Seven Hundred and Thirty Eighth Fucked Up

738 fucked up

There are different ways to eat mutton in many places. There is even a place where this thing is regarded as a great tonic, and it is only eaten in winter. Back when Zhang Fan was in the Demon City, his dear elder brother invited Zhang Fan to dinner.

At that time, there was a dish of mutton, braised in soy sauce. Zhang Fan felt that a single dish of braised mutton ruined a whole table of dishes. But seeing the taste of the big brother eating, Zhang Fan felt that the big brother was pitiful.

The last time the big brother came to the frontier to help, Zhang Fan made a special dish of clear water mutton, and the big brother almost cried after eating it.

Generally speaking, the mutton in the north of the frontier is not as delicious as the one in the south of the frontier. When many people travel to the grasslands, the tour guides will have a good meal without touching their mouths. They are drinking Nongfu spring and eating winter, spring and summer grass. , In fact, that's it.

Because the aquatic plants are too abundant, the sheep gain weight rapidly, and there is always a watery feeling when eating. Really good mutton is actually the kind of mutton that grows with difficulty on the saline-alkaline wasteland, which is really delicious.

Back then, before Zhang Fan was hospitalized, he had not had time to be happy, so Ouyang assigned him to go to a remote area for a free clinic. In a small village near the desert, Zhang Fan ate the best mutton he had ever eaten in his life.

The mutton doesn't use other seasonings, such as star anise, cinnamon, angelica and Codonopsis pilosula. Sometimes Zhang Fan also thinks about putting so many seasonings in it, even if he puts a stone in it and boils it, it will taste good.

For the mutton at that time, the old man sprinkled a handful of green salt, and then didn’t put anything in. After the simmer was cooked slowly, the soup was as clear as water. Sprinkle some wild green onions and put some coriander. Be good, the taste of that soup , I can’t even say it, it makes people drool when I say it.

Moreover, how to describe the meat, first of all, it is not smelly, and it is mixed with fat and thin. When you bite down, the fat is wrapped in protein, and the aroma rushes from left to right between the mouthpieces. You don't need to bite hard, and you can feel that the tongue can crush the meat.

This is the real good mutton.

The mutton sent to Chasu Hospital this time is second-class, grassland sheep. This kind of mutton, how should I put it, lacks a bit of the unique taste of saline-alkaline land, and the aroma is not so strong, so it is better than tender and smooth, but this kind of mutton is quite good for the old man and old lady who grew up in Qingniao .

Not long after, the aroma of the mutton in the pot wafted out, filling the yard.

Mutton in clear soup, one bite of meat and one bite of non-spicy Pi Yazi. Really, the simpler the way of eating, the more memorable it will be.

The old man, who seldom eats large pieces of meat, ate the leg of lamb, which was full of protein and collagen, but not greasy.

After eating the meat, one sip of the soup, it really feels like life is enough.

"Hey, I can't eat any more." The old man was very restrained, he gnawed on a calf and drank a few mouthfuls of soup before putting down the bowl and chopsticks. "I come here, and now I feel addicted to eating meat. In the past, I always felt that fish meat was delicious, but when I came to the frontier, I realized that I still have to eat beef and mutton to enjoy myself."

After dinner, Zhang Fan made a final decision about the old man's recent shift to the Chasu Hospital. The old man didn't really want to go at first, but he couldn't resist Zhang Fan's hard work. Because most of the time, this bastard doesn't listen to the old man.

It made the old man feel like his son was growing up and his father was finished. However, when Zhang Fan really needed the old man's help, although the old man seemed reluctant to agree, it just made Zhang Fan feel that the old man was still very important.

In the evening, Shao Hua took a shower early, and she estimated that she should ovulate at 12 o'clock tonight. Of course, she didn't ask the obstetrician and gynecologist of the hospital for this calculation, but she calculated it by herself by flipping through Zhang Fan's gynecology book.

It's hard to say whether it's reliable or not. Anyway, people think it is, so Zhang Fan just nodded and said yes.

It's hard to say whether the mutton is good or not, but Zhang Fan's legs are weak anyway. "Can't you sleep well? I feel like you also have a menstrual period. There are always a few days in a month where you have to work extra hard to read."

Comforting Shao Hua, Zhang Fan secretly got out of bed and wanted to go to the study to read a book, because Zhang Fan took the time to take a test in the system during the martial arts competition these days,

As a result, Nima got hung up on endocrine again. He didn't know who hung it, and he didn't even know where it was hung from.

Endocrinology is too difficult, and Zhang Fan is too talented in internal medicine. In the past, at this moment, Shao Hua had already fallen asleep drowsily like a kitten. But today, Shao Hua's eyes are as bright as an old cat's.

"I thought you fell asleep." Zhang Fan got up, smiled awkwardly, and then lay down again.

"I think it's different this time!" Shao Hua leaned on Zhang Fan and slipped into Zhang Fan's bed.

"Well, it's different." Zhang Fan said repeatedly. In fact, his mind is full of explanations of endocrine terms.

"I think I will definitely be pregnant this time. If it's a boy, what would you call it?"

"Eh!" Zhang Fan finally understood what Shao Hua said, and felt a little emotional in his heart. This is something that medical experts all over the world can't be sure of, so you can be sure of it!

