Great Doctor Ling Ran

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Ling Ran took a piece of Fanta stone and was too lazy to pick any more, just holding it in his hands. Fastest update ┏Ⅹ④③⑨⑨┛

Academician Du shook his spirits, trying to pick up another leak while the boss was malleting, but it failed several times.

The gray-bearded old man asked the boss to take out a few pieces of Fanta stones again, picked a piece that seemed to be the size of Ling Ran's, and then paid the phone by secretly poking, not even the academician Du knew.

The leisure people who came due to Academician Du's fame also gathered around the counter, choosing less and watching more lively.

There are many people coming, so many people are speaking.

The owner seemed to be annoying, swiping his hand, sweeping the stones on the tin counter like a dustpan, he said, "It's off work, please come early tomorrow."

"I haven't finished picking ..." Academician Du looked up.

The boss waved his hand: "It's time to rest and rest, come back when you have time."

Academician Du was stunned, and the man was kicked out of the shop.

On the streets, the sun is bright and it doesn't feel like off-hours at all.

"Forget it, don't sell it." Academician Du said with a smile to his grandson: "This shop owner is really ... a weird ..."

"It's more than just strange." Fat Sun said looking at Ling Ran and laughed, "I didn't expect that Dr. Ling came here for the first time, but he found a leak. Your Fanta stone was small and sold for more than 1,000 pieces. Money is normal, 880 is too little, you turn around and sell it, it is possible to double it. "

Academician Du was not very satisfied: "Fenda was a leak that Dr. Ling himself picked up. Dr. Ling gave me another chance. I'll pick one for you ..."

"It's time to go back. There is still much preparation to do before the operation." Ling Ran said sincerely, "After you are discharged from the hospital, it is not too late to pick a stone."

"Who knows what happened after being discharged from the hospital." Academician Du said helplessly: "Are you so anxious?"

"Yes ..." Ling Ran took the lead and walked towards the parking place.

Lamb alleys under the sun, tree-lined roads, blue brick walls, ancient colors blend with modernity, like a catwalk built by time, Ling Ran walks in between, attracting countless lights.

Ling Ran stopped slowly, his nose moved slightly, and he looked at the store on the right.

But it's a small restaurant making roast ducks.

"Please eat roast duck." Ling Ran turned to Tian Yi.

"Okay." Tian Yan answered happily.

They talked and went into the small restaurant side by side.

Academician Du stood on the street and didn't understand: "Aren't we in a hurry?"

Zuo Cidian following him made a gesture of continuing to move forward, said lightly: "Dr. Ling is anxious that the patient should go to the hospital. Since the patient decides to go to the hospital, he is naturally not in a hurry."

Academician Du also wanted to refute, Zuo Cidian said to the fat Sun next to him: "What are you still doing? Send your grandpa to the hospital, the person who will have surgery tomorrow, and what time do you want to sway!"

Fat Sun's thinking woke up from the leak in an instant, and he busily said, "Grandpa, let's go to the hospital first and say something else later."

"Can I have a roast duck, too?" Academician Du was not convinced.

"No. Pre-operative meals are strictly regulated. Otherwise, when anesthesia occurs, your muscles will relax and the food may block the trachea." Zuo Cidian has now seen that Academician Du belongs to the bottom line Patient, you just tell him that the taboo is useless. His skepticism is very strong. But if he says the reason, he will be obedient until he has evidence of refutation.

To persuade different patients differently, for doctors, it is mainly a matter of energy allocation. But for today, it is not a problem. Academician Du needs some extra privileges, and Zuo Cidian is willing to pay.

The group quickly left the mutton alley and drove into the inpatient area of ​​the Beijing No. 6 Hospital.

Ling Ran also ordered the meal and looked around with his eyes.

The antique layout cannot be said to be brilliant, but it will not make people feel uncomfortable.

The door of the small restaurant is not large, but the space on the second and third floors is not small. It has six tables and four boxes. The desks were roughly separated by screens. At this time, about half of them sat there, and the business was pretty good.

Ling Ran and Tian Yan sat at a small table. Gray-haired Li Xuechao rejected the invitation to the same table and went to a noodle shop not far away. The two bodyguards in black clothes lined the sides of the screen with a bit of momentum.

Tian Yan was sitting opposite, upright, paying attention to both sides with only the light of his eyes, and then a little guilty whispered softly: "The bodyguards must be arranged at home. If I throw them away, the family will be very anxious .If you don't like people to follow ... "

"It doesn't matter." Ling Ran calmly said, "There are many people in public places. They like to stare at other people, and I'm used to it."

"It's good if you think so." Tian Yan laughed suddenly.

The men in black standing not far from each other looked at each other, and their eyes awkwardly opened: how did this inexplicable dialogue come about, and the two did not want to communicate.

Fortunately, the roast duck was soon served.

As a small restaurant, roast duck is not sliced ​​in front of customers. It has a little sense of ritual. However, the duck itself is roasted well. The crispy duck skin is thick, clipped and shiny. It looks delicious.

I really ca n’t help but nod my mouth.

Ling Ran could not help but smile slightly when she saw Tian Yan nodding with himself.

Tian Yan was so full of joy that all the ducks in front of him felt like they were shining.

"It's so crisp." Tian Yanchi praised it, eating a piece of duck skin.

"The skin of roast duck is really crispy." Ling Ran nodded approvingly.

Crispy duck skin is not the traditional taste of roast duck. Especially if Quanjude is considered authentic, soft duck skin is the standard of Quanjude roast duck.

However, authenticity never means delicious. Therefore, under the active resistance of the people of the country, especially the people of Beijing, the duck skin of modern roast duck has become more and more crispy. The thick duck skin and crispy texture, as well as the oily and tender taste, are probably the roast duck taste that is most easily attracted by diners. Both Dong and Duck Season have risen as a result.

Instead, Quanjude, dragged down by orthodox thinking, increasingly depends on stories to support it. This is also a big problem for the famous food in Beijing. The popularity of diners is due to the "authentic taste". The gap between the tastes of modern people and ancient people is getting wider. The market that once praised lard can disappear As a result, whether to improve the taste has become an indecisive marketing problem.

Ling Ran didn't care about it. He smelled good and wanted to come in and try it.

Tian Yan didn't even care, the chef at home might make it better, but eating is not just eating.

About the same time, Academician Du lay on the hospital bed, so boring that he looked around with some boredom.

The single ward is an academician's privilege, but even so, the white and blue walls will not make people happy. Pure white linens, modern multifunctional nursing beds, and sophisticated call systems at the head of the bed will only make you feel weak.

"Academician Du, we're here to give you an injection." The head nurse came in with two nurses.

"Trouble you." Academician Du was polite.

"Yes, President Wang has said that you are a national pillar, and we must show the highest level." The head nurse teased casually, and pointed to the two nurses next to him, and laughed: "My highest level, Bring it all over. "

The two nurses smiled ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and did not **** the head nurse's limelight, quietly lowered their heads, one was responsible for disinfecting the bandage, the other was holding a needle and piercing the academician Du's vein.

"So crisp."

"Academician Du's blood vessels are indeed very brittle."

"The skin is also more brittle."

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