Shao's restaurant.
Hilarious as always.
The throng of people brought by the bustling snack street, after entering the side street, dispersed and gathered here again.
There is no distinction between tourists and diners, whether they are in suits, leather shoes or slippers and undershirts, they all look like gluttons, either sitting inside, or standing at the door to eat quickly.
Boss Shao is holding a large number of small meat skewers with both hands, the front tip is tilted up, and the back is supported on the iron frame. He only uses the little finger and ring finger to hook the iron skewers and flip them over, with skillful and elegant movements.
Compared with the guys, Boss Shao's appeal is stronger.
Thanks to the phone call, the doctors would not even be able to get a seat.
"Boss Shao has really played with the barbecue." Dr. Zhou looked at Boss Shao, swallowing and admiring.
"The last time I consulted with the orthopedic department, I saw that they made nails, which were not as comfortable as Boss Shao's iron sticks." Senior resident doctor Zheng Pei shook his head and sniffed, and stroked the short beard on his chin with his hands.
"Boss Shao's most classic is tripe." The resident doctor, whose face was so ordinary that it was difficult to remember his name, smiled and said something that no one cared about.
Zuo Liangcai, the attending doctor of the same year as Dr. Zhou, had a mysterious smile on his face and said, "Let me tell you, the best thing Boss Shao cooks is actually haggis. Don't mention the haggis soup, haggis is delicious. Especially the sheep eye, the taste, let me tell you... "
"Delicious?" Zheng Pei became curious.
"It must be delicious." Zuo Liang shook his head, and said again: "It's just that people here in Yunhua don't like to eat haggis. Boss Shao stopped doing it after a while. It happened to be pancreatitis, right? It should be the time of pancreatitis, when he was hospitalized, he stopped doing haggis."
"The pancreatitis is probably caused by eating haggis." Doctor Zhou was deeply suspicious, then turned to Ling Ran and said, "You didn't catch up, when Boss Shao had pancreatitis, Yunhua seemed to have a big outbreak of pancreatitis, right? I have accepted 10 people a week, and I always accompany the general surgeon to open the abdominal cavity, and the operation of the abdominal surgery you asked about today was immediately started."
"Why do you need to accompany Pu Wai to open the abdominal cavity?" Ling Ran was a little surprised.
"Pancreatitis broke out, and the general surgery was too busy, so I just caught the strong men." Dr. Zhou said with emotion: "I accompanied me to perform 4 operations in one day, which was absolutely miserable."
Ling Ran looked at Dr. Zhou, but didn't quite understand.
Zuo Liangcai coughed twice at this time, and said, "By the way, Boss Shao put his hand on his left abdomen just now."
When he said this, several doctors immediately turned their heads and looked over, each with serious expressions.
"If it's Boss Shao, could it be colitis?" Doctor Zhou said slowly, "There may be kidney stones, but he is a person who has regular physical examinations and has just come out of the hospital, so he won't have kidney stones now." of."
Zheng Pei thought while listening, and said, "You said pancreatitis just now. Could it be that Boss Shao has been overeating again after he came out?"
Dr. Zhou shook his head: "Those who have just been discharged from the hospital, besides, Boss Shao has suffered from pancreatitis once, so at least you should pay attention to it. I guess it's not a food problem."
"It's hard to say, you have to taste the things made in your own store. He ate such a list in the hospital, and it's possible that he tasted greasy or unclean oil all of a sudden."
"Boss Shao still pays attention to the oil he uses." Zuo Liangcai said in a fair tone, "I have 30% colitis, 30% ureteritis, and 40% suspicion."
Ling Ran said slowly at this time: "Boss Shao changed hands."
Everyone said "Hey" in unison, and looked over again, and sure enough, Boss Shao was holding the barbecue with his left hand and leaning on his abdomen with his right hand.
Zheng Pei stroked his beard and said, "I have pain in my right abdomen. I originally considered appendicitis first, but Boss Shao's appendix should be gone long ago."
"Deputy Director Du cut it, I remember." Zuo Liangcai gave an affirmative answer.
"Looking at it this way, enteritis and salpingitis are more likely." Dr. Zhou nodded to Zuo Liangcai of the same year. They all rotated internal medicine together back then.
Pu Chou next to him said softly: "If there is dull pain in the right abdomen, can you still consider the problem of liver and gallbladder?"
"It's impossible for the liver. If the liver is diseased, he was found out before he was hospitalized. Compared with the two problems you mentioned, the gallbladder is more likely." Dr. Zhou gave a further judgment professionally, and then said: "If there is dull pain on both sides at the same time, it should be enteritis."
"Well, the intestinal spasm will hurt a little more." Zuo Liangcai got up and said, "I'll give him a physical examination."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Ran said, "It's changed hands again."
Everyone suddenly discovered that Boss Shao's hand had already touched the heart.
"Boss Shao has congenital heart disease."
"It was done back then."
"This is still a high-risk factor."
"Xiao Zheng's cardiopulmonary resuscitation is good, you should prepare."
The doctors ate the newly served tripe and analyzed it earnestly, like a consultation.
General department-level consultations, that is, two or three attendings participate.
It is a resident doctor who is easy to be ignored. During this period, Ai Ai said: "You think, Boss Shao is wiping his hands on a scarf?"
Several doctors stared at Boss Shao.
After a while, all the doctors said "oh" together.
Ling Ran also looked at Boss Shao's abdomen with some regret.
If it really is colitis, the skills you just learned can come into play.
He hadn't had sub-abdominal surgery before, and if he started with appendicitis, it would take a while.
Even specialists can actually perform some sub-abdominal operations. General surgery, since it is called general surgery, is naturally the foundation of surgery, and surgeons have to understand more or less.
"The barbecue is ready." Boss Shao came over with small skewers of meat and distributed half of them to the doctors' tables.
The doctors stared at him intently.
"Take the grilled skewers again, it won't taste good when it's cold." Boss Shao took the remaining skewers and prepared to distribute them to the guests at other tables.
The doctors examined Boss Shao carefully.
Boss Shao felt a little guilty, took another 10 skewers, put them on the tables of the doctors, and said, "Eat first, and call me if you don't have enough."
The doctors discussed with their eyes.
"Well... I look okay." Boss Shao looked at himself in the mirror first.
Some doctors nodded, while others shook their heads.
Boss Shao's face suddenly changed.
This time, the doctor who just nodded shook his head, and the doctor who shook his head nodded.
Boss Shao was in a hurry: "What is it..."
poof.
There was a muffled sound in the room, and a few seconds later, a clerk shouted in a calm tone: "Boss, San'er has fainted."
Several doctors stood up "swish", only Dr. Zhou shrank back habitually.
Zuo Liangcai and Zheng Pei, who were sitting outside, hurried to the scene of the incident.
After a while, the two of them came back with a pot of tripe.
"Heatstroke."
"Dizzy."
The two sighed almost at the same time.
Boss Shao inexplicably felt light all over, turned around quickly, and continued to barbecue.
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