"This can't be decided lightly. You have to study it carefully. Don't be in a hurry after reading the Book of Songs or something. By the way, are you going to the farm tomorrow?"

Zhang Fan quickly changed the topic, if this shit really talked about names, it wouldn't be enough for one night.

"Well, in the farm, other people's lavender can't be sold, and everyone has found a home again. Hey, don't care, how many years have been neighbors, don't worry, sometimes people grit their teeth with hatred."

"Hey, Boss Shao can take care of it as much as he can. After all, the people in the village can't take care of it, so don't make things difficult. Come and lie down, I'll give you a massage!" Zhang Fan Chezhi said one sentence after another, fragmented Chatting made Shao Hua unable to concentrate on thinking about one thing.

Then began to massage, starting from the brain, slowly, Zhang Fan slowly began to massage, within ten minutes, Shao Hua fell asleep.

Zhang Fan looked at Shao Hua who was sleeping soundly, and said with emotion in his heart, the rehabilitation massage learned in the Nima system turned out to be the most useful for coaxing women to sleep!

In fact, it's not that Zhang Fan is hypocritical, it's really difficult. Now not only have to go to the operating table for surgery every day, but also worry about the hospital.

You said it’s not good to just be a doctor, okay, but Zhang Fan is not reconciled, just like many people, when he has no money, grilled lamb skewers are the best supper, but Nima has money, so he can’t have a iron plate Are you burning prawns?

The truth is actually the same.

Zhang Fan wouldn't find it so difficult if he just had surgery and managed the hospital, but after he clicked on the internal medicine system.

Zhang Fan’s current feeling is as if the casing and the impact drill do not match. You can get in even if you say you can’t get in, but the feeling you get in is not that slippery, but stumbling, and you will stumble if you are not careful. .

Not at all the satin-like silky touch that I had when I was in surgery. Others don't know what to do when they encounter this kind of situation. When Zhang Fan encounters this situation, he feels that this thing is still lacking, and if there are too many disks, it will be round.

After coaxing Shao Hua to sleep, Zhang Fan walked into the study, turned on the light in the study, poured a cup of tea, and began to drink in peace.

...

Monday, academic meeting. In Huang's era, the Chasu Hospital's administrative meeting was held twice a week. I don't know if it was a lot of big things at that time, but after Ouyang became the master, the administrative meeting was held once a week.

When it comes to Zhang Fan, once every two weeks or even every three weeks, if there are specific matters, let the specific leaders find the relevant personnel to communicate. If it is really necessary for all the team leaders to sit together and discuss, then make an appointment.

Anyway, everyone knows that Zhang Fan doesn't like meetings.

But this time there is no meeting.

Because Li Cunhou and Zhao Yanfang have hooked Mizuki up to Chasu, and they will be here today, this shit, Zhang Fan doesn't know what to say, originally thinking that Mizuki would be an atmosphere group to scare Wanziguo.

Here it is...

"The essence of the struggle is still for unity, but look at what you did, saying that the head is familiar enough to make contact. The head is really familiar. If this stick goes down, it will be shot to death directly. What should we do next?"

When the meeting was not in session, Ouyang was in Zhang Fan's office, complaining that Zhang Fan didn't explain things well.

Zhang Fan also regrets it now. Think about it, one is an academician, the other is a closed disciple of the academician, and a female doctor can be called a famous person in terms of transplantation. Is this a person who can play tricks and negotiate! Really fucked up.

If I had known earlier, I should have let Lao Chen go.

But it's too late to say anything now, Nima's first flight arrived at Chasu this morning, and he didn't say hello beforehand. He made a phone call on the plane, and then his phone was turned off, which meant that he was already on the way.

"Hey, let's receive them first, or scare Wanziguo!" Zhang Fan said awkwardly.

"It's easy to invite God, but it's hard to send God away. Do you think that Mizuki's haste to come can fool you with a few words? You just wait for the meat to be cut."

It's okay to contact Mizuki, and it's okay to get cheap, but Ouyang is not willing to suffer from Nima.

Human nature is like this, it has been a hard life for most of my life, and finally getting rich, letting others take advantage of it, is actually similar to killing her.

"Come on, come on, can they really eat me? All right, European Academy, hurry up and call a meeting."

...

"Baga, they haven't contacted us yet?"

"No!"

"Kameda-san, don't worry, Hua people like to play this kind of psychological tactics, and they will come to us in a few days. Now we have reached the critical stage of the experiment, there is no funds, and there is no experimental drug from our Daiwanzi country.

Their experiments will be suspended, but the doctors in our Big Maruko country are really scum, and they don't act together with us! "

Several pharmaceutical companies in Wanzi Country still thought that Zhang Fan would humbly come to them in a few days. As a result, Zhang Fan now led a team to pick up people at Chasu Airport.

Usually, Zhang Fan doesn't take the initiative to pick up many people. Generally, people from cooperative hospitals are all from Lao Chen.

Not this time, Zhang Fan had to go in person, because the dean of the Shuimu Affiliated Hospital personally led the team, and only four academicians came. This shit, Zhang Fan must go to meet him.