"Let's get something to eat?" After Doctor Zhou came out of the ICU, he felt refreshed, and the tiredness from the past few days seemed to have been swept away.
Ling Ran was really refreshed, and he drank an Energy Serum.
Ling Ran touched his stomach and asked, "Should we ask the Shao family's restaurant to send a takeaway?"
"No. Every time I eat at the Shao family's restaurant, I feel like I'm preparing for work." Doctor Zhou shook his head and said, "Let's make some porridge, ask Lu Wenbin to make some pork trotters, add some spare ribs, cut some pork knuckles, braised meat, and some vegetables. I think it'll be quite delicious."
Ling Ran agreed. He took out his phone and asked, "Do you want plain porridge or something else?"
Doctor Zhou saw him open Meituan and quickly stopped him. He said, "Don't do that. It's just some porridge. Why are you ordering takeaway? Let's cook some ourselves."
"You cook porridge?" Ling Ran looked at Doctor Zhou suspiciously. In Ling Ran's impression, Doctor Zhou was not a person who took the initiative to do things.
Doctor Zhou showed a smart smile and said, "How about this? Your group has a WeChat group, right? Ask them if anyone wants to eat the food we mentioned just now. If they want to eat it, sign up."
Ling Ran decided to give Doctor Zhou a certain amount of trust when it came to slacking off.
Hence, Ling Ran roughly repeated Doctor Zhou's words in the Ling Treatment Group.
In less than half a minute, Zuo Cidian's voice appeared in the WeChat group. "Doctor Ling, Doctor Lu and Doctor Yu are debriding a patient. All three of us signed up. I'll cook porridge. Doctor Lu and the others have a big rice cooker. What kind of porridge do you want to eat? "
"Ask him if he knows how to make shenggun porridge." Doctor Zhou licked his lips and said, "He's a married man in his forties. He should have cooked for his wife for some years. I wonder how good his cooking skills are …"
Ling Ran typed 'shenggun porridge' in the WeChat group and said to Doctor Zhou, "As far as I know, Doctor Zuo doesn't like people talking about his marriage."
Doctor Zhou saw that Ling Ran's expression was as serious as if he was performing debridement, so he nodded and said, "Alright, if Doctor Zuo knows how to make porridge, I won't talk about his marriage. Take a look at the group chat and ask him what kind of porridge he's going to make. I think it'll be fish slices … I reckon that some people won't be used to eating pork liver. Beef is fine too …"
Hence, Ling Ran opened the WeChat group in front of Doctor Zhou. He saw that Zuo Cidian's reply had just appeared in the group, and the large words were very eye-catching. [Then, let's go with raw congee. How about raw beef congee? I've been married for so many years, and the beef porridge is the best I've ever cooked. I feel that if I do better, my wife won't be willing to leave. "
Doctor Zhou looked at Ling Ran and laughed. "Looks like you're not the only one who misjudged Old Zuo's views on marriage. Old Zuo himself misjudged it as well."
…
The small cafeteria of the Emergency Medical Center had always been for medical staff to use as they pleased.
Sometimes, doctors from other departments who hated the cafeteria would also come to the Emergency Department to get free food. Of course, most of them were junior resident doctors and attending physicians who often came to the Emergency Department for consultation. Those who were slightly older usually had meals at home, and those who were slightly higher in rank usually had meals outside.
Zuo Cidian hummed a tune as he cooked raw beef congee.
The quality of the beef was surprisingly good. The seasoning and oil were from the kitchen, and they could be used immediately.
Because of this, Zuo Cidian even recalled the happiness he had when he was young. At that time, he was still a happy single young man, and he cooked raw beef congee alone in the town hospital's kitchen. At that time, the meat used for the raw beef congee was sent by the patients' family members, the rice was sent by the patients' family members, and the seasoning was also sent by the patients' family members …
"I have to say, it was still more comfortable when we were young." Zuo Cidian sniffed the smell of the congee and smiled at the young doctor whose name he could not quite remember. He said, "We were poor at that time, but the welfare was good. During the first five years I was a doctor, I never spent my own money on food."
The ordinary-looking doctor looked at Zuo Cidian with a scrutinizing gaze. "I heard that at that time, everyone ate from the same big pot, right?"
Zuo Cidian stared at him for a few seconds and asked, "How old do you think I am?"
The ordinary-looking young resident doctor looked at Zuo Cidian timidly and said tentatively, "Fifty-eight years old?"
"You …" Zuo Cidian was furious. "How did you know that I'm fifty-eight years old?"
