Chapter 859 Soft Fried Pork Chops with French Syrup Style

It looked boring, and the whole process was uneventful. The six operations were completed in about two hours. The connection between the surgery was also very smooth, giving Mu Tao the feeling that Zheng Ren moved the set from Pengxi Township to the 912 Hospital.

It was a bit hasty to do so.

However, the young doctors in Zheng Ren's group are obviously very comfortable, and they are already very familiar with this kind of operation and well-trained.

After ten o'clock, the operation was over and everyone left the stage.

Zheng Ren started rounds.

Looking at the increasingly long line behind, Zheng Ren and his treatment team had grown vigorously to a certain extent without noticing it. But he didn't realize it yet, he just kept his head buried and rushed forward.

The patients were stable after the operation, and two patients even tried to withdraw the ECG monitoring.

This request was directly rejected by Zheng Ren.

Are you kidding me? Although I have a good idea about the operation I performed, I am also afraid of accidents. Monitor it first, at least 6-12 hours after the operation.

If there is a contingency, it can also avoid the tragedy of the patient's hemorrhagic shock as if falling asleep, which eventually leads to the death of the patient.

As a doctor, there is always a tendency to have some obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it is also a pessimistic obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In everything, always think of the worst possibility.

The older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous they are.

Walking out of the ward, I glanced at the time, it was almost 11 o'clock.

"Old Mu, have a bite to eat, come back to work in the afternoon." Zheng Ren said.

Mu Tao is fine, anyway, he always has to eat at noon, so it's not too late to learn TIPS surgery.

Su Yun didn't find a particularly good place. It is said that Chang Yue and Xiao Yiren tried it. There is a fly restaurant around the hospital, and the Northeast cuisine is very authentic.

Zheng Ren, Su Yun, Mu Tao and the professor changed their clothes and went to have lunch. Because of Mu Tao's presence, Chang Yue and Xiao Yiren were not familiar with him, so they refused to go together.

Although Su Yun had never been here before, according to Chang Yue's instructions, he quickly found this restaurant.

"Old Mu, have you ever eaten Northeast cuisine?" Su Yun asked.

"I've eaten it a few times, and I think it's okay." Mu Tao doesn't like Northeast cuisine. He often eats Cantonese cuisine and Hunan cuisine from his hometown in Pengcheng.

But it's okay to eat it once in a while.

"Looking at your expression, I knew you must have eaten fake Northeast cuisine." A mocking smile emerged from the corner of Su Yun's mouth, "Northeast cuisine, the most famous one is pot-packed pork."

"Well, I have tasted it." Mu Tao said: "Sweet and sour, and a little crunchy."

"It's been said that what you eat is fake. Let me ask you, doesn't the pot-packed meat sound like dirt? Do you know what it was called when there was first pot-packed meat?"

"..." Mu Tao shook his head.

"Harbin, also known as Oriental Little Paris. Guobaorou originated in Harbin and became famous all over the world. The earliest, Guobaorou was called French syrup style soft fried pork chops."

"French syrup-style soft fried pork chops?" Zheng Ren was stunned.

As an authentic Northeasterner, he had never heard of this name. This guy Su Yun can really make things up.

"Is it called this name? It sounds a lot more high-end and grand?" Su Yun laughed and entered the restaurant.

Just before lunch time, there was only one table of guests sitting here.

The proprietress brought the menu and greeted him attentively.

"In the Northeast, the one who wears a mink can chop garlic, so it can only be the old girl. Only the woman who can cook the meat in the pot can be the eldest brother's woman." Su Yun babbled nonsense while ordering.

Pork stewed vermicelli, pot-packed meat, pickled vegetable powder, Northeast rice noodles, Su Yun casually ordered a few dishes, and directly ordered rice.

In the afternoon, I will see patients in the general surgery department and gastroenterology department. In addition, the interventional patients will be discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow, and new patients will be contacted.

The work has entered the process, and there must be more and more work. The work meal at noon is just a simple bite.

Besides, Mu Tao didn't drink, and Su Yun didn't bother to eat with him for too long.

While waiting for the food, the professor took out a small portable notebook in his hand and began to mutter.

"Fugui, what are you doing?" Su Yun asked.

"Learn Chinese characters." The professor said, "It's very difficult to write, and it takes a lot of effort."

"If you want to learn Chinese characters, you need to start from Shuowen Jiezi," Zheng Ren said.

"Don't listen to the boss. If you start with that book "Shu Wen Jie Zi", you are guaranteed to reach the threshold within a year." Su Yun directly denied Zheng Ren's statement.

Mu Tao thought these people were really interesting. Professor Rudolf Wagner was a famous name, and he knew it early on. Unexpectedly, when we met, it turned out to be a German with a taste of northeast China.

Now you still have to learn to write Chinese characters? For Professor Rudolf Wagner, it seems useless. There is no need for him to write medical records here.

"Well, I know." Professor Rudolf Wagner obviously has his own ideas, "Chang Yue told me that Chinese characters need to understand the artistic conception in them. And I don't want to learn too much. It is really difficult to learn cuneiform. Ah. As long as you can understand medical records, this level is enough."

"Listen to Chang Yue, you are guaranteed to be demoted." Su Yun sneered and said.

Chang Yue is not here, so I will just say a word.

If it was there, Su Yun would not dare to say these words.

The professor just smiled and did not refute Su Yun's words.

Seeing his appearance, Su Yun took the small book in the professor's hand, found two words, and asked, "Look at these two words, what is their artistic conception?"

Professor Rudolf Wagner thought for a while and said: "On a quiet night, I stayed in a corner by myself, and the bright moonlight shone around me. It reminded me of the moon and the stars in the sky, shining Brighten my inner morality."

"Stop!" Su Yun hurriedly told the professor to shut up, really afraid that this guy would bring up other things about religious belief.

I usually hate the professor for a few words, and then I hate him. But when it comes to this aspect, Su Yun doesn't hate him, he feels uncomfortable. But it's really annoying, that's the professor's bottom line.

Therefore, it is best not to get involved, so as not to get everyone down.

It makes sense for Su Yun to hate others, nothing happened.

Su Yun sneered, and asked, "Is this how you learn Chinese and Chinese characters? I'd say it's unreliable."

"What word?" Zheng Ren asked curiously.

"Boss, guess what word can make Fuguier feel the frosty moonlight around him, and make him feel the morality in his heart?"

Mu Tao looked at Su Yun, and based on his understanding of Su Yun... this guy must have set a trap, waiting to be baited.

"Is such a romantic word?" Zheng Ren heard Su Yun's description, and suddenly thought that if he had the opportunity to take Xiao Yiren for a walk under the moon, it seemed to be a great idea.

The moonlight shines on her body, bright and flawless, how beautiful the world is...

"Hello!" Seeing Zheng Ren in a daze, Su Yun immediately said, "I'm asking you something."

"I don't know." Zheng Ren didn't want to bother, and said directly.

"Bladder." Su Yun said expressionlessly.

"Pfft..." Mu Tao laughed directly.