Chapter 245： Afraid of pain (1/2)

”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.

...

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.