Chapter 111: Watching the pot and crying while eating (please vote!)
"I'll pick it up." Luo Hao replied calmly.
Yuan Xiaoli looked at Luo Hao with complicated eyes.
"Don't worry, I respect all the teachers." Luo Hao gave Yuan Xiaoli a smile.
“But...but...”
"Director Yuan, don't worry, I will take good care of your senior brother." Luo Hao smiled and said, "Do you have any photos? Let me take a look."
"Luo..."
Yuan Xiaoli hesitated He looked up, his eyes twinkling.
"Director Yuan, don't overcomplicate things." Luo Hao smiled, "Your senior brother is here to communicate. If it's not convenient for you, I'll pick him up. Don't worry. I have plenty to pick you up. Experience."
Seeing that Yuan Xiaoli wanted to speak, Luo Hao patted his head gently.
"Rest, Director Yuan. If you cooperate and recover quickly, you can be transferred out today and you can have surgery within a week."
After hearing the words "surgery," Yuan Xiaoli finally stopped struggling.
He took out his cell phone and said with some embarrassment, "My senior brother is here mainly because..."
"I understand, it's okay." Luo Hao smiled slightly.
Yuan Xiaoli was startled for a moment, and then he remembered who didn’t have a teacher, who wasn’t a disciple of a famous and upright family?
His boss is in the United States, but any boss behind Luo Hao can bring out more energy than his own boss.
Forget it.
Give Luo Hao his senior brother’s contact information and send him a photo.
Fan Dongkai is easy to recognize. His unibrow is simply an iconic "architecture", comparable to the Chinese Statue in the Imperial Capital and the Oriental Pearl Tower in the Magic Capital.
"Okay, Director Yuan, don't worry." Luo Hao patted Yuan Xiaoli again, as if coaxing his pet dog, "Have a good rest and return to the operating room early."
Yuan Xiaoli reluctantly finished explaining to Luo Hao, and wanted to use his mobile phone to say a few words, but he couldn't bear it mentally. He wanted to close his eyes and rest for a few seconds, but a slight snoring sound was heard immediately.
Seeing that Yuan Xiaoli fell asleep again after waking up, and various indicators had recovered, Luo Hao looked at the time, changed clothes and left EICU to pick up people at the airport.
Not knowing whether Teacher Fan Dongkai would resist or not, Luo Hao looked at the system panel sadly and got into the car.
Starting the mark 307, Luo Hao subconsciously stepped on the accelerator.
“Roar~~~”
The big bull engine is roaring.
All unhappiness seemed to disappear with the roar of the engine.
This is one of the ways Luo Hao has used to decompress himself over the years.
However, Luo Hao just stepped on the accelerator, so he would not really go racing on the road and harm others and himself.
Driving on the airport expressway, Luo Hao saw that there was still time and the speed was not fast, so he hurried over slowly.
Arriving at the airport, Luo Hao happened to hear the announcement.
There are not many international flights in the provincial capital, and there are not many people picking them up. Not long after, Luo Hao saw Fan Dongkai walking out with two suitcases.
"Hello, Teacher Fan." Luo Hao came up to greet him, bowed slightly, and said politely.
"Who are you?" Fan Dongkai's eyebrows turned into an "eight" shape.
"I am a colleague of Director Yuan. Director Yuan is sick, so I volunteered to pick you up."
"Sick? I called him before getting on the plane yesterday and everything was fine!" Fan Dongkai was a little unhappy.
Nothing happened yesterday. He got sick when he flew to the provincial capital by plane. Who would believe it if there was nothing fishy about it.
Luo Hao briefly talked about Yuan Xiaoli's condition.
Fan Dongkai’s eyebrows turned into a “√” shape, his face full of surprise. However, his facial expressions have long been hidden by his eyebrows, and only his unibrow vividly tells his mood.
Everything is written on the face... written on the eyebrows.
"Is the diagnosis accurate?"
"It should be accurate. Teacher Fan can go to EICU to see Director Yuan first."
Fan Dongkai said with a sullen face, "This is a broken medicine box, and my old nose is decayed."
Hearing Fan Dongkai’s accent, Luo Hao smiled.
The pure Northeastern accent has not been corrected from Hungary to the United Kingdom to the United States.
"Teacher Fan, Director Yuan is not Jing Yin'er's, really not."
"???" Fan Dongkai felt a sense of familiarity coming over him.
