738 screwed up

Style: Romance Author: Zang FushengWords: 3110Update Time: 24/01/18 18:16:30
There are different ways of eating mutton in many places. There is even a place that treats this stuff as a great supplement and only eats it in winter. When Zhang Fan was in Magic City, his dear senior brother invited Zhang Fan to dinner.

At that time, a mutton dish was served, braised in brown sauce. Zhang Fan felt that a dish of braised mutton ruined the entire table. But seeing Senior Brother eating deliciously, Zhang Fan felt pitiful for Senior Brother.

Last time the master came to the border to help with boxing, Zhang Fan made a special dish of water mutton. The master almost cried after eating it.

Generally speaking, the mutton in the northern part of the border is not as delicious as the one in the southern part of the border. When many people travel to the grassland, the tour guide will have a meal without touching his lips, drinking Nongfu Spring and eating winter, spring and summer grass. , in fact, that’s it.

Because there are so many aquatic plants, the sheep gain weight quickly, and they always taste like water. Really good mutton is actually the kind of mutton grown with difficulty on the salt-alkali wasteland. It is truly delicious.

Before Zhang Fan could be happy when he became the hospital manager, he was assigned by Ouyang to go to a remote area for free clinic. In a small village near the desert, Zhang Fan ate the best mutton he had ever eaten in his life.

That mutton doesn't need any other seasonings, such as star anise, cinnamon, angelica and codonopsis. Sometimes Zhang Fan also thinks about putting so many seasonings in it. Even if he puts a stone in it and cooks it, it will probably taste good.

For the mutton at that time, the old man sprinkled a handful of green salt, and then didn't add anything. After it was simmered over low heat, the soup was as clear as water. He sprinkled some chopped green onion and some coriander. Oh my god, that soup tastes great. , can’t even be said, it makes people drool when I say it.

Moreover, how to describe the meat? First of all, it is not smelly, and it is a mixture of fat and lean. When you take a bite, the fat is wrapped around the protein, and the aroma rushes left and right between the mouthpieces. You don't have to bite hard, it feels like your tongue can crush the meat.

This is seriously good mutton.

The mutton given to Chasu Hospital this time was considered second-class, prairie sheep. This kind of mutton, how should I put it, lacks a bit of the unique taste of the salt-alkali land, and the aroma is not that rich, but it is more tender and smooth. But this mutton, for the old man and old lady who grew up in Qingniao, it is already quite good. .

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

Mutton in clear soup, one bite of meat and one bite of non-spicy skin from the border area. Really, the simpler the way to eat it, the more memorable it is.

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

After eating the meat and taking a sip of the soup, I really feel like life is enough.

"Hey, I can't eat anymore." 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 came here and now I feel addicted to eating meat. I always found fish and meat delicious before, but when I came to the border, I realized that to enjoy the food, I still have to eat beef and mutton."

After eating, Zhang Fan finalized the old man's recent appointment at Chasu Hospital. The old man didn't want to go at first, but he couldn't resist Zhang Fan's stubbornness. Because many times, this bastard doesn't listen to the old man.

It makes the old man feel that his son has grown up and I am finished. But when Zhang Fan really needed the old man's help, although the old man seemed coy and unwilling to agree, it actually made Zhang Fan feel that the old man was still very important.

In the evening, Shao Hua took a shower early. She estimated that she should ovulate at 12 o'clock tonight. Of course, she did not ask the hospital's obstetrician and gynecologist for this calculation, but calculated it by herself while reading 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 will replenish it or not, but Zhang Fan's legs are weak anyway. "Can't you sleep well? I feel like you also have your menstrual period. There are always a few days a month where you have to work extra hard to read."

After comforting Shao Hua, Zhang Fan secretly got out of bed and wanted to go to the study to read. Because during the competition these days, Zhang Fan took the time to take a test in the system, but he failed in endocrinology again. He didn't even know where it was hanging. He didn't even know where it was hanging.

Endocrinology is too difficult, and Zhang Fan is too untalented in internal medicine. In the past, at this moment, Shao Hua was as sleepy as a kitten. But today, Shao Hua's eyes were as bright as an old cat's.

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

"I think this time is different!" Shao Hua leaned against Zhang Fan and got into Zhang Fan's bed.

