"Head nurse, do you want to eat roast duck together?" Seeing the head nurse coming, Zhang Yan invited with a smile.

"No, I still have to work." The head nurse shook her head and rejected Zhang Yan's invitation.

What a great person, but why can’t he look down on his own niece?

But thinking about Tong Mei, the head nurse also understood that if she were a man, she would not choose her niece.

It's not because of her appearance, but because her niece is too young.

"Dean Chu will be here soon. Please tell the head nurse that we are going to Quanjude first."

"Dr. Zhang didn't wait for Dean Chu, or asked him directly?"

"No, I guess he still needs to receive the leaders over there, so we won't disturb him." Zhang Yan shook his head with a smile.

Looking at Zhang Yan's back, the head nurse shook her head, "People with ability are so noble."

There were so many big leaders here, but this one quietly left and went to eat roast duck.

Zhang Yan doesn't care about that.

Is there such a thing as currying favor with the leader?

He doesn't want to be an official.

If your stomach growls with hunger and you run to serve the leader, this is simply a sign of illness.

They led Zhao Shengli and four others directly out of Xicheng Hospital. A group of five people, Zhang Yan pushed the bicycle, and Zhao Shengli and others walked.

Arrive at Dashilar.

"Hey, Master Zhang!

You haven't come to our store for a while.

I thought my service was not attentive and made you angry, so I thought of coming to apologize to you!" Seeing Zhang Yan and the other five people coming, Gao Er hurriedly trotted over to greet them.

"This is New China. It's no use asking for forgiveness but not asking for forgiveness." Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Master Zhang, you five?"

"Five for now, there may be more people coming later." Zhang Yan smiled and handed Gao Er a dime.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for the 10 cents... We are five distinguished guests, please come upstairs!"

They let the five Zhang Yan people in and shouted at Gao'er.

The four of them, Zhao Shengli, are all old Beijingers, so they are not surprised by this.

This kind of scene was very common five or seven years ago.

But it’s not just Quanjude.

It's the same for other large and small hotels.

The difference is that big restaurants have special flirts.

Small restaurants, small teahouses, and taverns are all run by the shopkeepers themselves.

When we got to the second floor, the waiter followed us.

"Master Zhang, what are you going to eat today?"

"A pot of old wine, four cold dishes, four hot dishes, and two ducks.

Let’s get these first!”

This was Gan Qinxing's skill in the past, and Zhang Yanlian came here three times in total this time.

People can practice their surnames and remember everything.

Otherwise, it’s hard to get along with this hard work.

You must be diligent with your eyes, diligent with your mouth, diligent with your hands, and you must have a flexible mind.

"Do you want to mark it?" the waiter asked as usual.

"No need!" Zhang Yan shook his head.

Marking is to mark the duck that has just been roasted, similar to the way later generations marked live fish before they were slaughtered.

This is mainly done to prove that the duck is freshly roasted.

"Boil a pot of old wine, two ducks, four cold dishes: braised duck assorted pieces, white-grained duck slices, mixed duck feet, sauced duck legs; four hot dishes: fried duck heart, braised four treasures, fried duck liver, fried duck

intestinal."

The waiter turned around and heard this voice. The more I listened to this voice, the more interesting it became.

If Zhang Yan had just indicated that he wanted to make marks, the waiter would have shouted: "Two ducks, pen and ink are waiting for you."

After a short while, the waiter brought over four cold dishes.

There is also a pot of hot old wine and two small plates.

On the small plate were plum blossoms and shredded ginger.

The old wine that Zhang Yan wants does not refer to the aged wine, but to the yellow rice wine.

Shaoxing old wine.

If you are particular about drinking old wine, you can add two plum blossoms or a few shredded ginger according to your preference.

"Master Zhang, you guys, please drink slowly first, the hot food will be ready soon." The waiter put down his things, said politely, turned around and left.

"You three girls, can you drink? If you can, just drink. If you can't, just eat vegetables." Zhang Yan asked with a smile.

"Okay, I often drink with my dad at home." Qian Hongying took the jug and poured wine for Zhang Yan.

Xiao Li and Xiao Yuan also nodded, indicating that they could drink a little.

Rice wine has a low alcohol content and is more suitable for women to drink.

Drinking it also has health care effects for women, can warm the uterus, and has the effect of beautifying the face.

Zhang Yan drinks and eats comfortably here.

On Chu Yunlong's side, he was still waiting for the leader, hungry.

"Xiao Chu, what happened to my soldier?" Seeing that his son was fine, Chief Xiao began to care about Zhang Yan.

"Looking back to the chief, strictly speaking, Dr. Zhang is not a doctor in our hospital.

He is a doctor at Red Star Hospital, but Red Star Hospital currently does not have an operating room.

So we entered into a cooperative relationship with Red Star Hospital.

Dr. Zhang works as a temporary employee in our hospital, and we send doctors to Red Star Hospital to study.

When our hospital is too busy with surgeries, or there are surgeries that cannot be performed, we will invite Dr. Zhang to come over and perform surgeries." Chu Yunlong quickly bowed and replied.

He is a district-level hospital, but he has never come into contact with such a big leader.

Even the district leaders usually do not come to Xicheng Hospital when they are sick.

How many levels have you passed now?

Chu Yunlong also felt a lot of pressure.

"Red Star Hospital?" Chief Xiao frowned.

"It's the factory-run hospital of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill."

"This Xiao Zhang is really fooling around.

With such good medical skills, what can you do if you go to a factory-run hospital instead of a big hospital?

To serve the people, you should go to a big hospital!

It's just nonsense. If he were in the army, I would give him a good beating!" Chief Xiao cursed loudly and angrily.

"Dad, I don't agree with your opinion. On the contrary, I very much agree with Dr. Zhang's approach.

Our factory is extremely short of medical resources. Many times, injuries and illnesses that could have been treated were delayed because treatment was not timely.

Dr. Zhang is going deep into the front line and serving the people in the most difficult environment." Xiao Pingbei objected.

"You know nothing! How can he, a surgeon, serve the people in a hospital that doesn't even have an operating room?" Chief Xiao got angry and even scolded his son.

"Isn't there also Xicheng Hospital? Xicheng Hospital is closest to the steel rolling mill, and the two hospitals cooperate. I think this approach is very good." Xiao Pingbei defended.

He also knew in his heart that Zhang Yan's medical skills were indeed outstanding in Red Star Hospital.

However, since people are willing to stay in Red Star Hospital, they will naturally consider it.

Zhang Yan is his benefactor, and he does not want his benefactor to be disturbed.

Especially the old man, who uses military orders to order people to do things they don't want to do.

A military order must be issued and he will be directly recruited to the Naval General Hospital.

His old man can do this.

That's why Xiao Pingbei opened his mouth to refute what the old man said.
To be continued...