“Little guy, your emotional intelligence is quite high.” Fan Dongkai was extremely satisfied.
"In fact, Director Yuan's condition has improved. I saw him wake up at 4 o'clock in the morning..."
Luo Hao also mentioned that Yuan Xiaoli had to come to pick up the plane at 4 o'clock in the morning. After saying it again, he showed Fan Dongkai the test report.
"The indicators are improving, the drowsiness has also improved, and now there are no mental symptoms during the physical examination."
"I suggest that Director Yuan should be more emotionally stable. Eat a meal and rest first. I think you are suffering from jet lag. Director Yuan is almost ready to be discharged from the hospital.”
“Okay.”
The key is that the young doctor in front of me exudes kindness and warmth when he raises his hands and feet, which really makes people feel happy and healthy.
To be honest, Fan Dongkai had the idea of accepting him as his student.
The good impression of meeting him was an opportunity, and he was given a road to heaven.
"Teacher Fan, please come this way." Luo Hao brought Fan Dongkai to the parking lot.
Luo Hao opened the rear door and looked back to see Fan Dongkai looking up and down at his 307.
"Teacher Fan."
"Your car is a bit weird." Fan Dongkai looked at the sign 307 in confusion.
"What's wrong?"
"Width: 2098mm; height to windshield: 1136mm. Does your car look bigger than the 307?" Fan Dongkai asked doubtfully.
“…”
Luo Hao was startled.
He has never seen anyone who can tell that his car is special. For example, Boss Chai can tell that this car is special at a glance.
Unexpectedly, Fan Dongkai could also see it.
Visibility is extremely important for surgery, but many people are not at that level and cannot appreciate it.
Luo Hao has a new understanding of Fan Dongkai.
"It's modified, isn't it said that domestic car modifications require approval? I didn't expect you to be willing to do this." Fan Dongkai is obviously not interested in cars, unlike the coal boss.
After looking at it for a few times, he did not sit in the back seat. Instead, he opened the passenger seat and got in.
"It's quite low-key. It's said that doctors in China have a hard time, but I really didn't expect that life would be so hard. You have to be so low-key when buying a car, tsk tsk."
"Fortunately, Fortunately, I'll make do with it. My parents didn't know much at the time and didn't know how to take the shortcut." Luo Hao got in the car and said with a smile, "For the exam, there are thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge, and then there are regulations and training. It’s so annoying.”
“Hahaha.”
Speaking of this, Fan Dongkai was very proud, laughing, and his eyebrows turned into "√".
“I heard from Director Yuan that you studied as an undergraduate in Hungary. I heard this from a teacher.”
"Few people in China know this path." Fan Dongkai said proudly, "However, a bachelor's degree alone is not enough. For doctors, academic qualifications are always just a certificate. What can really go further is not a small notebook."
"Yes, Teacher Fan has really good eyesight. My car has been specially modified to have a visual contrast effect. Ordinary people can't tell that it is a little bigger than the ordinary 307."
Fan Dongkai's The eyebrows were raised, and the tail of √ was swung into the hairline.
“Especially for interventional doctors like us, the micro guidewire is only a few tenths of a millimeter, and it is also affected by blood turbulence.
If you enter a large artery, dozens of micro guidewires can be passed side by side. Damn it, it's not difficult, and it doesn't require eyesight, just poke in with your eyes closed
But if you choose super-selected grade 3 or 4 blood vessels with right angles and spiral curves, every detail is important.
Your talent is so awesome! "
Luo Hao said, started the 307, pulled down the handbrake, glanced sideways at Fan Dongkai, and said sincerely, "Your talent is amazing. No wonder Director Yuan always said that he was practicing surgery through hard work. The skills that come out, his senior brother, you are talented. ”
“Wow hahahaha~” Fan Dongkai laughed heartily as he was scratched.
Flattery also requires a level of skill. If you can’t perform surgery to a certain level, you don’t know how to flatter.< br>
Luo Hao's shot was appropriate, and it happened to be where Fan Dongkai was most proud.
Coupled with Luo Hao's superb acting skills and the sincerity in his eyes, Fan Dongkai even read a trace of well-hidden envy, jealousy and even hatred.
"You are also very good. At your age, I don't have as much knowledge as you." Fan Dongkai reciprocated and praised.
