The most enlightened doctor

After 10pm, Yu's house, soundproof bedroom.

Yu Zhiming sat at the desk, staring blankly at the sketch paper and pen on the desk.

At this moment, his attention was focused on observing Lou Xiaoxiao's face, which was constantly changing, such as joy, anger, sorrow, and grimace.

Because of the stiffness or disharmony of some muscles on her face, these expressions of Lou Xiaoxiao had no beauty, but instead had an indescribable weirdness.

After Yu Zhiming mastered these facial expressions one by one, he began to adjust them...

For example, making the smile more natural and harmonious.

As the smile on Lou Xiaoxiao's face began to change, other expressions such as anger, sorrow, and grimace also changed in a linked manner, becoming more coordinated or more distorted.

There are more than 40 muscles on our face, and the muscles used for each expression are different.

For example, a smile involves six muscles, while a crying expression requires fourteen muscles.

The facial muscle adjustment that Yu Zhiming made for Lou Xiaoxiao required coordinating the various expressions on her face, and making all the expressions as natural and pleasing as possible.

It was not easy to achieve this step.

It was impossible to completely recover the damage caused by Lou Xiaoxiao's previous bone grinding and muscle adjustment.

Yu Zhiming needed to make some compromises, giving priority to ensuring the harmony and naturalness of common small expressions such as smile, anger, and sadness.

As for the exaggerated expressions that require the whole face to cooperate, such as laughing heartily and heart-wrenching pain, as long as they look acceptable, it's fine.

After all, they are rarely used...

In repeated attempts, Lou Xiaoxiao's various facial expressions gradually became fixed, and the plastic surgery repair plan in Yu Zhiming's mind also changed from general to detailed.

When Yu Zhiming's eyes were full of spirit again, he picked up the sketch pen and prepared to draw, but he was attacked by a feeling of hunger.

He then noticed that the electronic clock on the desk showed that it was past eleven o'clock in the evening.

Unconsciously, he was immersed in thinking and analyzing for more than an hour, no wonder he was hungry.

Yu Zhiming got up and left the soundproof bedroom. He saw Qing Ning leaning against the head of the bed with a mobile bedside table in front of him.

On the table were laptops, tablets, mobile phones, pens and notebooks.

"What are you busy with?"

Qing Ning put down the pen in her hand, stretched and replied: "The matter of the medicinal diet, after the charity ceremony, all kinds of work have increased dramatically, and there are some things that need me to decide."

"Do you want to go to the toilet?"

Yu Zhiming touched his stomach and said: "I'm hungry, go to the kitchen to find something to eat, do you want to join?"

Qing Ning heard this and hurriedly got out of bed and came to Yu Zhiming.

"Now that you mention it, I'm really a little hungry..."

Yu Zhiming and Qing Ning walked out of the master bedroom and came to the small living room on the second floor. There was a sensor night light on.

The living room on the first floor was dark.

Yu Zhiming could hear the second bedroom where Zeng Yan lived, the guest room where Qi Xin lived, and the elderly room downstairs where Zhou Mo lived.

Obviously, these three guys were not asleep yet.

Yu Zhiming took Qing Ning's hand and went down the stairs, walked through the living room to the kitchen, turned on the light, and opened the door of the big refrigerator.

The big refrigerator was full of things, but most of them were unprocessed ingredients.

As for leftovers, with Yu Zhiming's big rice bucket, they basically did not exist.

However, Aunt Qiu cooked more rice tonight in order to make egg fried rice tomorrow morning.

"Egg fried rice?"

Yu Zhiming nodded and said, "Cook some more dumplings."

Qing Ning saw that Yu Zhiming only took out a bag of dumplings from the freezer, so she took another bowl of rice from the rice bowl.

Then, she took four eggs, a handful of peeled edamame, a green pepper, a carrot, about ten fresh shrimps, and a small piece of Jinhua ham from the refrigerator.

Qing Ning prepared the ingredients for egg fried rice, and the water in the pot on Yu Zhiming's side had already boiled.

Yu Zhiming put the dumplings into the pot, and Qing Ning started to heat oil on the stove next to him.

Seeing her cooking like a real person, Yu Zhiming smiled and praised: "Not bad, you look like a good wife and mother, have you been practicing cooking secretly?"

