Ling Ran took a Fanta stone and didn't bother to pick any more. He just held it in his hand and played with it.

Academician Du cheered up and tried to take advantage of the boss's blow to pick up another leak, but failed several times.

The old man with a gray beard, on the other hand, asked the boss to bring out a few more Fanta stones, picked one that was about the same size as the one in Ling Ran's hand, and then secretly paid for it on his cell phone without even letting Academician Du know the amount.

The idle people who came because of Academician Du's reputation also gathered around the counter, few picking and many watching the excitement.

The more people come, the more people talk.

The shop owner seemed tired of hearing this. He swept the stones on the iron counter like a dustpan and said, "It's time to get off work. Please be early tomorrow."

"I haven't finished picking yet..." Academician Du raised his head.

The boss waved his hand: "When you need to rest, take a rest and come back when you have time."

Academician Du was stunned and was kicked out of the store.

The sun is shining brightly on the street, and it doesn't feel like it's off work time at all.

"Forget it, if you don't want to sell it, you won't sell it." Academician Du said and smiled at his grandson: "This shop owner is really a... weird..."

"It's more than just weird." Fat Sun said, looking at Ling Ran, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that Doctor Ling would pick up the leak when he came here for the first time. Your piece of Fanta stone Xiaogui Xiao was sold for more than a thousand yuan.

The money is normal, but 880 is too little. If you turn around and sell it, it could double."

Academician Du was not very satisfied: "Dr. Ling picked up the Fanta Stone himself. Dr. Ling gives me another chance and I will pick one for you..."

"It's time to go back. There are still a lot of preparations to be done before the operation." Ling Ran said sincerely, "It won't be too late to choose stones after you are discharged from the hospital."

"Who knows what will happen after discharge from the hospital?" Academician Du said helplessly: "Are you so anxious?"

"Yes..." Ling Ran took the lead and walked towards the parking spot.

The mutton alley under the sun, the tree-lined roads, the blue brick walls, the blend of antique and modern colors, is like a catwalk created by time. Walking there, attracting countless gazes.

Ling Ran stopped slowly, his nose twitched slightly, and he looked at the store on the right.

But it's a small restaurant that makes roast duck in a hanging oven.

"Let me treat you to roast duck." Ling Ran turned to Tian Qi and said.

"Okay." Tian Qi answered happily.

As they said that, they entered the small restaurant side by side.

Academician Du stood on the street, confused: "Aren't we anxious?"

Zuo Cidian, who was following behind, made a gesture to move forward and said calmly: "Doctor Ling is anxious that the patient should go to the hospital. Since the patient has decided to go to the hospital, he is naturally not anxious."

Academician Du wanted to refute, but Zuo Cidian said to the fat grandson next to him: "Why are you still standing there? Your grandfather has been sent to the hospital, and he will be undergoing surgery tomorrow. How long do you want to hang around!"

Fat Sun's mind suddenly came to his senses from picking up the leak, and he hurriedly said: "Grandpa, let's go to the hospital first, and we'll talk about anything else later."

"Can't I eat roast duck too?" Academician Du was unconvinced.

"No. There are strict regulations on meals before surgery. Otherwise, when it comes to anesthesia, your muscles will relax and food may block the trachea." Zuo Cidian has now seen that Academician Du is the type to get to the bottom of things.

Patient, it is useless just to tell him the contraindications. He will be extremely skeptical, but if you tell him the reason, he will be obedient until he has evidence to refute it.

For doctors, doing different persuasion for different patients is mainly a matter of energy allocation. But for today, it is not a problem. Academician Du needs some extra privileges, and Zuo Cidian is willing to pay for it.

The group of people quickly left Yangrou Alley and drove into the inpatient area of ​​Jinghua Sixth Hospital.

Ling Ran also ordered his meal and looked around with careful eyes.

The antique decoration cannot be said to be outstanding, but it does not make people feel uncomfortable.

The front of the small restaurant is not big, but the space on the second and third floors is quite large. There are six tables in a spacious place with 4 private rooms. The tables are roughly separated by screens, and about half of them are seated at this time.

, the business can be said to be quite good.

Ling Ran and Tian Qi were sitting at a small table. The gray-haired Li Xuechao declined the invitation from his tablemate and went to a noodle shop not far away. Two bodyguards in black clothes lined up on both sides of the screen, looking quite imposing.

Tian Qi sat opposite, upright, only paying attention to both sides with the corner of his eyes, and softly said with some guilt: "Bodyguards must be arranged in the family. If I get rid of them, the family will be very anxious.

.If you don’t like people following you..."

"It's okay." Ling Ran said calmly, "There are always a lot of people in public places, and they like to stare at other people. I'm used to it too."

"It's good if you think so." Tian Qi laughed suddenly.

The men in black standing not far away from the two looked at each other and looked away awkwardly: How did this inexplicable conversation come about? The two of them did not want to communicate.

Fortunately, the roast duck will be on the table soon.

As a small restaurant, the roast duck is not sliced ​​in front of the customers, which lacks a sense of ceremony. However, the duck itself is roasted well. The crispy duck skin is very thick and shiny when picked up.

, it looks delicious.

When you actually eat it, you can't help but nod your head.

Ling Ran couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw Tian Qi nodding at the same time as him.

Tian Qi was even more elated, feeling as if the ducks in front of her were shining.

"So crispy." Tian Qi praised reservedly, eating a piece of duck skin in two bites.

"The skin of the roast duck is really crispy." Ling Ran nodded approvingly.

Crispy duck skin is not the traditional flavor of roast duck, especially if Quanjude is regarded as authentic, soft duck skin is the standard of Quanjude-style roast duck.

However, authenticity never means delicious. Therefore, under the active resistance of the people across the country, especially the people in the capital, the skin of modern roast duck has become more and more crispy. The thick duck skin and crispy texture, as well as oil

The tender taste is probably the taste of roast duck that is most likely to attract the attention and popularity of diners. Both Da Dong and Quan Duck Season have risen because of this.

On the contrary, Quanjude, which is burdened by orthodox thinking, increasingly needs to rely on stories for support. This is also a big problem for famous restaurants in the capital. Diners come in droves because of the fame brought by the "authentic taste", but there is a difference between modern people and ancient people.

The gap in taste is getting wider and wider. The market that used to be praised for adding more lard has disappeared. Whether to improve the taste has become a marketing issue that is difficult to decide.

Ling Ran didn't care about this. He smelled the good smell and wanted to come in and give it a try.

Tian Qi doesn't care. The chef at home may make better food, but eating is not just eating.

At about the same time, Academician Du lay down on the hospital bed, looking around with boredom and some annoyance.

Single-room wards are given preferential treatment by academicians, but even so, the white-blue walls will not make people happy. Pure white sheets, modern multi-functional nursing beds, and the complex call system at the bedside will only make people feel unhappy.

People feel their own weakness.

"Academician Du, we are here to give you an injection." The head nurse came in with two nurses.

"Sorry to trouble you." Academician Du said politely.

"That's right. Dean Wang has already said that you are the pillar of the country and we must show our highest level." The head nurse joked casually, then pointed to the two nurses next to him and said with a smile: "My highest level,

Brought them all over."

The two nurses smiled and did not steal the spotlight from the head nurse. They lowered their heads and worked quietly. One was responsible for disinfecting the bandage, and the other held a needle and poked it into Academician Du's vein.

“So crispy.”

"Academician Du's blood vessels are indeed very fragile."

"The skin is also crispy."
Chapter completed!