"Teacher Fan, I heard that you are in charge of a project at Princeton, which is about maxillofacial hemangiomas. How much does surgery cost?"
"A lot, not much, I really want to do it. We still have to go to India for similar research and surgery,” Fan Dongkai said, “I’ll go there in a while, are you interested?”
"Oh?" Luo Hao's expression changed and he glanced at the system panel.
The lucky value is 56+2, which is brilliant.
Two people got sick in the medical team one after another. Although Cui Mingyu's operation volume was still increasing, Luo Hao knew that Lao Cui was already gritting his teeth and performing operations, and he could be regarded as a model of treating diseases and saving lives.
Yuan Xiaoli needs to rest for at least some time.
Before the surgery was completed, there was an invisible but real chasm that Luo Hao could not cross.
But the India Fan Dongkai talked about invisibly pointed the way to Luo Hao.
"Teacher Fan, can I really go?"
"Is there anything I can't do?" Fan Dongkai said proudly, "Poko has a new micro guidewire project in India. There are a lot of patients in Phase 3 and 4 clinicals. There is no need to write medical records, just do the surgery! If something goes wrong, Poko will be responsible for the aftermath."
"..."
Luo Hao knows India. It can be regarded as a center of disregard for human life. The clinical trials of major pharmaceutical companies are basically located in India, so no one is really serious about making generic drugs.
Otherwise, with the appearance of capitalists, many yarns in India can produce generic drugs without restraint? !
Hasn’t there been a py transaction, and everyone has reached a tacitly balanced point?
But Luo Hao didn't expect that he would be so unscrupulous.
But...
"Teacher Fan, I hope you will give me your support."
"Haha, it's useless to talk. At least you can handle part of your surgery." Fan Dongkai became serious now, "Otherwise, it will be in vain. I can't teach you surgery from scratch."
"Yes, I will definitely not disappoint Teacher Fan."
Fan Dongkai was stunned, why did he let himself down?
"Teacher Fan, let's go have some breakfast first." Luo Hao said.
“For breakfast, I am used to having a cup of black tea, bread, butter, oatmeal. It would be better if there is Italian sausage...”
Fan Dongkai started talking about breakfast.
Luo Hao just smiled. When Fan Dongkai finished speaking, Luo Hao sighed, "Teacher Fan, you know that among the five-star hotels in China, only the ones in Imperial City and Magic City are more formal and have American breakfast. For example Talking about Kempinski and the like.”
“It’s really impossible to find one in the provincial capital. I’m really, really sorry.”
Fan Dongkai was very frank when he saw Luo Hao speaking. Frankly saying no, my liking for him increased.
"Just have a bite, and then I'll go back to the hotel and take a rest. By the way, Xiaoli will tell me immediately if there's any news, and I'll rush over. Why is this kid so sick?"
"Okay." Luo Hao drove Fan Dongkai to the city.
When Luo Hao seemed to be chatting about various breakfasts casually, he could already tell what Fan Dongkai liked from the sound of his saliva.
Bullshit American breakfast!
Chinese people would be damned if their stomachs could handle oatmeal bread slices.
That's not for people to eat at all. (Note)
When he arrived at a breakfast restaurant, Luo Hao looked for a place to park his car.
As soon as he glanced around, a car drove out from the door of the breakfast shop, and Luo Hao took advantage of the situation and backed into the parking space.
There were people around like Luo Hao looking for parking spaces. Their luck was not so good and they could only look at it with envy.
"Teacher Fan, please come this way." Luo Hao said with a smile, "This store is famous for its breakfast, but fortunately it's not sesame pancakes, pulp, fried dough sticks, or tofu curd, but chicken cake + leeks. box.”
"Gulu~~~"
Fan Dongkai swallowed with a loud voice.
After entering the house, Fan Dongkai took off his glasses and shook them in his hand.
A piece of glasses cloth was handed over.
"Oh? You take it with you, you are so careful." Fan Dongkai was a little surprised to see Luo Hao not wearing glasses but wearing glasses cloth.
But then Luo Hao handed over the glasses paper from Zeiss.
"..." Fan Dongkai, a man wearing glasses, does not have such complete equipment.
"Teacher Fan, please come this way." After Fan Dongkai finished wiping his glasses, Luo Hao led him in.
The two came to a row of dazzling breakfast stalls. Luo Hao picked up a tray and a plate and handed them to Fan Dongkai.
The bloodline awakens!
