* Beep, beep, beep. *
The golden helicopter landed on the roof of the inpatient building with strong winds. After the person got off, it swung its tail and left like a well-behaved golden retriever.
Two officers from the Medical Affairs Department welcomed them with smiles on their faces. They took the initiative to serve Tian Qi after they received the call. The phone call was just to prevent the medical helicopters from bumping into each other.
However, how could that be possible?
In a place like Yun Hua, helicopters might not come twice a month. It was difficult for the helipad on the roof of the inpatient building to be used even once.
"Miss Tian, do you want to do a physical examination?" The officer from the Medical Affairs Department knew that Tian Qi was just passing by, but he felt that this was a rare opportunity, so he tried to make her stay.
When other units made people stay, they would treat them to meals, but in the hospital, they could only make people stay for physical examinations. If the project was more advanced and complicated, the person would have to run away.
Even so, Tian Qi still looked at the Medical Affairs Department's officer with a sympathetic gaze. 'He's so good at administrative work, and he looks so ordinary …' Tian Qi then said in a polite tone, "I don't need it. You doctors are all so busy. Go back and read your books."
"No need, we don't have that much pressure when it comes to getting our professional titles." The young officer smiled and straightened his face.
Tian Qi gave him an understanding smile and continued to move forward.
The young officer chased after her with small steps, but he was stopped by Tian Qi's subordinates.
"Miss Tian said that you should go back and read." The middle-aged female butler was dressed in a smart Chanel, and she had an imposing manner.
The two young officers from the Medical Affairs Department hesitated for a moment, and they were overtaken by the large group of people.
They pushed small trolleys, wore uniforms and suits, looked serious, and looked like they were not to be trifled with.
It only took Ling Ran a few minutes to get from the VIP patient building to the surgical floor of the inpatient building.
The surgical floor of the inpatient building was shared by all departments. It was large, but access was relatively strict. Ling Ran quickly came over and asked for clean scrubs from the senior nurse at the door. He went to the changing room and changed. When he came back, he was just in time to meet Tian Qi, who had just walked out of the elevator.
Tian Qi, who was dressed in gold, saw Ling Ran and waved happily. She smiled and said, "Don't I look like Meituan?"
"Hmm, you don't look like it when you change into scrubs." Ling Ran paused and said, "There are only green and blue scrubs."
"I know. The colors in the operating theater are often green and blue."
"Yes, it's because of the color of the blood. The ladies' changing room is on the right. "Ling Ran pointed the direction to Tian Qi.
Tian Qi nodded. She paused for a moment and asked, "Can I wear my own slippers?"
"Sure."
"As expected, it's possible. When I asked Uncle Li about it, I was a little worried that your hospital might have other rules," Tian Qi said and handed a large lacquer box to Ling Ran. "Don't open it yourself."
Ling Ran nodded in agreement.
Tian Qi then went to the changing room to change her clothes.
Ling Ran arranged to eat in the small restaurant on the surgical floor. Naturally, everyone had to wear scrubs.
The middle-aged nurse who stood at the entrance of the elevator looked at Ling Ran and Tian Qi and listened to their conversation. She felt dizzy, and she was not even sure if the two of them were on a date.
After all, a normal person would not have a date in a small restaurant on the surgical floor.
At the very least, when both parties were not doctors, they should not have arranged to meet at the small restaurant on the surgical floor!
Tian Qi did not seem to care at all.
Even though the clothes she was wearing were carefully selected and matched by a designer, Tian Qi still changed them without hesitation.
There were too many occasions where she could wear beautiful clothes. Instead, eating with Ling Ran in the small restaurant on the surgical floor was more refreshing to Tian Qi. It was even more interesting than the lunch her parents had at Mount Kilimanjaro.
The small restaurant on the surgical floor.
There were doctors and nurses coming in and out of the restaurant constantly.
Those who were late for their meals because they performed surgeries too slowly would come to the small restaurant to replenish their food. Those who performed surgeries quickly would also eat in advance so that they would not starve to death during the surgery later.
Yun Hua Hospital's surgeries, ward rounds, and meetings were always full. If there was anything, they would do it during their break time, and everyone was used to it.
Basically, there were always people eating in the small restaurant from morning to midnight every day.
Even so, the medical staff who went to the small restaurant today still saw an unusual scene.
Ling Ran was actually eating with a woman who was not in the hospital!
Moreover, the staple food in front of them was a greasy pork knuckle.
Dongpo Pork Knuckle, which had been famous for many years, was now made in many ways, and it was considered authentic. But regardless of whether it was the Sichuan version or the Shandong version, it was still a big pork knuckle. It was red and oily, and when it was placed between Ling Ran and Tian Qi, no matter how one looked at it, it did not look harmonious.
However, Tian Qi did not care, and Ling Ran did not care either.
On the contrary, Tian Qi was even a little excited and proudly introduced it to Ling Ran, "I specially learned this from Master Zhou Wenhao. Master Zhou Wenhao is best at making twice-cooked pork, Dongpo Pork Knuckle, and red braised pork. It's very famous. In the past, he often hosted important banquets in state-owned restaurants. Hmm, I don't know how important it is … "
"You made Dongpo Pork Knuckle?" Ling Ran was very surprised.
Tian Qi nodded proudly and whispered, "A very small part of it was made by Master Zhou. The cooking method he taught me is going to be very popular. The hospital canteen is not easy to use, so I found the kitchen of another restaurant at home to make it, and then sent it over by helicopter. The temperature should be just right. Let's try it … "
"Then, I'll eat it separately." Ling Ran took a clean and shiny scalpel and easily cut open the Dongpo Pork Knuckle.
"The scalpel is really sharp," Tian Qi exclaimed.
Ling Ran nodded and introduced, "This is a No. 10 scalpel. It's quite common, and it can be used to cut skin and tissues … Hmm, the skin is very delicious."
"Right, right? The skin of pork knuckle is the most delicious."
"Hmm, I also like pork knuckle skin."
Both of them reached an agreement and could not help but smile at each other.
In the small cafeteria, there was a doctor who was eating pork knuckle. He quietly put down the pork knuckle and took out a scalpel.
Who did not have a scalpel?
He used a thick No. 3 scalpel handle and installed a sharp and big No. 24 scalpel blade to slowly cut open the skin of the pork knuckle. He then cut the tendons of the pork knuckle, separated the bones, and minced the muscles …
He gently picked up a piece of meat with a pair of surgical forceps and put it into his mouth. His movements were elegant, and the taste … did not change at all.
"Lu Wenbin's pork knuckle is not innovative."
"Even Oreos have a mustard flavor, but Lu Wenbin's pork knuckle has always been original. I'm really getting tired of eating it."
"Oreos have a mustard flavor?"
"Yes."
"Why? Is it convenient for you to break it open and pick up salmon? "
"Why are you ugly, and Ling Ran handsome? How can there be so many whys in the world? "
"I'll give you a mirror. I'm going to perform surgery."
"Hmm … I should also go for surgery."
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