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

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

"Uh!" Only then did Zhang Fan understand what Shao Hua said, and sighed in his heart, you have confirmed something that even the medical experts in the world are not sure about!

"You can't decide this easily. You have to study it carefully. After you finish it, read the Book of Songs or something. Don't be in a hurry. By the way, are you going to the farm tomorrow?"

Zhang Fan quickly changed the topic. If this guy really talked about names, one night wouldn't be enough.

"Well, in the farm, other people's lavender can't be sold, so everyone comes home again. Hey, don't worry, we have been neighbors for many years, don't care, sometimes people hate me and grit my teeth."

"Hey, boss Shao can take care of the matter no matter how big it is. After all, the folks in the village can't take care of it, so don't make it difficult. Come and lie down, and I'll give you a massage!" Zhang Fan said one sentence after another, in a fragmented manner. Chatting made Shao Hua unable to concentrate on one thing.

Then he started massaging, starting with the brain first. Slowly, Zhang Fan slowly started massaging. Within ten minutes, Shao Hua fell asleep.

Zhang Fan looked at Shao Hua, who was sleeping soundly, and sighed in his heart, the rehabilitative massage learned in the Nima system turns out to be most useful for coaxing women to sleep!

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

Do you think it's not good to just be a doctor? Okay, but Zhang Fan is unwilling to give in. Just like many people, grilled mutton skewers are the best late-night snack when you have no money. But now that you have money, you can't have a hot plate. Burning prawns?

The truth is actually the same.

If he was just performing surgeries and managing the hospital, Zhang Fan wouldn't actually find it so difficult, but after he clicked on the internal medicine system.

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

It's not as smooth as satin like when I was in surgery. Others didn't know what they would do when they encountered this situation. When Zhang Fan encountered this situation, he felt that this thing still lacked the disk, and it would be mellow if it had more disks.

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 then started to eat with peace of mind.



Monday, Faculty meeting. In Lao Huang's time, the hospital's executive meeting was held twice a week. I don't know if there were many major events at that time. But after Ouyang took charge, the executive meeting was held once a week.

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

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

But this time it won’t work if we don’t have a meeting.

Because Li Cunhou and Zhao Yanfang had hooked up with Shuimu to the point of tea, they were here today. Zhang Fan didn't know what to say. He originally thought that Shuimu would be the atmosphere team to scare Maran Ziguo.

This is what I did...

"The essence of the struggle is still to unite, but look at what you did, saying that the heads are familiar and easy to communicate with. The heads are so familiar. If you go down with the stick, you will kill them directly. What will you do next?"

When there was no meeting, Ouyang was in Zhang Fan's office, complaining that Zhang Fan didn't explain things properly at that time.

Zhang Fan regrets it now. Think about it, one is an academician, the other is a closed disciple of the academician, and a female doctor can name someone in the field of transplantation. Is this someone who can play tricks on negotiations? Really messed up.

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

But it's too late now. The first flight arrived at Chasu this morning, and she didn't even say hello beforehand. She made a phone call on the plane, and then her phone was turned off, which meant she was already on the way.

"Hey, let's receive them first. It's better to scare Maran Ziguo!" Zhang Fan said awkwardly.

"It's easy to ask the gods, but it's difficult to send them to the gods. Do you think Shuimu is so busy here that you can fool him away with a few words? You just wait to be cut off."

It's okay to contact Shuimu, and it's okay to get an advantage, but Ouyang doesn't want to suffer a loss.

Human nature is like this. After living in hardship for most of her life, she finally became rich and let others take advantage. It was actually the same as killing her.

"Come on, can they really eat me? Okay, Ouyuan, hurry up and convene a meeting."



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

"No!"

"Keda-kun, don't worry, the Chinese 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 medicine for our big pill country.

Their experiments will be stopped, but these doctors in our Big Ball Country are really scum, and they don’t even act together with us! "

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

Normally, Zhang Fan doesn't take the initiative to pick up people many times. Generally, people from cooperative hospitals go to Lao Chen.

This time it didn't work, Zhang Fan had to go in person, because the director of Shuimu Affiliated Hospital personally led a team, and there were four academicians alone. Damn it, Zhang Fan must go and greet it.