331 China’s specialty (1/2)

Nesta walked around the Shao family's restaurant and returned to his seat when he had nothing to do.

Everyone had moved on from eating spicy grilled beef to spicy grilled chicken wings, spicy roasted squid, spicy roasted eggplant, and lastly, spicy roasted potato slices.

When Nesta looked at all the red chili, he drooled madly, but he could only resist the urge. Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please clickfor visiting.

Meanwhile, Ling Ran stared at the tear stains on Nesta's face.

The South African athlete he met previously did not only love to cry but also kept giving him Treasure Chests.

Nesta was not a crybaby like the South African athlete, but in Ling Ran's opinion, even if he did not give Ling Ran three or four Treasure Chests, there would still be a chance to obtain at least one Treasure Chest.

Ling Ran stared at Nesta and revealed a contemplative look.

Nesta also looked at Ling Ran, and he found his stare to be strange.

*Bang!*

Ling Ran was stunned. 'Why wasn't it a 'Ding' instead?'

He turned around and saw a photographer with his SLR camera tumble into the Shao family's restaurant.

In order to protect the lens of the camera, the photographer made sure he fell on his left elbow first. But the angle of his landing was not correct, and since he used his hand to protect the lens, it was crushed as well.

”Basically, it's like breaking a Volkswagen Jetta,” Doctor Zhou said before he checked on the patient.

Ling Ran turned around and left for the kitchen to wash his hands.

Boss Shao brought the first aid kit with another employee and walked over at a relaxed pace. He also gave some instructions.

”Clear a space for him first.

”Bring the stretcher over. It's on the common rack in the storeroom. Make sure it's vertical when you bring it over.

”Someone, please bring the lamps over. I've asked for them to be tested before. Put the lamps together so that there won't be any shadows under the lamps.”

”How about the fence? Bring the fence over.”

When Ling Ran came back from washing his hands, what he saw was a simple operating theater that could be found during the late 19th century and early 20th century. The operating table, shadowless lamps, walls, medication, and medical devices were simple, plus hygiene was not great, but it was truly a simple operating theater.

Ling Ran and Doctor Zhou looked at each other at a loss for words.

Boss Shao was proud of himself. ”You'd be wrong if you think only hospitals know about upgrading their facilities. We, the Shao family's restaurant, also know about upgrading our facilities too.”

Doctor Zhou rolled his eyes and said, ”Other barbeque shops would usually consider upgrading their kitchen facilities, right?”

Boss Shao was stunned, and his eyes began to wander. ”My kitchen facilities are more than enough…”

”So, you upgraded your medical facilities?” Doctor Zhou was quite straightforward with his words, but he doubted Boss Shao's logic.

Nesta could not understand Chinese, so he asked Doctor Winnie secretly, ”Do the restaurants in China operate together with their hospitals?”

”It could be one of their practices.” Winnie took out her phone. ”Wait, let me Google it… The internet connection isn't stable, It won't load… Who said that the internet in China's really fast? Please wait for a moment…”

”Excuse me… I can't move my arm!”

The photographer shouted from the simple operating table.

”I'm coming.” Doctor Zhou took a pair of gloves from Boss Shao's first aid kit and wore it. Then, he turned the photographer around and asked, ”Why are you here?”

”I… came to take a few photos of Ling Ran.”

”Take photos of Doctor Ling? Why?”

”The readers love to see him, and the sales for the newspaper and magazines are good when he's on them. I don't care why… Hiss…” The photographer inhaled through gritted teeth. ”Be more gentle, please. I say, you know exactly why I take those photographs.”

Doctor Zhou raised his head and saw Ling Ran's face. He felt as if he had been dazzled by a bright light.

”So, are you a paparazzo?” Doctor Zhou could not help but feel curious.

”Pa… Excuse me?! I'm just taking some photos. Now I need to spend all the money I've just earned for this.” The photographer felt pity for his SLR camera.

Boss Shao started to scratch his head as he observed the situation by the side. ”So, what's happening? Are we still performing the surgery? I've gotten all the materials including the disinfectant ready.”

”We need to perform the surgery, but not in your place.” Doctor Zhou made the call with his level as an attending physician in the Emergency Department. ”Call the ambulance and send him to the hospital. He just broke a few bones, that's all.”

”Just a few?!” the photographer shouted.

Doctor Zhou pursed his lips and looked at the first aid kit as well as Boss Shao. He asked, ”Do you want to get a morphine injection?”

The photographer hesitated.