Yes, although I only ordered fried rice, you can see that it was made with a lot of effort. There are many kinds of side dishes in the rice, not only the most basic eggs and green onions, but also sausages, mushrooms, green beans, corn kernels, and diced carrots.
In addition to these common fried rice ingredients, there are actually many additional snacks.
"This is... cut into pieces of scallops, right? What about this one?" Zhang Ke picked up a piece that looked like chopped king oyster mushrooms, put it in his mouth and bit it gently, enjoying the sweet taste.
It immediately reverberates on the tip of the tongue, rich in the deliciousness of ocean essence.
"It's actually dried abalone pieces... There's actually abalone in a plate of fried rice?" Zhang Ke opened the rice and examined it carefully. He found that there were matsutake mushrooms, diced bluefin tuna, foie gras pellets, caviar, etc. buried inside.
Under normal circumstances, these are high-end ingredients that would never appear in a plate of egg fried rice.
The amazing thing is that even though there are so many different and colorful ingredients, there is a naturally delicious and mellow taste in your mouth. The completely different flavors not only do not conflict with each other, but also bring excitement to the taste buds.
A symphony ensemble that is harmonious and has constant climax.
The first thing that appears in the mouth is the extremely fresh and delicious seafood, then the deep and mellow aftertaste of meat, transitioning to the rich aroma of eggs and green onions, leading to the freshness and sweetness of vegetables, and finally, corn kernels, diced radish and diced pears.
Finish with black pepper and lemon powder sprinkled on the surface of the fried rice, leaving a refreshing and clear aftertaste in the mouth.
"It's so delicious..." He took a big mouthful of rice. It took Zhang Ke half a minute to finish chewing and tasting it. He swallowed it reluctantly and murmured, "How can it be so delicious..."
The bad attitude of the woman on the communication loudspeaker was forgotten in the blink of an eye. Zhang Ke now just wanted to meet the legendary chef in person and ask him how he prepared at least twenty kinds of ingredients.
To make such a layered yet harmonious dish.
Zhang Ke ate this plate of fried rice for half an hour. It was probably the most careful meal he had ever eaten in his life. Only then did he notice that it was brought to the room with the dining car, and it was not just fried rice.
On the second floor of the dining car was a cup of yellow-green juice with ice cubes in it that had not yet melted. It was probably a drink for myself. Next to it was a small bag of plastic-sealed pills, with four or five kinds of colorful pills.
"I need to take medicine..." Zhang Ke picked up the bag of pills and read the words printed on it. They were all professional terms that he couldn't understand. They were all transliterated. It was completely impossible to understand and speculate on their main components and functions.
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"I just looked at my electroencephalogram, asked a few questions, and then prescribed so many medicines. Isn't it a little inappropriate..." Zhang Ke felt vaguely hesitant. After thinking about it, he still didn't open the medicine package directly.
, but took it to the door.
——At least ask Dr. Lu first what these medicines are and what symptoms they are used to treat? This is also the most normal and reasonable request and will not be regarded as a rude question.
However, the moment Zhang Ke stretched out his hand to hold the doorknob tightly, he felt a strong impact, which passed through his palms and arms like an electric shock, hitting his fragile heart, sending him flying several meters away, and he fell embarrassingly.
Sitting on the ground, severe pain suddenly spread on my arms.
"This, this is..." Zhang Ke felt his heartbeat speed up rapidly, and the heartbeat was so loud that he could easily hear it. He took a big breath, trying to ease the sudden chest tightness, but it wasn't until a few minutes later that he found some relief, and
The pain in my arm gradually dissipated.
Zhang Ke raised his right hand that he had just used to grab the doorknob, and was surprised to find that there were some burn marks on his palm, and there was even a slight smoke floating in the air.
"High-voltage electricity?!" Zhang Ke suddenly realized what was going on and couldn't help but exclaimed, "The doorknob is connected to high-voltage electricity!"
Yes, the damage that can cause this effect can only be high-voltage electricity, but the intensity and duration should still be controlled, so it only knocks you away, rather than scorching yourself on the spot.
But why does the doorknob need to be electrified? Security measures? No, no, it should be a current device installed on the outside. If the internal handle is electrified, it can only mean that the purpose of making this room is to lock in the people in the room.
, causing him to be bounced away by the electric current as soon as he touched the doorknob, making him completely unable to escape.
And now, this person is myself.
Zhang Ke slowly stood up, but a drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead. He looked at everything in the room, and his inner uneasiness continued to increase.
Obviously, except for the contact button, there is nothing like a switch in the room - turning on and off the lights, adjusting the air conditioner, and even disconnecting the high-voltage power input from the door handle. These things cannot be decided by oneself, but
Remotely controlled by the nursing home's control system.
And there is no such thing as insulating gloves in the house - of course there is no such thing, otherwise what is the point of the handle that is energized inside? This means that unless someone comes in from the outside, there is no way to open the door and go out.
One of the more interesting details is that when Xu Xiaoli was here, she never encountered high-voltage electricity attacks whether she opened or closed the door, and she never made any special moves to close the doorknob.
current, which means that there was no electricity on the doorknob until she left.
Someone is monitoring the situation in this room. Not only that, he can also make real-time adjustments and switches to all the electrical systems in the room at any time. After he made sure that Xu Xiaoli and Dr. Lu had left, he closed the doorknob again.
point, and the only reason for doing this is that I don’t want to let myself leave voluntarily.
What is the purpose of doing this? Just because Dr. Lu said before that he is a typical case for his observation and sampling? Although it makes sense, this is too extreme. It is just to keep himself here for recuperation. It is necessary.
Even the space for activities is forcibly restricted? This can be called illegal imprisonment.
I originally just wanted to walk around the room and ask Dr. Lu about my current condition and medication. I had no intention of leaving the nursing home, but wasn't even this freedom of movement allowed? I wasn't the kind of person who was really crazy.
Patients without self-control.
Zhang Ke angrily pressed the bedside button several times, because this was the only way he could communicate with others in the nursing home.
However, after pressing the button more than a dozen times in succession, Zhang Ke received only wordless silence.
"Hello? Where are the people? Is there anyone!" Zhang Ke shouted at the button, "I was electrocuted just now! Where are all the people? Answer me, do you want to lock me here?"
Silence, still deathly silence, no response came from the communicator next to the button, like a quiet and cold irony.