Fan Dongkai originally wanted to pretend that he only ate butter and bread.
But the aroma of breakfast had long since dispelled his pretentious thoughts.
They were all from the Northeast, so there was no need for Luo Hao to teach them. Fan Dongkai went straight to the leek box and picked up two bowls of chicken cakes on the way.
The remaining 6 leek boxes were placed on the plate by Fan Dongkai.
Choose another Buluk pickle. Fan Dongkai’s glasses glowed green, and he sat down and started to devour it.
Luo Hao ate quite gracefully. After taking two bites, Luo Hao asked, "Teacher Fan, the Indian noodles..."
"Woooooo~"
Fan Dongkai's mouth was full The box of leeks was completely speechless.
It’s not impossible if I force myself to do it, but I’m afraid I’ll have to spit Luo Hao all over.
Luo Hao could only give up.
The six leek boxes were swept away like a storm.
After eating, Fan Dongkai showed off another bowl of chicken cake.
It’s really fast, much faster than a surgeon eating, Luo Hao thought to himself.
But Fan Dongkai didn't wipe his mouth after eating, but looked at the window furtively.
This store has a transparent kitchen. The master chef is making the leek boxes in front of you, and there are people wrapping them by hand next to you, so you can see everything clearly.
Fan Dongkai's eyes were glowing green, like a wolf that had just been hungry for an unknown number of meals, one hundred and eight times more pitiful than the internet celebrity wolf in Hoh Xil.
"Teacher Fan, do you want more?"
"Yes."
Fan Dongkai just stared at the master's movements, eager to try.
Luo Hao had no choice but to stand up and walk over, took a dinner plate and waited for the master to make the leek box.
"Don't bother me. I can eat standing up." Fan Dongkai came to Luo Hao at some point and stared at the master's hand.
When a leek box came out of the pot, Fan Dongkai picked it up and put it in his mouth.
“It’s hot!” Luo Hao stopped him quickly.
But Fan Dongkai had already begun to eat voraciously, sucking in the air-conditioning while eating, doing a simple cooling down, chewing in two mouthfuls, and then swallowed.
In the blink of an eye, the Leek Box was "annihilated" by Fan Dongkai.
The master chef made a pot of 5 chive boxes, but before they could all be taken out, one was gone.
This speed stunned even the master.
"What are you doing? Get out of the pot quickly!" Fan Dongkai urged, "Hurry up, it will become mushy if it takes too long. Even though it is mushy, it still smells like mushy... Gulu~"
After swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Fan Dongkai's Adam's apple was constantly moving, and the green light in his eyes fell on the leek box like a ray.
I really don’t know how long this person hasn’t eaten. Could it be that he is starving to death? The master is a little scared.
It’s been years since I’ve seen people who died eating leeks from boxes. Don’t you get heartburn?
"Teacher Fan, please slow down." Luo Hao could only advise in a low voice.
Fan Dongkai took another box of freshly cooked leeks and ate it, and his eye circles began to shine.
With tears in his eyes, Fan Dongkai was like a child, whimpering, as if he had met his biological parents whom he had not seen for many years.
The master was dumbfounded and forgot to bake the leek box.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Fan just got off the plane and came back from the United States."
"I'm a little excited to go home."
Luo Hao saw more and more people watching the excitement around him, Moreover, someone had already raised their mobile phone. He was afraid that Fan Dongkai would cause trouble again on the grounds of infringing on his image rights, so he quickly explained.
"Harm!" The master looked at Fan Dongkai's pity and sighed, "Brother, don't worry, I'll brand it for you."
"How hard it is to suffer outside. ”
"The food there is for feeding animals, so how can the chive boxes from my hometown taste as good as that?" Luo Hao explained.
"What about whole wheat bread? My wife eats that stuff to lose weight, as well as oatmeal and the like. I've tried it, but my dog won't eat it." Another master chef agreed.
"It's so pitiful, brother dei, how many years have you not been home?"
Fan Dongkai sobbed and wolfed down his food, raising his hands.
“Five years? That’s a long time.”
But Fan Dongkai held the chopsticks in his right hand to pick up the leek box, which was all in his mouth. Only his left hand could make gestures.
He turned his left hand over again and made a "3" sign.
Fan Dongkai got so excited after eating the leek box that he couldn't even make the simplest "8" sign.
