Shao Family Restaurant.

As lively as ever.

The busy flow of people brought by the bustling snack street dispersed and then gathered here after entering the side street.

The tourists and diners are all indistinguishable. Regardless of whether they are in suits or slippers and T-shirts, they all look like they are hungry. They either sit inside or stand at the door to eat quickly.

Boss Shao grasped a large number of small meat skewers with both hands. The front tip was raised, and the back was placed on the iron frame. He only used his little finger and ring finger to hook the iron skewers to turn them. His movements were skillful and elegant.

Compared to the guys, Boss Shao's appeal is stronger.

Thanks to the doctors calling, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to get a seat.

"Boss Shao has really mastered the barbecue." Dr. Zhou looked at Boss Shao and admired while swallowing.

"Last time I asked someone from the orthopedics department for a consultation. I saw them making nails, but they were not as comfortable as Boss Shao's iron picks." Zheng Pei, a senior resident, shook his head and smelled the smell, and also stroked the short beard on his chin with his hand.

"Boss Shao's most classic thing is beef tripe." The resident doctor, whose face was so ordinary that it was hard to remember his name, smiled and said something that no one cared about.

Zuo Liangcai, the attending physician of the same year as Dr. Zhou, said with a mysterious smile: "Let me tell you, the best thing that Boss Shao makes is actually the haggis. Not to mention the haggis soup, the haggis are all delicious.

Especially the sheep’s eye, the smell, I’ll tell you…”

"Delicious?" Zheng Pei became curious.

"That must be delicious." Zuo Liangcai shook his head and said: "It's just that people here in Yunhua don't like to eat haggis, so Boss Shao stopped making it after a while. It happened to be pancreatitis that time.

It must have been the time when he had pancreatitis. After he was hospitalized, he stopped cooking haggis."

"The pancreatitis is caused by eating haggis, right?" Dr. Zhou was deeply suspicious and turned to Ling Ran: "You didn't catch up with Boss Shao's pancreatitis. Yunhua seems to have had a major outbreak of pancreatitis.

I accepted 10 patients a week, and I often performed abdominal surgery with general surgeons. The abdominal surgery you asked about today, I got started immediately."

"Why do you want to accompany a general surgeon to open your abdominal cavity?" Ling Ran was a little surprised.

"There was a big outbreak of pancreatitis, and the general surgeons were too busy, so we just caught young men." Dr. Zhou said with emotion: "I accompanied him and performed 4 surgeries in one day, which was absolutely miserable."

Ling Ran looked at Dr. Zhou, not quite understanding.

Zuo Liangcai coughed twice and said, "By the way, Boss Shao just started putting his hand on his left abdomen."

When he said this, several doctors immediately turned their heads and looked over, all with serious expressions.

"If it's Boss Shao, could it be colitis?" Dr. Zhou spoke slowly and added: "It's possible that he has kidney stones, but he has regular physical examinations and just came out of the hospital, so he won't have kidney stones now.

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Zheng Pei thought while listening, "I just mentioned pancreatitis. Could it be that Boss Shao started overeating again after he came out?"

Dr. Zhou shook his head: "For those who have just been discharged from the hospital, besides, Boss Shao has had pancreatitis once, so you should at least pay attention to it. I guess it won't be a food problem."

"It's hard to say. You have to taste the food made in your own store. He ate such a list in the hospital, and it's still possible that he tasted greasy or unclean oil when he came out."

"Boss Shao is particular about the oil he uses." Zuo Liangcai said in a fair tone: "I think it's 30% colitis, 30% ureteritis, and 40% doubtful."

Ling Ran said slowly at this time: "Boss Shao changed hands."

Everyone said "Hey" in unison, and looked over again, and sure enough they saw Boss Shao holding the barbecue with his left hand and leaning on his abdomen with his right hand.

Zheng Pei touched his beard and said: "I have pain in my right abdomen. I originally considered appendicitis first, but Boss Shao's appendix should be gone long ago."

"Deputy Director Du did the incision, I remember." Zuo Liangcai answered in the affirmative.

"Looking at it this way, enteritis and salpingitis are really more likely." Dr. Zhou nodded to Zuo Liangcai, who was in the same year. They both rotated in the Department of Internal Medicine together.

Puchou next to him said softly: "If there is a dull pain in the right abdomen, can we also consider the problem of the liver and gallbladder?"

"It's impossible for the liver. If there is liver disease, it was detected before he was hospitalized. Compared with the two problems you mentioned, the gallbladder is more likely." Dr. Zhou gave further judgment professionally, and then said:

"If there is dull pain on both sides at the same time, it should be enteritis."

"Well, intestinal spasm will be more painful." Zuo Liangcai said and stood up: "I'm going to do a physical examination on him."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Ran said: "They changed hands again."

Everyone suddenly discovered that Boss Shao's hand had already touched the heart.

"Boss Shao has congenital heart disease."

"It was done back then."

"This is still a high-risk factor."

"Xiao Zheng's cardiopulmonary resuscitation is good, please prepare yourself."

The doctors ate the newly served tripe and analyzed it seriously, as if they were conducting a consultation.

A general department-level consultation involves two or three attending physicians.

He was a resident doctor who was easily ignored. At this time, Ai Ai said: "Do you think Boss Shao is wiping his hands on his scarf?"

Several doctors stared at Boss Shao.

After a while, all the doctors said "oh" in unison.

Ling Ran also looked at Boss Shao's abdomen with some regret.

If it is really colitis, the skills you just learned will come into play.

He had never had any sub-abdominal surgery before, so if it started with appendicitis, it would actually take a while.

Even specialists can actually do some sub-abdominal surgeries. General surgery, since it is called general surgery, is naturally the basis of surgery, and surgeons must understand it to some extent.

"The barbecue is ready." Boss Shao came over with small skewers of meat and divided half of them on the doctors' table.

The doctors stared at him with burning eyes.

"If you take it out after it's baked, it won't taste good when it's cold." Boss Shao took the remaining skewers and prepared to share them with the guests at other tables.

The doctors examined Boss Shao carefully.

Boss Shao felt a little guilty, so he took another 10 skewers, put them on the doctors' table, and said, "You guys eat first, and then call me if you don't have enough."

The doctors discussed with their eyes.

"Um...my face looks okay." Boss Shao looked at himself in the mirror first.

Some doctors nodded, others shook their heads.

Boss Shao's expression suddenly changed.

This time, the doctor who just nodded shook his head, and the doctor who shook his head nodded.

Boss Shao was anxious: "What exactly is..."

Plop.

There was a muffled sound in the room, and a few seconds later, a waiter shouted in a calm tone: "Boss, we've fainted."

Several doctors stood up with a "swish", but Dr. Zhou shrank back habitually.

Zuo Liangcai and Zheng Pei, who were sitting outside, quickly headed to the scene of the incident.

After a while, the two of them came back with a pot of tripe.

"Heat stroke."

"Very hot."

The two of them sighed almost at the same time.

Boss Shao felt inexplicably light all over, turned around quickly, and continued to barbecue.
Chapter completed!