Chapter 245： Afraid of pain

"Go eat something?" After Dr. Zhou was out of iu, he just felt refreshed and tired for days, as if all of it had been swept away.

Ling Ran was really refreshing, he drank the energy potion.

Ling Ran touched his belly and asked, "Let Shao Family's House deliver a takeaway?"

"No, every time I eat something in Shaojiaguanzi, I have a feeling of being prepared to work." Dr. Zhou shook his head and said, "Let's make some porridge by ourselves, and let Lu Wenbin get a pig's trotters, add ribs, cut Ordering elbow and braised pork with a mouth-watering dish and vegetables is probably quite delicious. "

Ling Ran agreed, took out his mobile phone, and asked, "Would you like porridge or porridge?"

Dr. Zhou watched him open the US regiment, and quickly stopped, saying, "Don't introduce, just a little porridge, what order takeaway, let's cook it ourselves."

"Do you cook porridge?" Ling Ran looked at Doctor Zhou in disbelief. In Ling Ran's impression, Dr. Zhou is not the kind of person who asks to do things.

Dr. Zhou smiled brightly and said, "In this way, you group has a WeChat group, you ask them, if there is anyone who wants to eat the meal we just said, please sign up."

In terms of laziness, Ling Ran decided to give Dr. Zhou some trust.

So Ling Ran was in the Ling treatment group, and roughly repeated two sentences according to what Dr. Zhou said.

In less than half a minute, Zuo Cidian's voice appeared in the WeChat group: "Dr. Ling, Dr. Lu and Dr. Yu are debridement to a patient, and we all sign up. Let me make a porridge, Dr. Lu They have big rice cookers. What porridge do they want? "

"Ask him if he will make raw porridge." Dr. Zhou licked his lips and said, "A married man in his 40s should have cooked for his wife some years. I don't know how the technology is ... ... "

Ling Ran typed the words "raw congee" into WeChat group, and then said to Dr. Zhou: "As far as I know, Dr. Zuo does not like others to talk about his marital status."

Dr. Zhou looked at Ling Ran's expression a bit like the serious level of "I'm doing debridement", so he nodded: "Well, if Dr. Zuo would make raw congee, I wouldn't talk about his marital status. See Look at the group, ask him what he is going to make, and I think it ’s fish fillet ... People's liver may be unaccustomed to eating, and beef is also good ... "

Ling Ran opened the WeChat group in front of Dr. Zhou, and saw that the group just brushed out Zuo Cidian ’s answer. The big text is very eye-catching: "Then how about raw pork congee, how about raw pork congee? I am married For so many years, beef is the best cooked porridge. I think I can make it better and my wife can't bear to run. "

Dr. Zhou looked at Ling Ran and laughed out: "It seems that not only have you misjudged Lao Zuo's view on marriage, but also Lao Zuo himself.

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The canteen in the emergency center is always used by medical staff.

Sometimes, doctors who hate other departments in the large cafeteria also come to the emergency department to eat. Of course, most of them are small inpatients and attendees who often come to the emergency room for consultations. Older ones are usually home-fed and their duties are higher. They usually have food outside.

Zuo Cidian hummed the song and cooked raw beef congee.

Beef is a tenderloin delivered from takeaway. The quality is surprisingly good. Seasonings and oil are in the kitchen.

Zuo Cidian even recalled the happiness in his youth. At that time, he was still a happy single young man. He cooked boiled porridge in the kitchen of the town health center. At that time, the meat was The rice was sent by the patient's family, and the seasoning was also sent by the patient's family ...

"Don't say it, we were comfortable when we were younger." Zuo Cidian sniffed the porridge and smiled at the little doctor who didn't remember the name in front of him, and said, "We were poor at the time, but the welfare was good. In the first five years as a doctor, I have never spent my own money on food. "

An ordinary-looking doctor looked at Zuo Cidian with his eyes of inspection: "I've heard that, at that time, I was eating big pot rice, right?"

Zuo Cidian stared at each other for a few seconds and asked, "How old do you think I am?"

The ordinary little resident doctor looked at Zuo Cidian timidly and tentatively said, "58?"

"You ..." Zuo Cidian Qi didn't hit a spot: "Where do you see me 58?"

