I Get A Random New Occupation Every Week-Chapter 2546 - 2547: Almost There

"Half a year ago, I prescribed him the medication in this way, but it didn’t work," Liu Li said regretfully.

"Did he visit any other departments?"

"He started at the neurology department but didn’t find anything. Later, he came to me thinking it might be a gynecological issue, but nothing turned up either."

Li Dongsheng and the others all turned their gaze toward Lin Yi.

The patient’s problem was precisely this: while there were no issues with the organs, he just felt unwell.

And at only forty-something years old, menopause was unlikely, ruling out the possibility of estrogen imbalance.

"Principal Lin, do you have any thoughts?"

"I’d like to understand the situation a bit more first."

Lin Yi walked over to the middle-aged couple. "Do you have children?"

The middle-aged man nodded. "He’s fifteen, in the eighth grade."

"Just one child at home?"

The middle-aged man gave an awkward smile. "With our financial situation, there’s no way we could afford a second."

"Did you get a contraceptive device inserted?"

"Yes." The woman nodded without embarrassment. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

"Where did you get it done?"

"At our county hospital. It was done well; I haven’t felt any discomfort all these years."

Lin Yi nodded and then turned to Liu Li.

"Send him to the allergology department to check. There’s a possibility of heavy metal allergy."

"Huh? Heavy metal allergy?"

"Yes, it’s the only possibility I can think of. Send him to be checked first. If no cause is found, call me."

"Alright."

After briefly giving instructions, Lin Yi left.

Li Dongsheng and the others were puzzled by Lin Yi’s arrangements.

"Sister Liu, do you think that’s possible?"

"Given the current situation, we can only treat a dead horse as if it were alive," Liu Li said.

...

Outside, the sunlight was beautiful. The temperature wasn’t as high as expected, but a bright day always lifts the mood.

Walking out of the hospital, Lin Yi found a relatively large restaurant and headed straight inside.

"Hello, sir. How many people are dining with you?" The smiling hostess greeted him at the door.

"I actually have a request. Could you help me call your manager?"

"Sure, one moment."

The hostess used her walkie-talkie to summon the manager.

Soon, a woman in her thirties appeared. A glint of admiration flashed in her eyes when she saw Lin Yi.

"Manager Zhang, this gentleman asked to see you."

The female manager extended her hand. "Hello, I’m Zhang Xiaoxia. What can I do for you?"

"Here’s the thing—I want to cook something for my wife. I was hoping to borrow your kitchen, and of course, I’ll pay for the costs."

"Borrow our kitchen?"

"Yes, just to make a few dishes. It won’t take long. Name a price; I’ll make sure it’s worth your while."

Zhang Xiaoxia looked conflicted. "Recently, our restaurant changed head chefs, and both the menu and flavor have improved significantly. You can just order any dish; it’ll definitely taste better than any home-cooked meal. There’s no need to go out of your way."

"The problem is, my wife wants to eat something I cooked. She just gave birth, and I need to take care of her emotions. Don’t you agree?"

"I understand your reasoning, but the issue is, we’ve never allowed something like this before. The kitchen is off-limits to outsiders."

"Two thousand—how about that?"

"It’s not about money. Rules are rules, and we can’t break them."

"Five thousand."

"Sir, please don’t throw money at us. This is a proper establishment, and we absolutely won’t—"

"Ten thousand."

"Right this way, sir."

Under the influence of money superpowers, Manager Zhang quickly caved and led Lin Yi to the kitchen.

The kitchen was cleaner than Lin Yi had imagined, a testament to the diligence of the market inspection authorities.

If not for their frequent surprise inspections, hygiene wouldn’t be this good.

When Zhang Xiaoxia led Lin Yi, an outsider, into the kitchen, a man in his fifties walked up.

"Why are you bringing an outsider in here?"

Chefs are territorial and hate it when someone enters their kitchen without permission.

"This gentleman just wants to make a few dishes and borrow the kitchen for a bit."

At her words, the chef’s expression darkened, and he was about to lose his temper when Zhang Xiaoxia leaned in and whispered a few words in his ear. His expression quickly softened.

Money makes everything negotiable.

"Let me introduce you—this is our head chef, Sun Changyuan. If you need anything, just communicate with him."

"Sorry to trouble you," Lin Yi said politely.

"You’re too kind."

Having settled the kitchen arrangement, Zhang Xiaoxia left.

"So, brother, I hear your wife just gave birth, and you want to make a few dishes for her?"

Lin Yi smiled and nodded in response.

"You’d be surprised how common this is. Plenty of people come here and order postpartum recovery meals. I know what to make and how to make it, and I guarantee it’ll taste better than if you made it. Save yourself the trouble—just tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll handle it perfectly."

It was clear that Sun Changyuan was territorial. While he had reluctantly agreed due to the money, he still wasn’t thrilled about someone using his space.

"The thing is, my wife wants my cooking. If someone else does it, the taste is different. If that weren’t the case, I wouldn’t go to all this trouble."

"Fair enough," Sun Changyuan said.

"But I can only let you use it for thirty minutes. It’s almost time for the dinner rush, and we’ll be busy. You can’t stay too long."

"Understood." Lin Yi glanced around. "Do you have cabbage and old broth here?"

"What dish are you making?" Sun Changyuan asked.

"Boiled Water Cabbage and some lean pork rice porridge."

"What?"

Sun Changyuan and the others were stunned.

"Did you just say Boiled Water Cabbage? The national banquet dish?"

"Yes, that one. As long as there’s freshly made broth, it shouldn’t be a problem."

"Brother, do you realize that Boiled Water Cabbage is a national banquet dish? It’s not something you can just whip up casually," Sun Changyuan said.

"If anything goes wrong, the taste will be completely off. Don’t think you can do it just because you watched a few short videos."

"I wouldn’t dare. I know my limitations."

Shaking his head, Sun Changyuan said, "Alright, if you want to try, go ahead. But you only have thirty minutes. If you fail, there won’t be a second chance."

"Got it."

Acknowledging this, Lin Yi didn’t waste any more time and began cooking.

In the meantime, Lin Yi also ordered a few hot dishes to bring back for others to enjoy.

Picking up a knife, he sliced some lean pork in preparation for the porridge.

There wasn’t much to say about this; as Sun Changyuan put it, anyone with hands could do it.

After putting the porridge on to cook, Lin Yi started preparing the Boiled Water Cabbage.

He first ladled out a bowl of the old broth and tasted it carefully.

"No need to taste that. I just made it fresh," Sun Changyuan said.

"The flavor is a bit flat, lacking complexity. It needs more adjustment," Lin Yi commented.