Chapter 872: Is the kitchen **** still a medicine king?

"You... how do you know!"
Originally, I felt that Aegham, who had some big problems with McGonagall, looked at Meg, and his eyes were full of incredible colors.
What McGon said is true. These symptoms have been on him for some years. At first he was not the same thing, but the symptoms have become more and more obvious and uncomfortable recently. Sometimes they will be awakened in the middle of the night. Unwilling to ask the doctor, even the royal doctor in the palace has seen it for him.
The problem is in the stomach, the magic of the treatment of the magician relieves a lot of symptoms, but each doctor said the same request to reduce the amount of food intake, the long-term nursed back to the porridge, with the treatment of the magician.
This treatment is no different to torture for him, and he was naturally rejected by him.
Even if you can't enjoy the food, it's better to kill him!
When he was uncomfortable, he asked the magician to add a painful buff to him, and then he rushed to the next gourmet restaurant. He was still alive and comfortable, but he was seen by McGonagall.
"Can the wheat boss still see a doctor?" The guests saw Abraham's expression, and it was difficult to look at Meg, and he wondered how he saw it.
McGonagall looked at Abraham calmly: "Because I know more about the real thing, I have some understanding of the problems caused by eating. The symptoms of the Duke of Abraham are quite obvious. If they are not controlled and treated, in the short term. It may happen, and the worst result is death. The food I have made is to give everyone a good enjoyment. If someone is hurt because of it, this is something I don't want to see."
Because of the superiority of the ingredients, every dish in the restaurant now has a good effect on the human body, and even has the effect of a magical medicine.
However, even if it is a long-lived medicinal herb, it will die if it is eaten at one time, let alone a serious gastrointestinal patient.
The stomach after a long-term gastric ulcer is already very fragile. Once you eat too much, it is very likely to cause serious injuries such as stomach bleeding and stomach perforation.
There is one dish for all the dishes on the menu, which is the amount of meals for four or five normal people.
I don't kill Boren Bourne but die because of me. Meg can't sit and watch this happen, so I have to stop it, even if it doesn't match his character.
"So serious?" Abraham looked at Meg's serious expression and was slightly guilty. The doctors had emphasized the seriousness of the problem with him before, but he never thought about it. He only thought that eating food was How to enjoy things, how can someone get sick because of eating food?
But now it’s McGonagall, a chef who created a delicious food, and the taste suddenly changed.
He respects every chef who can make delicious food and does not care about their status.
Because only a deep enough understanding of food and ingredients can make delicious food, this ability is not available to ordinary people.
At the time of the onset of the stomach, the burning sensation and pain are becoming more and more obvious. Even if the magic is treated, they cannot be completely suppressed.
But he never thought that this problem was caused by eating food, and it would continue to be serious because of eating, and the mood was naturally somewhat awkward.
Only once, he has not lived enough.
What's more, when I discovered such a treasure house, in addition to spicy grilled fish, black pepper steak, and yellow chicken rice, the tempting food on the menu, he was willing to die like this.
"Yes, presumably the doctor has given more professional and pertinent advice. For health, I hope that you can raise your stomach first and then enjoy the food better." Meg smiled and nodded, but fortunately Abraham did not imagine So stubborn.
"That... okay." Abraham reopened the menu and looked at it for a while: "I want a fried rice, a sweet tofu brain, and a yellow chicken rice."
"Okay, please wait." McGonagall nodded slightly and turned to walk towards the kitchen. Although this amount was a little more than the average person, it was a lot less for Abraham. It was a good start. And these are all very gentle objects, and have certain benefits for the body.
"Is the Mai boss too god? Even the illness can be seen!"
"Cook + doctor = Mai boss? This... a little bit powerful."
"I want to let the owner of the wheat show it to me. I always feel that my head is tight, like being caught by something."
"Grandpa, you don't have to worry about the boss, you loosen the headband attached to your head a little, and the symptoms will be relieved immediately."
"It’s so handsome to wear a chef’s suit to see a doctor... It’s my favorite wheat boss!

"Hey, hello, this little brother, you calm down, Mai boss is also a man!!!"
"What's the relationship between men? You see that those women don't have one, too? Maybe... Mai boss likes men... Oh, the owner of the Mimi restaurant, I am arguing!"
The guests are also whispered because of this episode. After all, no one is sick, but most of them are too lazy to see a doctor, and the general doctor can’t do the same thing like McGonagall. For a time, I was looking forward to letting McGonagall look at the physical problems.
"Does he still see a doctor?" Felice looked at Meg in amazement. The elf practiced natural magic. It has a good talent for treating magic, but even a very powerful treatment magician in the family does not do it. Just look at it and find the patient's lesion.
"The boss is really amazing!" Yabei Mia looked at McGonagall's eyes full of worship.
"System, do you want to open a medical hall part-time? This is a more profitable industry than selling vegetables. You are responsible for getting me the medicine." McGonagall listened to the conversations of the guests, with a few smiles. Said in my heart.
"The host, as a candidate for a kitchen god, cooking has not yet become a big success, how can you put the cart before the horse and think about this kind of thing? And, a really powerful kitchen god, there is no need to sell medicine, and the dish he made is A good dose of medicine, to bring a healthy body to the guests." The system has some arrogant sounds.
"Dish is medicine? Is it the kitchen or the medicine king?" McGonagall raised his eyebrows and then added a picture to his brain:
Guest: "Mr. Mai, what should I do if I am sick?"
"You have no problem with this disease. You order a spicy grilled fish, a Yangzhou fried rice, and take it all together.
......
Enmmm
The picture is too real, so Meg feels a little uncomfortable.