Qingning cast a coquettish glance at her with curved eyebrows, saying: "My mother said that as a woman, you don't have to cook, but you must have cooking skills. Cooking occasionally is also a spice and fun in life."

"I'm learning a few big dishes that can hold the table. When I learn them well, I'll cook them for you."

Yu Zhiming happily replied "OK".

Qing Ning stir-fried the side dishes, feeling the breath of Yu Zhiming beside her, and said with a smile: "Like an ordinary young couple, working together to make money, cooking together after get off work, this kind of life is not bad."

Yu Zhiming smiled and said: "It's good to do it occasionally, but if it's day after day, you will definitely get bored."

"If you still have a headache about the mortgage and car loan, and the boss's oppression, there will be no fun in life."

Qing Ning said coquettishly: "Don't think about the bitterness and sweetness. Every family has troubles. Enjoy the present."

"Hey, give me the soy sauce..."

With the help of Yu Zhiming, Qing Ning finally fried the egg fried rice that looked pretty good.

Yu Zhiming tasted it first.

"How is it? It's okay?"

Yu Zhiming looked at Qing Ning's bright eyes and nodded gently: "Except that the taste is a little lighter, it's all good. It's a very successful egg fried rice. It can be scored 85 points."

Qing Ning said with a smile: "As a novice in cooking, the biggest fear is adding too many seasonings, especially salt."

“My mother told me, it’s better to have less than too much. If it’s too little, there’s still a chance to make amends, but if it’s too much, it’ll be ruined.”

"Should I add more salt?"

Yu Zhiming shook his head and said: "No, I have a strong taste, it should be just right for you."

"I'll just keep the pickles and it'll be fine..."

The two of them walked out of the kitchen carrying egg fried rice, dumplings, pickles, dumpling soup, etc. on trays, and saw Zhou Mo walking over.

"I didn't mean to disturb your two-person world. A charity donor called for help."

Yu Zhiming interrupted and asked: "Emergency? What's going on? Has someone been sent to Huashan Hospital?"

Zhou Mo shook his head and said, "It's not an emergency. The donor said that his brother-in-law had an accident while riding a motorcycle a week ago and his brain was injured. He is still in a coma."

As they spoke, the three of them had already entered the restaurant.

Yu Zhiming put the tray on the dining table and said, "Send the injured to the hospital and I will check it tomorrow."

Zhou Mo nodded and hummed, and Qing Ning's voice sounded in his ears again, "Momo, are you hungry? Eat something with us. These dumplings were cooked by Zhiming, and I made the egg fried rice."

Zhou Mo didn't refuse, and said with a smile: "It's a rare opportunity to taste the cooking skills of both of you at once."

"I'm not welcome..."

Zhou Mo went to the kitchen and got a pair of bowls and chopsticks, then divided a small bowl of egg fried rice from a large bowl and sat down on the other side of Yu Zhiming.

She took two bites of egg-fried rice and ate another dumpling. She raised her thumb and said, "Very good cooking skills. Elders, you don't have to worry about opening the fire yourself."

After a pause, Zhou Mo said with a smile: "I have good news for you. Today is the fifth day after the charity ceremony. Momo Clothing has sent out nearly 90,000 packages."

"There are more than 60,000 packages that have been signed for."

"Guess how many packages were returned?"

Yu Zhiming glanced sideways at Zhou Mo. He never liked this kind of showy behavior.

What a waste of that time.

Qing Ning said with great interest: "I heard that the return rate of e-commerce women's clothing is 40 to 50, which is normal. The higher the price, the higher the return rate."

She analyzed: "Since you said it is good news, then the return rate must not be high, under forty?"

Zhou Mo said with a showy face: "It's more than forty, the current return rate is below ten points."

"Boss Cen said that the final return rate will not exceed 20 points. Considering the grade and price level of our fashion, this return rate means that our clothing has been widely recognized."

"Dr. Yu, Qing Ning, I can tell you for sure that Momo Fashion has been a great success."

"Just wait and divide the money."

At this moment, Zhou Mo's cell phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from a local unknown mobile phone.

Zhou Mo answered the call, and a man's voice came out of the phone, "Hello Zhou Mo!"

"I am Daniel Lin. I have arrived at Binhai. I want to make an appointment with you to meet..."

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