Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

Rich fruit covered the surface of the ice cream cake, hot water hot cake knife, easily cut the cake into good pieces, and then put into a small plate, passed to the hands of the people.

Share delicious food, let the atmosphere in the shop become active again gradually.

Little Kyle also has a smile on his face. Since he was ill, his father would not let him eat ice cream. No matter snow or ice cream, they are all his favorite things. Now they all have them. This feeling is so happy.

After eating the ice cream cake, little Kyle's spirit is much better. He and Amy, anna go to one side to make a snowman, have a snowball fight and have a good time.

Looking at the smiling Kyle, Curtis made a deep bow to McGonagall with red eyes and said, "thank you. Thank you very much."

"Don't mention it, Mr. Curtis. We just did what we could." McGonagall shook his head. For such a father who has been working hard for his children, he can experience the hardship and pain.

Mia hesitated and said, "Mr. Curtis, what are you going to do next?"

Curtis said with some dismay: "the doctor said, there's no way. Tomorrow I'm going to take him away from the chaotic city to return to the orcs and let him see his grandfather."

At this time, Xixi stood up, looked at Kosti and said, "I'm a magician in the treatment department. Although I can't guarantee that I can cure the child's illness, if you don't mind, maybe you can let me check the child's condition."

Costy's eyes burst out a ray of hope, even busy way: "thank you."

Xixi walks to the children who are playing. Instead of checking Kyle directly, Xixi plays with the children, and then calls out the world tree in the name of playing games. The green light covers his body.

"How can this be..." a trace of intolerance appeared on Xixi's face, urging the world tree to inject green light into Kyle's body. A withered yellow leaf fell from the top of the tree, and Kyle's pale face had a trace of blood color again.

"Kyle, he..." Curtis looked at Xi Xi coming back, nervous.

Other people look forward to it.

Xixi shook his head with some apology. "The child's condition is very serious. His physical function is close to withering, and the process continues. It's totally irreversible and uncontrollable. All I can do is to supplement his physical function. It can delay his illness in a short time, but it can only last about ten days at most."

"Ten days..." Curtis was a little disappointed, but he wanted to bow to Xixi and said gratefully, "thank you."

They also sighed silently in their hearts. Xixi's words are equivalent to giving Kyle a death notice. Ten days will be his deadline in this world.

"System, can you check Kyle's body with the psychic gate to see what's wrong with him? Is there any possibility of treatment? " McGonagall asked in his heart, the feeling that he could do nothing but watch was really uncomfortable.

"If the host needs to open the psychic door in another place, it needs to pay a migration fee." The system replied.

"99 coppers, no more."

"Ah, Hello! Such a complicated matter, host, you don't even give me 100 yuan! Is that too much? " The system said angrily.

"Then 100 coppers."

"Deal!" The system said decisively.

"Scan on!"

"Kyle, ORC, male, with acute leukemia, is in advanced stage."

McGonagall looked at the information in his mind and felt a little heavy. In the late stage of acute leukemia, he was sentenced to death, which was no different from the judgment before Xixi.

"System, don't you claim to be omnipotent? Even the earth has developed targeted therapy. You should have no problem in developing some effective drugs for leukemia, right Meg said with some provocation.

"This system stands on the shoulder of human civilization. It's not a problem to develop some high-efficiency drugs, but it's a different world. Can't such a simple problem be solved when the host is preselected as a kitchen god? Isn't that a single dish? " System trace.

"Well?" McGonagall, what's in the system? Is there a magic medicine that can treat leukemia in his cooking?

"Host, the ingredients of the restaurant are planted and stocked in this system in the places where heaven and earth gather. If you put it in the immortal world, it's the legendary treasure of genius. If you throw a radish out, you can let those who cultivate immortals break their heads. Among other things, the flaming pig on Huolong Island feeds on the iron ore in the volcanic rocks of Huolong island. It is rich in iron and absorbs the explosive properties of volcanic rocks. It is a natural specific drug for leukemia. "

"Although I'm usually very low-key, as a qualified chef, you should understand the most basic common sense. Otherwise, how can you give the guests medicine... Food?"

There is a strong sense of superiority in the sound of the system.

McGonagall doesn't want to worry about the system, because it can develop a pig into a special medicine. It's really... Awesome!

"System, Kyle's leukemia is in advanced stage. After eating the braised pork made of flame pig, are you sure his body can still recover?" McGonagall said nervously.

"Three meals a day, 500 grams of braised meat, with white rice to eat together, seven days for a course of treatment, seven courses can be cured." The system replied.

"This is forcing me to become a new generation of medicine King..." McGonagall thought, but the system is undoubtedly a huge good news.

McGonagall looked at Curtis with a sad face and said, "Mr. Curtis, I'm McGonagall, the owner of the Maimi restaurant and the ice cream shop. I've seen little Kyle's illness before, and there's an ancient prescription. If you believe me, maybe you can try it."

"You mean it?" Curtis is full of surprise at McGonagall. In the past few months, he and Kyle don't know how many famous doctors he has found, but there are also several famous doctors who have seen this disease, but all the people who have this disease have died, and the doctors can't do anything about it.

"I've seen people cure this disease by this." McGonagall nodded. At this time, he had to convince himself first, or he would be embarrassed to say that he could cure leukemia with a bowl of braised pork.

"Ask Mr. McGonagall to save Kyle. I'm willing to give everything. I just want him to survive." Curtis flopped down in front of MEG.

"Mr. Curtis, get up first. You don't have to." McGonagall quickly pulled Curtis up, then looked at him and said, "if you want to cure little Kyle's disease, from tomorrow on, you can take him to the Maimi restaurant and order him a stewed pork with white rice, three meals a day. If it lasts for 7749 days, he will be cured."