"Eight years." The master chef also said boldly, "Brother dei, go home, go home, and don't suffer the foreign sins. It's delicious! I treat you, brother!!"
< br>It has to be an old family member. If we disagree, we will treat them to dinner.
Fan Dongkai's tears flowed out and fell on the leek box, and the next second they were stuffed into his mouth.
The literary and artistic atmosphere of the wanderers returning home has long been dissipated by the smoke of fireworks. Fan Dongkai guarded the pot table, eating one piece at a time, and more and more people were watching.
Luo Hao lowered his head in embarrassment and dug his toes into the ground.
But Teacher Fan is indeed so pitiful. This is how he was treated at Princeton.
Picking up the phone, Luo Hao made a call.
"Boss Ding, I'm Luo Hao."
"I'm going to the provincial capital today. I'm sorry. Just the barbecue last time will be fine. As for the meat, it must be freshly marinated. You can get it on the way. . ”
“Hard work.”
Luo Hao ordered Fan Dongkai’s staple food and felt relieved.
Don’t say that Fan Dongkai is involved in whether the task can be completed. Whenever you see a passerby in the Northeast guarding the pot stand of the leek box to eat, you have to help him as much as you can.
Luo Hao's only worry now is that Fan Dongkai might rupture his stomach after eating it.
Fan Dongkai stopped after eating 19 boxes of leeks.
He wiped his mouth while wiping his tears.
This was also the first time Luo Hao saw someone wiping his tears and mouth while scanning the QR code to pay, but he was stopped by the master.
“Didn’t you tell me that I would treat you to this meal?” The master glared at Luo Hao with a sideways look.
"Master, I really don't need it."
"I know it's not necessary. You don't need money at first glance. But is this a matter of money? Brother dei has gone home, please have breakfast Isn't it right? Don't pay. If you ask for more money, I'll be in trouble with you!"
Luo Hao had no choice but to bow to the master and express his gratitude again with Fan Dongkai. escape.
It’s such a shame to be thrown into grandma’s house.
Luo Hao never expected that the great expert from the Princeton Interventional Treatment Center would cry after being fed a box of leeks when he returned to China, and he would eat it while guarding the pot.
well.
Luo Hao originally had the idea of going outside to see the world, but when he saw Fan Dongkai's appearance, he became wary.
Luo Hao, who was neither hot nor cold, was afraid of something for the first time.
The kind that comes from the deepest part of the soul.
"Teacher Fan, isn't there a Chinese restaurant over there?" Luo Hao asked.
"Don't talk about Princeton, there is none in the whole of New Jersey. Even if there is one, you can't taste the taste of home if you change places. Do you understand?"
"Yes." Luo Hao said against his will, "Fan Teacher, I will send you to the hotel to have a rest. When you wake up, I will arrange a barbecue for you. Authentic Qishi meat, 90% of the domestic Japanese wagyu is produced in Qishi.”
“… ..."
Fan Dongkai stared straight at those words.
Is this human language?
"It's harmful. It's normal. The Norwegian salmon in China are all produced in Qinghai. Many ingredients...don't talk about it. The reason why Qishi's barbecue is good is because their raw materials are good. You can digest the leek box first and wake you up. Call me."
"Okay."
Luo Hao took out his phone and opened the QR code, "You have WeChat."
"Yes." Fan Dongkai scanned Luo Hao's WeChat account.
WeChat name - Xiaoluo account.
"The little conch whistle blows loudly, and the seagulls spread their wings and fly." Fan Dongkai hummed involuntarily.
Something seemed to be wrong, something strange appeared in Fan Dongkai's mind.
But this weird feeling was instantly washed away by the feeling of fullness in my stomach, which contained 19 boxes of leeks and 2 bowls of chicken cakes.
The blood is supplied to the stomach for digestion as soon as possible. There is also Qishi barbecue in the evening.
Fan Dongkai had heard of it before going abroad, but he didn’t know that Wagyu beef was produced in Qi City.
Be sure to give it a try, Fan Dongkai is already gearing up.
As for what was wrong, Fan Dongkai had no time or blood to think about it.
IQ returns to zero.
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Note: It was dictated by a senior brother who returned to China. Hahaha, he said a lot. If I wrote it out, I would probably get a 404. Probably because they were all feeding animals. I went abroad for a few years and it was extremely hard. I only dreamed of returning home to eat delicious food.
(End of this chapter)