One pot is stewed with catfish and eggplant, and the other pot is stewed with mushrooms and chicken.
Entering the house, the aroma of the semen will make your index fingers tick.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was particularly interested in this pattern of taking off shoes and going to the kang to eat. Sitting on the kang, he was curious about everything he looked at.
Charcoal and iron pots are just one of the specialties of this store.
The dark yellow color of old newspapers plastered on the walls seems to prove the footprints of time. The jar used for drinking water is an enamel jar from decades ago. There are many places where the porcelain has fallen out, which is a novelty for the wealthy children who are used to using goblets.
Director Lao Pan and Director Kong sat down and started chatting, starting from the army, every number they could talk about, and every rumor in the army. Although most of them are in the tertiary hospitals in the imperial capital and the other is a military doctor in a grassroots company, there is no obstacle to communication.
The interest was high, and bottles of white wine were poured down.
Su Yun didn't mean to steal the limelight, he just sipped it in small sips. Of course, no one paid attention to him.
Catfish stewed with eggplant has a taste that is completely opposite to Cantonese cuisine. It is heavy in oil and flavor, but it tastes particularly delicious. Especially when used with rice, it is an excellent dish.
After three rounds of drinking, Director Pan and Director Kong were both drunk, so they stopped drinking and started talking about business.
The so-called business matter is that the Imperial Capital 912 Hospital sent people to replace Zheng Ren in the name of supporting local construction.
This kind of thing can be done tacitly, but it will lose its flavor if it is spoken out.
Director Kong is quite a down-to-earth person, but when it comes to speaking in Mandarin, it is a long and never-ending speech.
He first highly affirmed the significance of Director Pan’s support for local work after he retired from the army. Zheng Ren felt a little sleepy just after hearing this.
In Zheng Ren's opinion... forget it, Director Kong was too drunk and was bragging, but Director Kong who was sober was still pretty good.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was curious about everything, looking here and there. This time he didn't drink. No matter how old Director Pan offered him a drink, he shook his head like a rattle and refused.
He probably got hurt from drinking with Chang Yue last time.
Zheng Ren felt so bored. After eating for twenty minutes and a few large pancakes posted on the side of the pot, he was full.
In my ears, I heard the two old directors reminiscing about the bitterness and sweetness, talking about the glorious traditions of the army... Although Zheng Ren respected the old Director Pan from the bottom of his heart, Director Kong praised the old Director Pan, and even Zheng Ren couldn't listen to it. Go in.
Not knowing what Xiao Yiren was doing, Zheng Ren was embarrassed to take out his cell phone and chat with Xie Yiren carelessly in front of the two directors.
Su Yun, on the other hand, was like a fish in water, finding every opportunity to support him and making the two directors very happy. He also found time to teach Professor Rudolf Wagner how to eat the large pancakes stuck to the side of the pot.
Zheng Ren was in a daze, waiting for the wine party to end, when the voices of old Director Pan and Director Kong suddenly became louder.
This is…
After listening carefully, it turned out that Director Pan thought that the emergency department was very busy and needed more than a certain number of staff. Director Kong believes that Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital is just a local hospital and will not have so many emergency cases.
This was a bargain, and Zheng Ren knew that he was the core of this bargain.
But he didn't have the chance to speak yet. Both Director Kong and Director Pan were sincerely doing it for their own good.
This is all a favor. Zheng Ren leaned on his chin and became distracted again.
"I'm going to observe Boss Zheng's tips surgery these two days, and take a look at the number of emergency rooms. I don't believe there are so many emergency rooms in such a small population in Haicheng!" Director Kong said boldly after drinking enough.
After listening to the first half of the sentence, Zheng Ren felt goosebumps on his back. He just wanted to stop Director Kong, but he kept distracted, and before he could speak, Director Kong had already made bold words.
"Don't..." Zheng Ren's words fell behind and it was already too late.
An ominous premonition enveloped Zheng Ren's heart.
"Huh?" Director Kong didn't know what Zheng Ren was going to say, so he looked at him in surprise.
Su Yun smiled bitterly, put down his chopsticks, and whispered: "I'm afraid some people will be busy tonight."
In clinical practice, the biggest fear is this kind of dissatisfaction. The God of Night Shift is a being who specializes in curing all kinds of dissatisfaction, and is full of divine personality.
It is estimated that Director Kong has not received emergency calls for too long. Even if there is emergency surgery, he can always be hospitalized. Every year they are brought from home, mostly for the tasks of the health care team, and there are very few emergency cases in real hospitals.
After being away for a long time, I lost my respect for the God of Night Shift.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"Boss Zheng, what's wrong?" Director Kong asked in confusion.
In fact, meeting Old Director Pan and those few glasses of wine were nothing at all. Director Pan is old, and Director Kong doesn't want him to drink too much.
He was not drunk at all, he knew very well. So Director Kong didn't understand Zheng Ren's expression. Did he just say something wrong
"It's okay..." Zheng Ren moved his legs and was ready to go back to the hospital.
Tonight, I'm afraid it won't stop.
Zheng Ren's cell phone rang suddenly, breaking the awkwardness at the wine table.
Because he was mentally prepared, Zheng Ren's blood pressure and heart rate were not much higher. I glanced at it and saw it was a call from the emergency department.
"Mr. Zheng, there was a large-scale brawl in Nature Bath, and all the nearby 120 ambulances went there." That person said.
"I know, I'll go back right now." Zheng Ren finished speaking and hung up the phone.
Zheng Ren looked up helplessly and glanced at Director Kong with a hint of resentment.
Director Kong laughed and said: "Old Director Pan, thank you for your kindness. I'm going to see the situation in your city's No. 1 Hospital. If there are many emergencies, I can apply with the hospital and send more manpower."
Zheng Ren Didi picked up a car and hurried back to the First Municipal Hospital with Su Yun and Director Kong.
Su Yun drank some wine. Although he was not drunk, he didn't want to show his face in front of the patient, so he went directly to the operating room and asked Zheng Ren to call him if he had anything to do.
Zheng Ren and Director Kong went straight to the emergency room.
The patient hasn't arrived yet, and the emergency department is still quiet for the time being. Zheng Ren took the time to change his clothes and stood waiting at the door of the emergency room.
"Boss Zheng, how many emergencies do you have here?" Director Kong asked beside Zheng Ren in casual clothes.
"Director Kong, if you don't say anything, it should be okay." Zheng Ren was still upset and had eaten well. Director Kong insisted on taking a look... Look, the emergency department will be here soon.
The shrill sound of the 120 ambulance came from the distance, and Zheng Ren stood ready, like a soldier waiting for danger.
Zheng Ren didn't receive a call from the 120 ambulance, so Zheng Ren knew it wasn't a big deal. But he didn't relax and waited intently.
The elder brother accompanying the inspector had already pushed the flat cart to wait at the door, but Zheng Ren saw him pushing the empty flat cart back, followed by a group of disheveled middle-aged people.
What the hell is going on? If it was dripping with blood and screaming, Zheng Ren would be able to adapt to it.
But when this quiet group of people walked in, Zheng Ren was a little unsure.
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This happened during a medical visit in the winter of 2012. A dozen or so men were so aggrieved... I still can’t forget the crying eyes.