The food street in Yunhua City, after many rectifications, is now much more organized.
However, the crowded shoulders and unsanitary conditions unique to food courts are on the verge of turning from a chronic illness to a tradition.
Ling Ran is willing to come to the food street because he likes the hustle and bustle and popularity here, not the crowding and coliform bacteria. Therefore, Ling Ran will not go deep into the food street, but find a corner food shop and sit down .
Shao's restaurant.
This is a storefront that perfectly meets Ling Ran's needs. Sitting in Shao's restaurant is a bit like sitting in Xiagou's home. The courtyard can be quiet and safe, while the outside can be noisy and noisy. A little distance, but also deep into the period, just like using a laparoscope to perform surgery.
Today's off-duty time is not suitable for going home. Ling Ran parked his little Jetta and looked at the food street at five o'clock in the morning. As a food street at five o'clock in the morning, it sells supper instead of breakfast.
"Doctor Ling is here, what would you like to eat today?" The old man in the store recognized Ling Ran immediately, and hurried forward to greet him.
"Fish porridge, side dishes, and beef." Ling Ran ordered casually, found a seat by the window and sat down.
At this point in time, even those who stay up late have basically gone home, and there are only two tables of guests in Shao's restaurant.
There were only two guys in the store doing things slowly.
After a while, the old man brought up the fish porridge and side dishes, and said: "The boss is going to buy some. Would you like to try our new dish of steamed beef? It goes well with the fish porridge."
Ling Ran's gaze shifted from the fish porridge: "Is there a new dish designed by Boss Shao?"
"Of course not, it's a new dish I designed." The old man raised his head and said, "The boss is running around now, and he likes to cook the dishes he used to cook. He doesn't like to make new dishes. no the same."
Ling Ran looked up at the nasolabial folds of the old guy who claimed to be a young man, and smiled slightly: "I'll try your new dish."
"That's right, the old is not as good as the new. I told Boss Shao that the current restaurant must continue to introduce new products. If you always eat the old dishes, a customer will get tired of it..." The old man in the early morning, a little A little wordy, maybe a little sleepy, let him keep talking.
Ling Ran took a bite of the steamed beef, and looked at the other party with a confused look.
"How?" The old man looked expectant.
Ling Ran thought carefully for a few seconds before saying, "12 points."
The old man was shocked: "What do you mean by 120%?"
"The full score is 100." Ling Ran gently pushed the steamed beef, and said, "Please give me fried beef or roast beef instead."
"But...but this is a new product." The old man leaned over and picked up the plate of gray steamed beef, and said in a low voice, "Boss Shao is not here, so I will do things for him."
Ling Ran nodded: "I believe the taste of your barbecue is close to that of Boss Shao."
"I will never be weaker than Lao Shao in anything." The old man straightened up firmly, and muttered to re-grill the meat: "It must be because you have a weak sense of taste at night, and it won't be like this if you eat steamed beef during the day. Modern people The taste of the food is too strong, and they say light food in their mouths. When ordering, they are all spicy and delicious... "
While thinking, he grabbed a handful of meat skewers and put them on the fire.
Ah~
The old man yelled, and the tone sounded a bit like Boss Shao.
Ling Ran couldn't help but nodded. He now performs demonstration surgeries for the trainee doctors in the training camp every day. He is relatively satisfied with these players who can follow suit. From this point of view, although Boss Shao’s buddy’s innovation in steamed beef failed, it was not a blind innovation. On the contrary, it can be regarded as a very basic innovation. After all, it is one thing to learn Boss Shao’s barbecue skills , The sound is like learning, it is really hard work.
When the food was served, the old man's drooping right hand proved Ling Ran's guess even more.
I saw the old man with deep law marks, holding a steaming barbecue in his left hand, and a white medical box in his right hand. On the handle and lid edge of the medical box, there were fresh uncoagulated blood beads rolling down slowly. Just like his slow steps.
The medical box of Shao’s restaurant was carefully selected by Boss Shao. There are two main features. One is that the handle is very soft, even if the palm is injured, it will not hurt to hold it. The second is the cover of the medical box. There is a blood groove on it. If there is not much bleeding, it will not drip to the ground, which can fully ensure the hygiene of the restaurant.
Of course, the weight and contents of the medical box are also particular, not to mention that the outer shell is easy to clean.
For example, now, an old man who has mastered the skill of carrying a medical kit can completely carry a plate with an uninjured hand, and then use a wounded medical kit, and the blood left behind will be collected.
"Doctor Ling, can you sew it up? The iron stick has pierced into the flesh." The old man smiled and said, "Throw away the dirty sticks, don't worry."
Ling Ran nodded not surprised, first took out the alcohol gel to wipe his hands, and then looked at the old man's right hand.
Because I have worked in Shao's restaurant for a long time, the palm of the old man is full of scars pierced by iron sticks, most of them are small dots, and there are also a few lacerations, which are probably superimposed on special circumstances.
There were only two wounds he had punctured today, the holes the size of cotton swabs, which were not considered serious.
The man didn't take it seriously, he opened the first aid kit with the remaining hand carelessly, and took out disposable needles, thread, iodophor and other things, and said: "Old Shao is not here, so don't save it for him, just use iodophor as you like." .”
"Okay." Ling Ran is too proficient in doing this kind of thing. The main thing is to do a debridement. The sutures are only hooked twice, and then he asked: "I have had tetanus shots, haven't I?"
"Tetanus and rabies vaccines are given regularly every year."
"That's all right." Ling Ran nodded, taped a piece of gauze, tidied up the table a bit, changed places, and began to taste the barbecue.
Perhaps because of a little exercise, the barbecue is no longer hot, but it releases a rich aroma. If you taste it carefully, you can not only experience the taste of mutton, but also the provocative spicy taste.
Ling Ran nodded slowly: "It has the flavor of Boss Shao."
"That's for sure, Mo Xie's skill." The old man packed his things and laughed self-deprecatingly.
Ling Ran ate two skewers of meat and drank two mouthfuls of porridge with fish slices, which was quite satisfying.
The food street outside the window is full of people, stumbling around, and it is also a lively and peaceful scene.
The old man hesitated for two minutes, as if he had made up his mind, he sat down and said, "Doctor Ling, my knee is uncomfortable, can I ask you for surgery?"
Ling Ran looked at the other party and said, "Yes. But the damage from knee surgery is relatively large. Generally speaking, it is impossible to recover to the level of ordinary people. I mainly do meniscus and ligaments."
It is only after becoming a doctor that I know that whether it is playing ball or eating, I will always meet patients, their family members or friends.
If you meet them, you will meet them. Anyway, they all need surgery, and Ling Ran is not picky.
"It's the meniscus..." The old man hurriedly said, "We have a customer here who likes to play football, but he broke the meniscus. He knows that our Boss Shao is often injured and likes to go to the hospital. Two days ago Come to eat meat with a limp and ask me, but the boss is not in the shop... "
"Then you can come to the hospital for an examination." Thinking of this, Ling Ran took a look at the three intermediate treasure chests he hadn't opened yet. This time, he got a total of four intermediate treasure chests for the emergency mission. After opening a sketch skill, Ling Ran didn't have any. Anxious to open it again, he looked at the treasure chest and said, "I don't go to work tomorrow, and there should be an outpatient clinic on Friday."
The old man quickly complied, and insisted on waiving the bill for Ling Ran, before sending him to the car.