"Damn it, this doctor really can't do his job any longer, so he might as well resign and go barbeque!"
In the director's office, Dong Bo, who was drinking tea with Zhao Sheng, became more and more angry as he thought about it, and couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
It was precisely because he saw Dong Bo in a bad mood that Zhao Sheng pulled him into his office to drink tea.
"Old Dong, don't get angry. Come on, I'll give you some good tea. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't drink it at all."
Zhao Sheng made a cup of the treasured ancient tree Icelandic tea and comforted Dong Bo.
Dong Bo was always older than him and could bear it better. If it were him, he would not be able to bear it right then and there.
"What kind of tea is this? It smells delicious."
Dong Bo nodded, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"This tea is very good. You kid will really enjoy it."
After drinking good tea, Dong Bo felt much better.
"This is authentic ancient tree Pu'er Icelandic tea. It is collected by the teacher. This is it. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be willing to take it out and drink it."
Zhao Sheng smiled and said.
"Dean, all this inventory has been cleaned up by you."
Dong Bo also smiled when he heard this, took another sip of tea and said.
"I have a classmate who specializes in ophthalmology. Just last month, he was cut by a patient. He probably won't be able to hold a scalpel in the future."
"In comparison, I am considered lucky. At any rate, something does happen. If something does happen, I'm afraid I will be hacked to death by the patient's family or something."
After a pause, Dong Bo showed some black humor again.
"Old Dong, you are talking about Dr. Cui, right? It is indeed a pity. His eye surgery level is ranked within the top ten even in Zhongdu."
Zhao Sheng nodded.
An authoritative ophthalmologist was seriously injured by a patient for inexplicable reasons. This incident is really funny and bitter.
"The man who hacked Lao Cui was born with high myopia. When he found Lao Cui, he was almost blind. Lao Cui found a way to perform surgery on him and reduced a lot of medical expenses."
"But this person still felt that Lao Cui's surgery was not done well and that he had not fully recovered his eyesight, so he took revenge and killed someone."
Dong Bo said very sadly.
"I heard a Zen master say that the Bodhisattva uses boundless love to save all sentient beings, but the sentient beings use greed, anger, ignorance, doubt and pride, use the five poisons, and use knives and spears to save the Bodhisattva."
"So I wonder if sometimes we are too arrogant, thinking that with a little bit of technology and level, we can save lives and save all sentient beings."
"Actually, we are just mortal bodies. We are not angels in white who save lives and heal the wounded, nor are we good Bodhisattvas who can cure all diseases. We are just ordinary people with some skills."
Zhao Sheng thought for a while and said with emotion.
"Your level is a bit high."
Zhao Sheng's words made Dong Bo's heart skip a beat, as if they woke him up. Although the words were very plain, they had a deafening feeling.
"You're right. Sometimes we are too arrogant and think that we have some skills, as if we can do anything."
After a pause, Dong Bo nodded again and said in agreement.
"Sometimes you don't need to place the doctor's position too high. Doctors are also ordinary people."
Zhao Sheng said.
He had wanted to say this for a long time. Doctors must have certain professional ethics, and their moral standards should indeed be higher than those of ordinary people.
But there is really no need to make doctors work for three days and three nights, exhausted at work, vomiting blood, elderly people at home sick, or children with fevers, unable to be cared for, and make them the highlight of publicity.
It is impossible for the doctor's family to come out and say something that sounds very touching, such as, "I understand him, I support him, and I am at home."
There is no touching or understanding in reality, only trivial matters and family strife.
As a doctor, I should give my dedication and work overtime, but the treatment you should give me and the rest you should give me can't be just a matter of saving lives and healing the wounded, right? !
At this moment, a guy wearing a [Lancet BBQ] uniform came in carrying a large takeout paper bag.
As soon as he saw Dong Bo, the little brother said hello: "Teacher Dong."
"Put your things here."
Dong Bo nodded to the barbecue guy.
The boy put the bag on the coffee table, then turned and left.
"You treat me to tea, and I can only treat you to barbecue."
Dong Bo opened the bag, smiled and said to Zhao Sheng.
It was already past seven o'clock in the evening. Zhao Sheng and Dong Bo happened to have no time to eat dinner because they were undergoing surgery. It was just right to have barbecue now.
Just because I'm on duty in the hospital, I can't have a little drink, otherwise it would be even more perfect.
"Boy, so many!"
Zhao Sheng looked at the inside of this big paper bag. It was full of hard goods for barbecue, such as roasted heart tubes, roasted lamb legs, roasted beef, etc. The big paper bag was bulging.
"Old Dong, you are not afraid of being high after eating so much!"
After a pause, Zhao Sheng said again.
This bulging bag may have emptied the barbecue restaurant's hard inventory.
"Three tall guys, if you are in a bad mood today, you have to eat and drink hard until you die."
Dong Bo said angrily. After saying that, he picked up a bunch of grilled heart tubes and took a big bite to vent his anger.
"Mood is the best way to maintain health."
After a pause, Dong Bo said again.
"Where did you hire the barbecue chef for this store? This tastes good."
Zhao Sheng looked at Dong Bo like this and smiled. He picked up a piece of grilled chicken wing and took a bite. Well, it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. The most important thing was that it was very tasty. When he took a bite, it was full of juicy meat.
"Are you still short of shareholders? How about I also take a share?"
After a pause, Zhao Sheng said again.
"There is always a shortage of shareholders. Are you going to live with a rich woman or become a son-in-law?"
Dong Bo looked at Zhao Sheng with some confusion and said.
He roughly knew Zhao Sheng's financial situation, and he also knew about the small apartment he bought before.
"No wonder it was officially announced so quickly. It turned out that he had found a rich woman."
Dong Bo suddenly said again.
"Do you think I look like someone who hangs out with a rich woman? Besides, with our job, do we have time to spend time with a rich woman?"
Zhao Sheng smiled and said.
"Do you know the flower language of the steel ball flower?"
Zhao Sheng smiled mysteriously again and said.
"Steel ball flower? Is there such a flower? And the language of flowers?"
Dong Bo looked confused.
“Patience and wealth.”
Zhao Sheng said with a smile.
"You kid, you still say you don't have this idea, haven't you done a thorough research?"
Dong Bo laughed dumbly. He already knew what a steel ball was, so there was no need to say more.
"Your barbecue does taste fresh. Is there any secret recipe?"
Zhao Sheng took a bite of chicken wings and asked again.
He is indeed very interested in food.
"It's just the real stuff."
Dong Bo said.
When I first opened this barbecue restaurant, I often had surgeries late at night and ate too much late-night snacks, so I wanted to eat something really clean and hygienic, so I opened the restaurant together.
"Okay, as agreed, I'll also invest in one share."
Zhao Sheng nodded.
(End of chapter)
