Lin Mai gave Mou Dan an extremely shy and friendly smile: "I won't bother you anymore. I'll just wait. You can go and do your work."
Mou Dan pretended to be friendly: "It's not troublesome, not at all. The night shift workload is not heavy."
"Then you go and take a rest. You medical staff are working very hard. I'm fine anyway. It doesn't matter if you wait."
When Mou Dan saw this, he had no choice but to leave angrily.
More than half an hour later, the lights in the operating room finally changed. A few minutes later, the patient was pushed out, followed by Fang Zhuoran.
The patient's family members immediately gathered around and anxiously asked about the patient's condition.
Fang Zhuoran took off his mask, smiled and said to the patient's family: "The operation was successful."
His smile, his words, and his tone were like reassurance, making the patient's family feel at ease and they followed the patient's cart to the ward.
Fang Zhuoran had already seen Lin Mai and walked towards her with a smile.
Lin Mai quickly stood up and handed him the lunch box with dumplings in his hand: "You can eat the egg dumplings first. The radish soup is already cold. I'll take it back and heat it up again."
Before Fang Zhuoran responded, Mou Dan, who was standing aside, said hurriedly: "Professor Fang, I have malted milk. I'll make you a cup of malted milk, so I won't bother Xiao Lin running around."
Fang Zhuoran said, "I also have malted milk," and then said to Lin Mai, "I just want to drink carrot soup. I have a small electric stove here, and I can heat it myself."
When Lin Mai heard what she said, he handed him the enamel vat containing the radish soup and left.
Mou Dan watched her leave with a gloomy expression, feeling extremely sad.
She is fair and beautiful, and has a respectable career, while this nigger works as a self-employed person that everyone looks down upon, but Professor Fang would rather talk to her than talk to him.
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt.
Although Fang Zhuoran was called for surgery at short notice, the patient was a retired senior official in his sixties. No matter how successful the operation was, there might be postoperative emergencies.
For the safety of the patient, Fang Zhuoran did not go home after eating the egg dumplings and radish soup sent by Lin Mai, but stayed in the lounge.
If the old senior official's condition changes, he can deal with it as soon as possible.
Before I had slept for two hours, two patients injured in a car accident came in. One needed to have his ruptured spleen removed immediately, and the other needed a craniotomy.
Fang Zhuoran spent the whole night on the operating table.
It wasn't until eight o'clock the next morning that he left the hospital with his exhausted body, planning to go to Lin Mai's snack bar for breakfast and then go home to take a deep sleep.
As soon as I walked to Lin Mai's snack bar, I saw a boy in front of me pointing at the delicious snack bar and said to my friends: "Let's go to this restaurant for breakfast. His restaurant tastes really good!"
"No! I'm going to eat here." Another boy pointed to Aunt Hu's "Weimeizhai" with his chin, "Their food tastes good, and it's cheap, with plenty of portions."
Fang Zhuoran was a little surprised. The food in Lin Mai's shop was already delicious enough, but the food from the next door shop could actually rival her food?
Moreover, Lin Mai’s steamed buns, dumplings, etc. are already quite generous. If the next door owner gives you more, their family is doing welfare, so they don’t make any money?
Fang Zhuoran walked to the store next door to buy breakfast.
He wanted to see if the breakfast next door was as big and tasty as the boy said.
Aunt Hu was particularly enthusiastic when she saw Fang Zhuoran.
She knew that he had a good relationship with Lin Mai.
He can go to her house to buy breakfast, which means that her breakfast is more attractive.
Otherwise, this man would not even care about friendship and come to Linmai's competitor's store to buy breakfast.
Aunt Hu personally brought Fang Zhuoran the buns and dumplings he asked for, and she did not forget to lower her voice and slander Lin Mai: "If you come to my house for breakfast every day from now on, I will give you a discount.
The food next door is terrible, and the portions are not enough. It all relies on that nigger flirting with men to attract business, otherwise the snack bar would not be able to open long ago."
Fang Zhuoran took the steamed buns and dumplings she handed over and said coldly: "You are old enough to slander others. Do you have a conscience, or do you have no conscience at all?"
Aunt Hu's face turned blue and white after being slapped, but she didn't dare to fight back, for fear of causing a big fuss, and the neighbors would know that she was a talkative woman, and she was even more afraid that Lin Mai would make trouble with her.
Although Lin Mai has a quiet personality unlike a country girl and doesn't like to quarrel with others, when it comes to her reputation, can she swallow her anger?
Besides, this man was helping her. If there really was a fight, she would definitely not be able to fuck the two of them.
Aunt Hu whispered to Fang Zhuoran's back: "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, but it doesn't know a good heart!"
Aunt Hu's daughter Shi Zhenxiang went to work carrying her bag. She glanced at Fang Zhuoran and was shocked. She asked Aunt Hu: "Who is that man?"
Aunt Hu said angrily: "The concubine next door."
Shi Zhenxiang glanced at Lin Mai, who was busy doing business, and asked, "Does Mom know what this man does?"
"I heard that he seems to be a professor at the Medical University."
Shi Zhenxiang's eyes lit up after hearing this. After passing Lin Mai's snack bar, she glanced at Fang Zhuoran a few more times. The more she looked at him, the more handsome she felt.
Fang Zhuoran went next door to buy breakfast, and Lin Mai saw it all.
She also knew that he had a purpose when he went next door to buy breakfast, and it was definitely not to slap her in the face.
As soon as Fang Zhuoran entered the store, she handed over all the business to Wang Xiaoli and took Fang Zhuoran to the small living room upstairs.
Fang Zhuoran went next door to buy dumplings. He used the large enamel vat that Lin Mai had given him to fill with radish soup yesterday, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to bring the dumplings to her shop.
Fang Zhuoran said to Lin Mai: "Go get a bowl."
Lin Mai didn't ask why and went downstairs to the kitchen to get a bowl.
Fang Zhuoran asked her to sit down opposite him, poured half of the dumplings in the enamel jar into the bowl, and pushed the bowl in front of her: "Let's try it and see what the advantages of the dumplings next door are."
Lin Mai honestly scooped up a dumpling with a small spoon and brought it to his mouth to taste it carefully:
“The taste is a bit different from mine, but it’s not bad compared to other dumplings. It’s a time-honored brand.
The advantage is that her dumplings are cheaper than mine."
Fang Zhuoran handed her another bun: "Try her buns again."
Lin Mai raised his eyebrows after tasting it: "Apart from the price, there are no advantages."
Her breakfast is blessed with shrimp paste, but Aunt Hu’s breakfast really can’t compete with hers in terms of taste.
In terms of portion, she gave it quite well.
When you open a store and do business, you can't cheat customers, otherwise you won't be able to do it for a long time.
Fang Zhuoran picked up a bun and looked at it from left to right, frowning slightly and said, "This bun is more than just a price advantage, it's obviously bigger than yours."
Lin Mai smiled disdainfully: "The buns next door are already selling at a loss. If they oversell, Aunt Hu won't even be able to afford her pants.
Her buns just look bigger than mine, but the actual weight is about the same, or even worse than mine."
Fang Zhuoran asked curiously: "Why does her bun look bigger than yours?"