"Crow's feet … eye bags … wrinkles … forehead wrinkles, neck wrinkles, lip wrinkles, glabella wrinkles, lacrimal grooves, mouth wrinkles, puppet wrinkles, eyebrow wrinkles …" The ordinary-looking young resident doctor spoke faster, and his tone gradually became cheerful.
Zuo Cidian's expression slowly became serious. "Today's raw beef congee is only for our treatment group. You're not included. I'll say this in advance so that you won't overthink it."
As he spoke, Zuo Cidian put shredded ginger into the pot, turned it to medium heat, and put the marinated beef into the congee.
The white porridge continued to churn under the push of the fire.
The beef tenderloin quickly turned dark red, and it began to churn along with the white congee.
It looked like Coca-Cola gushing out of a fountain, tripe floating out of a hotpot, and Zidane jumping out of a national football team. It was so dazzling that it was hard to refuse!
"I …" The ordinary-looking young resident doctor immediately regretted it. He wanted to say something ordinary to ease the awkward atmosphere.
At this time, a pharmaceutical sales representative popped his head in and asked, "Are you Doctor Zuo from Ling Treatment Group?"
"That's me." Zuo Cidian also popped his head out.
"I'm here to send something over." The pharmaceutical sales representative smiled. "I'm from Yunli Medical Company."
Zuo Cidian showed a look of realization and winked at the young resident doctor. "Now it's a little like how we used to be."
Zuo Cidian turned and asked the pharmaceutical sales representative, "What do you have?"
"Some organic vegetables. Our director asked someone to grow them in the suburbs." The pharmaceutical sales representative paused for a moment and said, "There are also various drinks and some cold food …"
The resident doctor pursed his lips. "Eating raw beef congee with cold food isn't something serious … What the heck! King crab? "
"Crab legs and cold food," the pharmaceutical sales representative said, "Yunli Medical Company is treating."
It was a tradition for pharmaceutical sales companies to treat young doctors to a good meal.
Most of the time, the department director and the head nurse gathered most of the power in the department. They could decide what drugs to use, what consumables to use, and what instruments to use. If there was anyone other than the department director who had a little bit of power, it would be the head nurse.
The treatment group leaders could only get a relatively limited share of the benefits.
As for the young doctors, aside from the fixed share, if there was any, the biggest benefit was that they could receive all kinds of hospitality from the pharmaceutical sales company.
However, for the doctors in the Emergency Department, it was rare to receive hospitality at the level of king crab.
The young resident doctor sat down without hesitation and said, "Just in time. I don't feel like eating raw beef congee today."
Two hours later, the medical staff of the Emergency Department, whose mouths were full of crab flavor, blended into the bustling emergency room again.
Even Ling Ran was also very fond of Yunli Medical Company. He commented, "The crab is very fresh."
"It's fresh … but it's just that I ate a little too much." Doctor Zhou patted his stomach. "If I eat a little more, I can report to the General Surgery Department. Hmm … Do you want to sleep for a while?"
"No need."
"I'm a little sleepy. Alright, then let's do some minor emergency treatment first? " Doctor Zhou said with a smile. Of course, even if he was not sleepy, tired, and did not eat crab legs, he would still want to do minor emergency treatment.
Ling Ran patted his stomach and followed Doctor Zhou into the treatment room without any objection.
The construction accident had sent a large number of emergency patients with serious diseases, but the emergency patients who were sent to Yun Hua Hospital on a daily basis did not know about it.
This was especially so for the patients who arrived on their own. At this time, the waiting time had increased greatly.
"Let's form a team." Doctor Zhou did not wait for Ling Ran's consent and gestured to the nurse to bring someone over.
Ling Ran waited, feeling indifferent. He needed an assistant anyway. If Doctor Zhou was willing to be an assistant, he would be very useful.
After a while, the patient's family pushed the wheelchair to Ling Ran and Doctor Zhou.
"Doctor, look at my wife's hand," the family said nervously and looked at his wife who was in the wheelchair with care.
"It's fractured." Doctor Zhou glanced at it and asked, "Your hand is broken? How did it break? "
The wife in the wheelchair turned to look at her husband and said, "You tell him."
The husband lowered his head in embarrassment. "When I was sleeping last night, I pressed down on my wife's arm."
Doctor Zhou did not hear it clearly. "Hmm?"
"A crisp sound," the husband described. Then, he pushed the wheelchair forward and said in a low voice, "Doctor, please connect it well. Do I need to use a cast?"
Doctor Zhou was stunned when he heard that. He looked at the patient's arm and said, "I think so. Is she allergic to the cast?"
The wife endured the pain and shook her head.
The husband said softly, "She's not allergic to the cast. I'm just afraid that the cast will hurt too much."
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