This is not impossible.
In order to curb the epidemic of chronic diseases, the FDA has recommended that "health food" labels be displayed on food packages that comply with regulations, and has proposed new definitions of "health food" to limit the intake of sugar, sodium and saturated fatty acids. .
More than 80% of Americans do not eat enough vegetables, fruits, and dairy products. Instead, they eat too much added sugar, saturated fat, and sodium. And most people do not know what a healthy diet is. The FDA defines food health labels as Updates help improve people's nutritional intake and reduce diet-related diseases.
The FDA pays so much attention to healthy food, so it is estimated that including vegetables and fruits in medical insurance will be just around the corner.
By then, this will be another major source of income for Iris Clinic.
No one knows more about eating than the Chinese!
Well, in doctors’ professional terms, this is called a “food prescription”!
Diet therapy is something that the Chinese ancestors played badly with.
Chinese people put a lot of oil in cooking. Is it a high-calorie food? No! Because most of the oil remains in the pot and on the plate, and not all of it is absorbed into the human body.
However, those who have baked bread and cakes in European and American countries know that there is an unknown amount of oil and sugar added to them, and all of these oils and sugars are ingested into the human body!
Which is the real junk food? It’s clear at a glance!
Mrs. Westin's physical examination report was faxed over. There were indeed many minor problems, most of which were caused by obesity. Zhou Qiao analyzed it carefully for her, explaining each item one by one, showing her high-end and professional abilities!
Finally, a specific medicated diet plan was drawn up for her. Mrs. Westin was very happy and began to wonder about what kind of clothes she would buy after losing weight!
Mr. Westin, on the other hand, was quietly drinking coffee and very supportive of her!
This is an enviable couple.
Before leaving, Zhou Qiao sent Mr. and Mrs. Westing to the gate and told them that if Mrs. Westing succeeded in losing weight, he hoped to promote the clinic more. Iris Clinic needs this business!
Mr. and Mrs. Westin readily agreed.
Of course, they will still come for follow-up visits regularly, such as once a week.
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Ava called to inquire about Cathy's condition. Cathy was recovering well and her fever had gone down. Her voice became breathy, she sounded energetic, and she expressed her gratitude for Ava's concern.
In addition, Cathy also attaches great importance to her health and said she would come for a physical examination in a few days and made an appointment.
In fact, Iris Clinic currently does not have many customers and does not need to make an appointment in advance, but Cathy still went through the process.
Speaking of "clients", people who come to Iris Clinic want to be called clients or customers, not "patients" or "patients"! They don’t want to be looked at differently!
In other words, they don’t want others to think they are sick!
When Zhou Qiao heard Elena talking about this, he was still a little funny, thinking that it turns out that Americans also pay attention to "lucks"!
Is this a taboo disease but not a medical treatment?
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It was around nine o'clock in the evening, the moon was dark and the wind was high. The whistling sea breeze not only carried a faint salty smell, but also a faint smell of gunpowder.
There are "firecrackers" everywhere in the distance and near.
This night seemed particularly intense and lasting!
Zhou Qiao hugged Elena and accumulated medical insights amidst the "firecrackers". Zhou Qiaoxin said that it’s no wonder that when foreigners go to China for the first time, they crawl under the bed during the Spring Festival.
Zhou Qiao and Elena are also particularly durable.
Two o'clock in the morning.
When the two of them came out of the bathroom and were about to sneak back to their rooms, the sound of running on the street downstairs grew closer and closer.
Suddenly, two gunshots rang out, "bang bang", and Zhou Qiao's heart skipped a beat. Then he heard that it seemed that the door of the clinic had been kicked open!
The other party used a gun to break the lock and broke into the door!
Zhou Qiao and Elena looked at each other and almost stopped breathing.
"Hurry back to your room and hide." Zhou Qiao said quietly and hastily.
Elena grabbed Zhou Qiao's arm tightly: "I won't leave, I'm afraid, I want to be with you!"
"Don't make trouble. It's safer to hide separately! Remember to call the police!"
Seeing the footsteps coming upstairs, Zhou Qiao glared at Elena fiercely and pushed her toward her room!
"Qiao..."
Zhou Qiao had already ran back to the room.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the speed was very fast. Elena had no choice but to hide in a utility room next to her like a kitten.
Zhou Qiao returned to the room and found the M1911 pistol from the bedside table. As soon as he took it in his hand and loaded it, a hard object was pressed against the back of his head! He originally wanted to take a gun to defend himself and call the police after he felt safe, but it was too late.
"You are the doctor here, right? Throw away your little toy, and quickly go downstairs to save people!" A cold and deep man's voice sounded behind him.
Zhou Qiao had no choice but to put down his pistol, raise his hands, and turn around slowly.
Only then did I see a strong black man who was about 1.9 meters tall, as tall as an iron tower, fully armed, wearing a body armor, with magazines, grenades, and daggers on his waist. He was holding a huge assault rifle with a black barrel in his hand. It was pressing against the back of his head before, but this time, it was pressing against his forehead!
Zhou Qiao swallowed hard, his voice hoarse: "I am..."
Before he finished speaking, the other party grabbed him like an eagle catching a chicken, picked him up and ran downstairs quickly.
Although Zhou Qiao is weak, he still weighs 70 kilograms. The opponent is holding a gun in one hand and him in the other, as if he is nothing!
Soon, we arrived at the clinic on the first floor.
Zhou Qiao saw that a woman had been placed on the examination bed, and her injuries were shocking!
She has black hair and brown eyes, and her facial features are well-defined and very delicate. Her eyes are determined. She is not black, but a bit like an Italian. She is gritting her teeth to endure the pain. Her hair was disheveled, her face was covered in blood, and her forehead had multiple scratches.
Her figure is very slender and strong, with wheat-colored skin, undulating curves, and concave and convex. Even wearing a bulletproof vest cannot hide her proud figure. Even if she is injured and lying down, she does not look weak, like a wounded lioness. , a bit like King Kong Barbie!
His right hand, the root of his left thigh, the calf of his left calf, and the calf of his right calf are all bright red.
Especially on the right hand, even though it was temporarily wrapped with a thick bandage, there were still big drops of blood dripping out.
A muscular black girl with curly hair and thick lips, also wearing a body armor, was guarding her with a submachine gun. Seeing the strong black man carrying someone down, he quickly got out of the way.
The strong black man shouted: "Hurry up and get treatment! If it doesn't work, it will kill you!"
The door to the clinic has long since been re-closed.
At this moment, there were still gunfire in the distant streets, but the gunfire gradually faded away, leaving only the sound of Zhou Qiao's heavy breathing in the clinic and the sound of blood dripping from the black-haired, brown-eyed woman on the examination bed.
