Zhang Zhen looked at the messily scribbled page and was very concerned about the customized medicinal diet, so he asked, "Chef Fu, how is it? Can this illness be adjusted?"
Fu Yu nodded, "There's somewhat of a clue now."
Watching the two start to chat again, Li Xintong couldn't hold back.
On one hand, she originally thought that Fu Yu should be quite capable, otherwise the store wouldn't specifically promote medicinal cuisine for him.
But seeing Fu Yu scribble a bunch of fruit and vegetable names on paper like a ghost drawing, and then constantly cross them out and change them back and forth, her previous belief that Fu Yu was unfathomable began to waver a bit.
She thought he really had some skills and was a remarkable person!
Now it seems, he's purely bluffing!
But then again, when it comes to seeing a doctor and taking medicine, the most reliable action is definitely to go to the hospital to find a doctor.
