Facing the various porridges that were put on the table one after another, Mirabell frowned at first. As an anorexic patient, she instinctively felt disgusted with these foods.
But her growling stomach and obvious feeling of hunger made her instinctively look towards these foods. Her body seemed to be constantly sending signals for her to eat these foods because her body needed these energy.
"Prepare some more bowls and chopsticks, then put a bowl of porridge in front of her, and prepare a trash can and mouthwash." Baizhu ordered the waiter next to him.
The waiter quickly opened the cabinet next to it. Each VIP box had its own separate cabinet to place the tableware. Even the cleaning of the tableware was separated from other areas.
"Don't eat it in a hurry. Put it in front of your nose and smell it to feel the aroma of the porridge. If you don't like it very much, just go to the next one without putting it in your mouth.
Remember to be careful when smelling, and remember clearly the intensity of your body's rejection. I have stimulated your spleen and stomach, and you are very hungry at this time. As long as you don't feel particularly strongly rejected, you can take a small spoonful and put it into your mouth to taste it. Remember You have to taste it, not swallow it. You can only swallow it if you don't feel so nauseous when you taste it.
Otherwise, if you swallow it and then spit it out due to nausea, it will cause greater irritation to the stomach and the meal-testing time will be greatly shortened.
In short, try to let go of your body and mind, don't think about anything else, and let your hungry body choose food instinctively. As long as you feel disgusted and want to vomit when it's not delicious, try to eat a little. "
Baizhu, who had a slight chill on his forehead, did not return to the seat next to him and sit down. Instead, he stood next to Mirabelle with a silver needle in his hand, paying attention to his instructions.
And while giving instructions, he looked towards his assistant, who was listening to the translation by Mirabell's assistant. Don't think that Bai Shu's assistant is just a handyman. This is also a top student who is proficient in three languages. Especially in the translation of Chinese medical terminology, he is better than the top professional students who graduated from the Advanced Translation Institute.
However, Baizhu's instructions at this time were all in vernacular, with no professional terms, so she only had to listen to the translation and not make mistakes in the translation, and there was no need for her to translate it herself.
After all, facing the patient receiving treatment on the first day, for an outsider like her, the patient naturally believed more in the translator he brought.
"If you understand clearly, let's start." After Mirabelle's translator finished translating the words, Baizhu waited for about ten seconds for Mirabelle to digest the information, and then said, the time for the meal trial is limited, so don't waste it. Just try not to waste it.
When the meal tasting began, the waiter served a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Mirabelle. Mirabelle sniffed it first, and if she didn't dislike it, she took a spoonful and started eating.
But it’s not too annoying when I smell it, because I’m hungry and I even want to eat it, but before I put it in my mouth and chew it twice, I feel nauseous and want to vomit. This is just because I’ve just eaten a little taste of the porridge and haven’t gone away. Swallow it.
Seeing Mirabell suddenly frowning and looking ugly, Baizhu directly pressed an acupuncture point on her back and pressed it suddenly. Mirabell's stomach, which was about to roll over and vomit, was suppressed directly.
"Rinse your mouth, next one!" Bai Zhu said.
The waiter quickly opened a casserole of porridge, filled a bowl and placed it in front of Mirabelle.
Mirabelle spit out the porridge in her mouth first, then rinsed her mouth and continued to smell the newly served porridge, frowning and shaking her head.
"Next!"
"Next!"
"Next!"
"You can only eat one spoonful, not more. You are trying a meal now, not eating. You must try out more dishes in the shortest possible time. You will not feel hungry when you are full, and your desire for food will be greatly reduced. Even without the urge of hunger in your body, you have no desire to eat and cannot try meals.”
There was no response after eight kinds of porridge in a row. When she tried the ninth kind, Mirabell actually ate a spoonful. Although her stomach was churning, she didn't use Atractylodes to press the acupuncture points. She endured it without vomiting it out.
Food suddenly appeared in the stomach that had been without food for a long time. In addition, the silver needle had not been removed and was still stimulating the spleen and stomach. This made Mirabelle feel even more hungry. She subconsciously wanted to continue eating, but she couldn't. Was directly stopped by Bai Zhu.
"Next!" Bai Zhu said.
The waiter quickly placed the tea for mouthwash in front of Mirabelle, and then took away the porridge bowl in front of Mirabelle. But the strength that emerged from Mirabelle's thin body didn't know where it was at this moment, and the waiter grabbed the bowl and didn't take it away.
Obviously this is an extremely hungry person's instinctive food-protecting reaction when seeing food.
"Next!" Bai Zhu emphasized again when he saw Mira Belle's reaction.
But Mirabelle still didn't let go of the bowl in her hand. She hadn't eaten for a long time. Although her stomach was tumbling slightly at this time, waves of nausea still rose in her chest.
But her body's thirst for food made her protect the bowl in her hand and not want to let go. Because compared to the food that made her want to vomit when she saw it, the food in front of her just made her want to vomit, but she could bear to eat it. This was not food, it was her life.
Therefore, Bai Shu's emphasis still did not make her let go, and Bai Shu, who was next to her, reached out without opening her mouth and snatched the bowl directly from Mirabelle's hand.
The eyes of Mira Belle's bodyguards standing behind them twitched when they saw this inhumane scene, as if they were going to tear Baishu into pieces at the slightest sign from their employer.
Mirabell stretched out her hand to grab it but failed. At the same time, she heard Bai Zhu's cold and ruthless voice, "gargle next, you don't have enough time to try the food, hurry up!"
Although his words were harsh and seemed heartless, after seeing that Mirabell could really eat a little pumpkin porridge, Baizhu was actually relieved.
Just like what she said when she was diagnosed, as long as Mirabelle can eat without vomiting, her condition will be basically half cured.
Of course, it was a bit exaggerated to say that it was half done at this time. After all, Mirabell was able to eat without vomiting out at this time, and most of the credit was due to the stimulation of the silver needle.
After removing the silver needle, the vomiting that could be suppressed at this time will suddenly become unable to be suppressed and all vomited out. But finding food that can be eaten with the help of silver needles is also a great success. At least the treatment has taken a good step.
Mirabell turned her head like a hungry wolf that had been robbed of food, and looked at Baizhu fiercely.
"Next one, hurry up!" Bai Zhu said expressionlessly and once again emphasized that he would not flinch when looking at Mirabelle.
The two locked eyes for a moment. Mirabell took a deep breath, turned her head, started gargling, and continued to taste the food!
With the beginning, the success rate of the next meal trial began to increase, but Baizhu's face did not look too happy. Because the latter success rates seem to be high, but they are actually not optimistic.
Because at this time, Mirabelle's stomach and hunger were maxed out by the spoonful of porridge just now, and coupled with the stimulation of tasting the sweetness, some foods that seemed to be able to barely suppress the reaction at this time may not necessarily be the same when eaten later. Can.
Therefore, Baizhu can only let Mira Belle try as many as possible within a limited time, allowing her body to instinctively choose more foods, so that even if 90% of the food fails later, the remaining 10% will still have more choices.
Mirabelle's body needs a full range of nutrients. If the food variety is very single, the difficulty in subsequent treatment will still be great.
Therefore, for every additional food at this time, the subsequent treatment difficulty will be reduced by one point. That's why Bai Zhu was so ruthless and asked Mirabelle to try more food.
(End of chapter)
