Section Chief Zou returned to the ward. Today was a difficult day for him. I didn’t eat all day yesterday, and because of the doctor’s instructions, I can’t eat today.
Because I lost fluids, I was not hungry, but my anus hurt. Burning pain. My stomach also hurts, as if someone had pulled my intestines with their hands.
"Zhang Yuan, are you coming tonight?" Wang Hong from the Department of Gastroenterology asked after Section Chief Zou saw him off.
"Come. How can I be absent from such a strange patient?" Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"Haha, I guess you will come too. Take me for a ride home later. It's hard to take a taxi. Go back and take some time to rest. I have to see the director for a colonoscopy in the evening."
"Okay!" Zhang Fan agreed. Although Wang Hong's husband is also a civil servant with a promising future, Wang Hong is not a sweet girl, and she works very hard herself.
Although he is not particularly outstanding technically, he is still very active in working overtime and participating in various hospital affairs. Zhang Fan specially gave Wang Hong a ride after get off work.
"Zhang Yuan, please find time to have a meal. My husband always says that he wants to get in touch with the youngest leader of our hospital." Wang Hong said very straightforwardly.
"Okay! But you also know that in our industry, it is really difficult to find free time." Zhang Fan was a little resistant.
"Yes, this weekend. I looked at the leader's duty list. Your leader is not on duty this weekend."
"If I don't go to the bird market, I'll treat you two to dinner." Zhang Fan, a colleague from the same unit, didn't refuse directly, but he didn't agree either. He didn't like Wang Hong's personality very much and thought it was too utilitarian.
After seeing Wang Hong off, Zhang Fan smelled the smell of rice when he returned home.
To be honest, Border Rice, just like Sanchuan or Peidu Hot Pot, has become a province’s food business card. Moreover, there are different cooking methods in the north and south of the border area, and each has its own unique tricks.
Of course, there is no distinction between the northern and southern territories, which one has better pilaf.
With the bird market as the center, the cooking methods of the northern and southern borders are different. The approach of the bird market can be regarded as combining the characteristics of northern and southern Xinjiang.
Chasu is considered northern Xinjiang, and the pilaf here is also very delicious, and the preparation is also more exquisite.
The rice must be from the local Chasu in the border area. The grains are crystal clear. It should be soaked in water three or four hours in advance before eating.
Heat oil in a pan. When the oil temperature is appropriate, put the chopped lamb tail oil into the pan, melt it, and then add the lamb. It is best for this mutton to be both fat and lean, with bones and tendons attached.
Stir-fry until the meat is fragrant, add the sliced carrots and the sweet and spicy Pi Yazi into the pot, and continue to stir-fry. When the skin is soft and the carrots are soaked in oil, add the rice that has absorbed enough water.
Spread it evenly, making sure the rice is evenly spread over the meat. Cannot be mixed together. A qualified tea vegetarian wife will definitely be able to make good pilaf.
When the bed is covered with rice, then gently pour boiling water along the edge of the pot. The amount of water is very critical. If there is less water, the rice meat will stick to the pot and become burnt. If there is too much water, the rice will become porridge. It must be just right.
Then cover the pot and wait for the meat in the lower layer to heat up and steam the rice, and the pilaf mixed with the aroma of rice and meat will be out of the pot.
The broth has turned into a coating for the rice. The highest level of pilaf is when the rice grains are clear and wrapped in broth, the meat is cooked but not burnt, and there is not a trace of oil or water on the bottom of the pot.
The half-filled pans of fried rice on the street are all meant to fool outsiders. Just a few bites of rice will make people have no desire to eat rice anymore. Too much oil.
Shao Hua's other meals were average and could barely be seen through, but she cooked this pilaf better than her mother. When Zhang Fan smelled such fragrant rice, he knew that Shao Hua was cooking today.
"You're back! Have you been waiting at the door for a long time? When you smelled the fragrance, you opened the door and came in. As soon as I opened the lid of the pot, you came in." Shao Hua smiled and talked to Zhang Fan in the kitchen.
"Haha, yes, the smell has spread to the first floor."
"Hurry up and eat, old man, turn off the TV. You are almost good at playing Huan Zhu Ge Ge!" For some reason, the old lady just can't see the old man watching Huan Zhu Ge Ge.
Zhang Fan usually eats mutton, unless he has too many surgeries and is too tired, and he is very hungry and has nothing else to eat. He rarely misses mutton, but he does like to eat Shao Hua's pilaf.
The main reason is that Shao Hua's quality is high, the mutton does not have any smell, and the water and oil are well controlled, and it is not greasy. The meat is also well selected, and the more you chew, the more crunchy and fragrant it becomes.
Zhang Fan was holding a big plate and eating two plates at a time. "I have to take a nap after eating. I have to go to the hospital tonight." Zhang Fan chatted with Shao Hua while eating.
The old couple listened with open ears. The old couple were neither right nor wrong, and as long as Zhang Fan didn't talk, they rarely inquired.
"Then eat more. How about it? Does it taste good?"
"It smells so good!" Zhang Fan is telling the truth!
After eating and drinking enough, Zhang Fan fell asleep contentedly. A surgeon must work like a dog and sleep like a pig. After waking up, Zhang Fan looked at his phone and saw that it was almost twelve o'clock. He quietly went out to put on his shoes and prepare to go out.
As a result, Shao Hua’s mother was still awake. “Take the water glass and drink some tea on the way.”
Many doctors have come to the gastroenterology department of the hospital. "Wait a minute, we will start the colonoscopy after twelve o'clock. Night to early morning is the time when the parasites ovulate. Usually the parasites will move from the intestines to the anus at this time."
The director of the gastroenterology department said something to Zhang Fan. "Okay, just wait a moment."
When the time passed twelve o'clock, the gastroenterologist began to prepare for the colonoscopy. Section Chief Zou, who was lying on his side on the examination bed, was like an orphan, almost trembling.
"Don't be afraid, take a deep breath, take a deep breath!" The director of the gastroenterology department guided Chief Zou to breathe as he began to enter. Looking at Chief Zou's tight anus, Zhang Fan couldn't help but lift his levator ani muscle.
Entering, entering little by little, rotating, the director of the gastroenterology department rotated the camera as if driving a car.
When I just passed the colon, a long worm appeared in front of me.
"Look, look! That's it, that's it, oh my god, such a long worm." The director of the gastroenterology department's voice became much shriller.
She has been practicing medicine for many years, and she has seen many intestinal parasites. She has even seen intestinal obstruction caused by too many parasites. However, this is the first time she has seen such long worms.
The director of the gastroenterology department kept adjusting the lens, and finally placed the bug in the middle of the monitor.
On the monitor, a parasite about one meter long was slowly moving toward the upper end of the large intestine.
The pink body is like a part of the intestines, and the fleshy body is only slightly thinner than chopsticks. It squirms slowly in jerks and jerks, really like a long rice noodle or thick vermicelli being swallowed whole into the intestines.
The originally cute pink color on its body made people feel extremely disgusting. Wang Hong looked at the squirming pink rice noodles on the monitor and unconsciously pinched her throat with her hands.
"Cut! Director, clip it!" Some young doctor couldn't help but said.
"No, the position is elevated and the biopsy forceps cannot be clamped. This insect is similar to an earthworm. If the body is pinched, it can heal itself. It must be completely clamped out."
"Then what should I do? It's about to enter the small intestine!" Probably due to the stimulation of the colonoscope, the worm's peristalsis accelerated visibly to the naked eye. The mouthparts clearly visible at the tail open and close, as if to laugh again: I have changed places!
