent treatment, but the result would be available tomorrow night at the earliest.

Yu Yu said: "Don't worry too much, take your time step by step. It's been a while, and there's no point in rushing. Look, didn't you overcome these difficulties step by step?"

In fact, he also knew that the man might not be able to listen to anything before the final result came out, but he always thought about what he could say to make that poor man feel better.

The man was considered to have a successful career before, but because his son was studying in a foreign university and suddenly found out that he was seriously ill, he hurried over here, and even the studio was temporarily closed.

It's just a stranger who met by chance, it's not easy for people to remember this.

He was very grateful and said many words of gratitude.

Liao Chu said: "When the child is well, come over to eat and make up for the New Year's Eve dinner for you."

After hanging up the phone, he and Yu Yu looked at each other, and both heaved a sigh of relief.

Come on!

At this moment, Liaoji restaurant has reopened, and Yu Yu looked at the wishing vat placed at the door, "Boss Liao, lend me a steel coin."

Liao Chu took out one and handed it to him, but a few minutes later, he didn't hear the system report the power of faith.

"The same event cannot be superimposed," the system reminded, "The host should not be greedy."

The good luck and miracles that act on a person are all changes against the sky, and it is inevitable that they cannot be superimposed indefinitely.

Throughout his life, but only once.

Otherwise, it will be like the 500 million lottery, come here every day to punch a card and make a wish, and you will win 500 million in each draw, and then ask for a long life, the richest man in the world is just around the corner.

If it was before, Liao Chu might be a little disappointed.

But today, I was happy after hearing this.

"Cannot be superimposed", then it means that it has appeared before.

Therefore, he was once again sure that his previous wish was successful.

"Right?" he asked.

The system plays dead.

It hates the devious clichés of human beings!

hum!

After receiving the good news, Liao Chu was finally in the mood to pay attention to the first documentary filmed by Liao Ji Restaurant.

He didn't even bother to watch the premiere that day, and he didn't know where his thoughts went.

To make an excellent documentary, creativity, shooting and post-editing are indispensable, and it is obvious that Qi An and his team have all three points at the same time.

As the first episode of the "Baiwei" series of documentaries, the part of Liaoji Restaurant has fought a beautiful battle.

Qi'an's name appeared frequently on major film review websites again, which added a lot of color to his already brilliant life.

As the protagonist of the documentary, Liao Kee Restaurant has also received unprecedented attention.

In the past two days of broadcasting alone, the passenger flow has increased considerably.

There are fans of Qi'an who come to make a pilgrimage, some professional foodies come to feast, and some come to look at the handsome face of the boss, wanting to verify with their own eyes whether he is really so handsome...

For this reason, Liao Chu had to temporarily recruit a few idle college students who were at home on vacation as waiters.

Dig out the wishing jar one more time every day.

Everyone's thinking is very close:

They're all here, why don't you ask for a try?

What if you get hit!

This episode of the documentary begins with a rising sun in the east.

In the fast-forward shot, the round sun climbs slowly from the eastern horizon, and finally freezes obliquely in the southeast.

The camera moves down, and the originally empty streets slowly become lively, and people who wake up in the morning appear from various entrances and exits.

Talking and laughing, car horns, chirping birds in the dense green forest... mixed with the billowing white steam from the chimney behind the restaurant, all turned into morning fireworks.

"This is one of the most prosperous areas in Qingjiang City, but how do the people living here solve their three meals a day?"

Accompanied by the deep and magnetic voice-over, the camera slowly zoomed in, and finally fixed on the signboard that said "Liao Kee Restaurant".

After interviewing, I found out that this is a relatively expensive restaurant, but there is already a long queue outside before it opens.

"We are very curious about what kind of delicacy can attract so many customers and make them wait willingly in the cold winter."

While waiting, the film crew interviewed many people.

The difference between new diners and old diners is clear at a glance.

"I don't know. When I came back for the first time, many friends around me said that it was very delicious. I just wanted to see how delicious it was."

The young man in his twenties scratched his head and smiled.

"Just one word, Fresh!"

This old man has obviously experienced a lot of battles, and he knows all the special dishes in the store.

His old god said: "Did you see those people in front? They are all here to grab the roast suckling pig. You have to get the number in advance. There are only a few a day, and they will be gone later... You can also continue to wait. Some people give up temporarily, but for this kind of thing, the probability is about the same as winning the lottery."

After the uncle finished speaking, a group of people around laughed.

The camera crew laughed too.

After the door opened, everyone rushed in and quickly found a seat to sit down.

Both the boss and the staff are already busy.

The whole store is filled with strong aroma.

Through the bright glass wall, you can see the young boss wearing a hat and mask calmly stirring the broth in the cauldron.

Snow-white, thick, and the strong fragrance inside can be smelled almost through the lens.

In the corner next to it, there were already several pots tumbling, filled with stewed meat and noodle soup.

Jiamo is one of the fixed menus of this store, but for the diners who have a tricky taste and pursue excitement, the "extra early morning" every day is their real goal.

Today's breakfast is rice noodles.

The rich broth has long been impatient; in the wire basket on the side of the pot, there are portions of rice noodles that are as moist as jade...

Someone has already preheated the big bowl.

Pour hot water first to warm the bowl wall, then raise your hand high, pour the soup slowly, and slowly inject an appropriate amount of broth...

Several people cooperated seamlessly. As soon as the menu was reported over there, the pot was laid down here.

Tens of seconds later, the cooked rice noodles were lifted up high, and with a vigorous shake, the excess water turned into a string of pearls, which fell obliquely back into the cauldron.

The cooked rice noodles were slightly bright, and they jumped into the steaming soup bowl, like a cute little animal, and were delivered to the table by the waiter non-stop.

Next, it's time for diners to play.

Experienced guests will choose the four tables facing the glass wall.

Watching the whole process of gourmet cooking with your own eyes is not only reassuring, but also a visual enjoyment.

Seats are limited, and there are always a few unlucky ones.

Some rushed to work in a hurry, took a look with their heads, and saw that there were no seats, so they stomped their feet angrily and left with a sigh.

Forget it, go to another place to get something to deal with, and hurry up next time.

Some were very patient, just waiting quietly.

The film crew casually interviewed a girl who looked like a college student, "Wait?"

The girl was a little shy, covered her face and smiled, "I can eat two more bowls of rice for the boss."

Qi An outside the camera just smiled, "Then we have to wait."

All the young girls laughed together.

It's nice to be young.

Looking at the young faces on the TV screen, Liao Chu couldn't help thinking of the young man in the hospital.

I don't know what happened to him.

Just thinking about it, suddenly the phone rang, and the middle-aged man on the other end burst into tears, "Benign..."