415 Duck Blood in Chili Sauce (1/2)

”Let's cut the spleen together, together we cut the skin, skin, skin. We'll act cute in front of the chief surgeon, oh the skin, skin, skin…”

Lu Wenbin moved his big elbow, which had a circumference of 14.96 inches. He sang while he shook his butt. He held the aspiration tube and would have used it as a fluorescent stick if he could.

Yu Yuan sang along too. She stepped on the stool while she performed retraction, as though she was on a stage. She moved her body as she sang, ”My heart is beating, let me poke your little spleen…”

Zuo Cidian could only learn from the side. He felt admiration as he listened to the youngsters' singing. He could not help but imagine how his ideal day would be like. 'At four o'clock in the morning, I'd get my son and we'd make an omelette wrap. At half past four, I'd passed the kitchen back to the chef and the housemaid. Then, I'd leave my small cosy 480-feet bungalow and walk for five minutes before I reach the hospital. I'd then lead a surgery and teach my son how to cut the spleen and liver. Then, I'd joined two main arteries of the heart. At night, I'd let the driver send my son back before I have him come to fetch me and a young pharmaceutical sales representative so that I can perform freelance surgery the next day.'

”Tray,” Ling Ran's voice traveled into his ears.

Zuo Cidian held back the urge to rub the imaginary drool from his mouth and immediately passed a stainless steel tray over. His actions could be considered as helping out as well as watching the surgery from a closer distance.

A piece of spleen was placed on the tray. Ling Ran craned his neck and exercised it to ease his stiff muscles. He said, ”Let's end this now… Have you all had your meal yet?”

”No.”

Yu Yuan and Zuo Cidian shook their head.

”I ate… a bit.” Lu Wenbin felt guilty because his act separated him from the group, especially his leader.

Yu Yuan immediately revealed an unhappy expression while she was still on the stepping stool. ”What did you eat? You didn't even bring us something?”

”Some leftover shredded meat from yesterday. How could I bring that over?” Lu Wenbin cried out for justice.

”What kind of shredded meat?” Zuo Cidian felt hungry too.

Everyone had come over at midnight, which meant that they had not eaten anything since the night before.

They would have been fine if they had all remained asleep, but they had been performing high-intensity labor since midnight, and they were all starving because of it.

The doctors were not the only ones. The young nurses were similarly starving. They had already finished the milk and fruits, while the chocolates and candies in their personal stash were also not going to last in such such a situation.

No matter what food they had, when compared with ”meat”, it would never be as enticing.

Lu Wenbin could obviously feel the unfriendly stares, which made him feel like a pig waiting to be slaughtered for Chinese New Year.

”It's really just shredded meat. They're the small pieces of meat that fall off the main portion when you cook it. I usually scoop them up with a ladle before I sell them to the cafeteria and fast food restaurants. But I was too hungry today, so I ate them all myself.” Lu Wenbin tried his best to explain.

”That means that meat fell from the pork trotters?”

”Just some shredded meat.”

”There'd also be pieces of meat that fall from the pork shanks, right? Those with the skin?”

”Shredded meat that falls from braised meat consist of small pieces of fat. It would taste even better.”

The doctors and nurses in the operating theater looked at Lu Wenbin with resentment while they chatted.

”Let me order everyone some takeout. Doctor Zuo, you can make the order, I'll pay later.” Lu Wenbin, who was wealthy, was reluctant to give up his job as assistant despite the fact that he did not have much work to do in that role.

”What should we order?” Zuo Cidian took out his phone.

Lu Wenbin looked at Ling Ran. ”Doctor Ling, what do you want to eat?”

”Let me think about it…” Although Ling Ran was very hungry, he did not have a great appetite.

”Yu Yuan?” Zuo Cidian asked the person with the highest rank in the operating theater politely—Chief Resident Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan took a deep breath and said, ”Duck blood in chili sauce, what do you think about that?”