"Crow's feet ... eye bags ... law lines ... head lines, neck lines, lip lines, eyebrow lines, tear grooves, mouth corner lines, puppet lines, lower eyebrow lines ..." The ordinary resident doctor said more and more quickly, The tone gradually became happy.

Zuo Cidian's expression slowly became serious: "Today's raw rolled porridge only counts one of us in the treatment group. It doesn't count you, let me say something in advance, lest you think about it."

Saying, Zuo Cidian put **** in the pot, and then turned to medium heat, and put the marinated beef in the porridge.

The white porridge was constantly tumbling under the thrust of the rolling fire.

The beef tenderloin quickly turned dark red, and began to churn with the white porridge.

It looked like Coca-Cola was pouring out of the fountain, hairy belly was floating out of the hot pot, and Zidane jumped out of the national football team-it was dazzling and hard to refuse!

"I ..." The ordinary-looking little resident doctor instantly regretted it and wanted to say two ordinary words to ease the awkward atmosphere.

At this time, a medical representative walked in with a probe and asked, "Is this the left doctor in the Ling treatment group?"

"It's me." Zuo Cidian also poked his head.

"I'll send something over." The medical representative smiled. "I'm from Yunli Pharmaceutical."

Zuo Cidian showed a stunned expression and squeezed his eyes to the small resident doctor: "This is what we felt like in those days."

Turning his head, Zuo Cidian asked the medical representative: "What do you have?"

"There is a bit of organic vegetables, and our director asked people to grow them in the suburbs." The medical representative paused and said, "There are all kinds of drinks, a bit cold ..."

The resident doctor swaggered: "It's not serious to eat raw rolled porridge with cold meals ... I'll go there! King crab?"

"Crab leg cold food," the medical representative said, "Yunli treats guests."

It is a tradition for pharmaceutical companies to invite young doctors to eat well.

Most of the time, the director and the head nurse have concentrated most of the department's powers, what medicines, consumables, and equipment. If there is anyone other than the department director who has the slight power to haul, it is the head nurse.

The leaders of the treatment group have relatively limited benefits.

As for the little doctors, in addition to the fixed share-if any, the biggest benefit is that they can get all kinds of hospitality from the pharmaceutical company.

However, this level of king crab hospitality is rare for doctors in the emergency department.

The little resident doctor sat down without hesitation, and said, "Just right, I don't want to eat raw congee today."

Two hours later, the doctors and nurses in the emergency department full of crabs were re-integrated into the rolling emergency room.

Even Ling Ran was full of favor with Yunli and commented: "Crab is very fresh."

"Fresh is fresh ... it ’s just that he eats a bit too much ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Dr. Zhou pats his stomach:" Eat a little longer, I can go to the general report, oh ... would you like to sleep? For a while? "

"No need to."

"I'm a little sleepy. Well, let's do a little emergency first?" Dr. Zhou said with a smile. Of course, even if he wasn't tired or tired and didn't eat crab legs, what he wanted to do was a small emergency.

Ling Ran patted his stomach, but he followed Dr. Zhou into the treatment room with little objection.

A large number of critical illnesses were sent to accidents on the construction site, but the emergency patients sent daily did not know that they still arrived at Yunyi in a steady stream.

Especially for patients who arrive on their own, the waiting time is greatly increased.

"Let's form a team." Before Zhou Ran agreed, Dr. Zhou motioned for the nurse to bring someone over.

Ling Ran and Xu waited inexorably. He also needed an assistant anyway. If Dr. Zhou was willing to be an assistant, it would be very useful.

Soon after, the patient's family pushed the wheelchair and came to Ling Ran and Dr. Zhou.

"Doctor, look at my wife's hand." The family members said nervously, looking at his wife in a wheelchair in a small way.

"Broken." Dr. Zhou glanced across the air and asked: "Broken hand? How did it break?"

The wife in the wheelchair turned her head to look at her husband and said, "You speak."

My husband embarrassed and lowered his head: "When I slept at night, I squeezed my wife's arm."

Dr. Zhou did not hear clearly: "Well?"

"A crisp sound," said the husband, and then pushed the wheelchair forward, whispering: "Doctor, can you pick it up, will you use plaster?"

Dr. Zhou listened to the hair straight, then looked at the patient's arm, and said, "Maybe it is allergic to plaster?"

The wife shook her head with pain.

Her husband whispered softly: "She is not allergic to plaster. I'm afraid it hurts too much."