476 Mahjong (2/2)

Ling Ran wheeled himself over and said, ”Can you give me a pork trotter too?”

”Sure thing.” The boss glanced at Ling Ran's injured foot, which was elevated, and lowered his voice. ”Do you want a wild boar trotter? By eating the animal equivalent of your injured body part, it will accelerate the healing process.”

”No.” Ling Ran rejected without even thinking about it. He then said, ”Get me the fattest pork trotter. You can either roast or braise it.”

At this moment, Ling Ran kind of missed Lu Wenbin.

When they were in Wuxin City, Lu Wenbin tried out all kinds of recipes for pork trotters, and all of them tasted pretty delicious. Ling Ran wondered how the pork trotter served in Tiger Leaping Gorge's farm stay would fare compared to Lu Wenbin's pork trotters...

”Let's start the game.” Doctor Zhou did not want to waste any more time. He called everyone over to the mahjong table.

Ling Ran went beside one of the chairs. He remained in the wheelchair and rested his injured foot on the chair. He merely sprained his foot, and things did not have to be so complicated. However, he had no choice because of the splint.

Since he was already here, he might as well make the trip worthwhile. Ling Ran did not have high hopes when it came to the team-building trip to begin with, and now that he had sprained his foot, he decided to just go through it with grace.

He carefully inspected a teacup and washed it repeatedly using the warm water provided. He then placed the tea leaves inside the teacup before wiping the surface of the mahjong table and washing two sets of mahjong tiles with the remaining water.

Doctor Zhou, Zhao Leyi and Zheng Pei watched him with widened eyes.

Last but not least, Ling Ran smothered the mahjong tiles and the surface of the mahjong table with the alcohol-based hand sanitizer he always carried with him and put on a pair of gloves. By the time he was done, two other groups of people in the farm stay had already started their game.

”Let's get started.” Ling Ran earnestly switched on the mahjong machine.

The long-awaited sound of mahjong tiles being shuffled rang out from the automatic mahjong machine.

The other people from Yun Hua Hospital who had just arrived could not help but crowd around the mahjong table.

”Does Doctor Ling know how to play mahjong?”

”Wow, why are you guys placing such huge bets? With a bet of 5 RMB, the winner of the game will get almost 100 RMB.”

”Are you guys trying to cheat Doctor Ling out of his money?”

The young nurses who just arrived immediately got anxious when they saw the banknotes on the mahjong table.

Zhao Leyi laughed out loud, ”Since Doctor Ling caused quite a delay, it's only fair that we get compensated for it, isn't it?”

”I know, right? Wealth should be shared,” Zheng Pei said as a neat row of mahjong tiles appeared in front of him. His expression became solemn. ”All is fair in love and war. Ling Ran, don't blame me for making money off you.”

”Alright.” Ling Ran, too, perked up.

Since he had sprained his foot, he might as well enjoy the team-building trip.

This was the way Ling Ran saw things.

Thirty minutes later, even though Ling Ran's expression remained unchanged, the faces of the three other players turned darker and darker.

”How is this possible?”

”Ling Ran, you were really hiding your light under a bushel!”

”You're able to predict the tiles in our hands, aren't you?”

When the three other players saw that the banknotes in the little drawers beside them were becoming less and less, they were in a total state of confusion.

Ling Ran fixed his gaze on the mahjong table and tried his best not to think about anything outside the surface of the mahjong table.

As the mahjong table was square and symmetrical, Ling Ran was able to put up with it. Even though he far preferred being in the operating theater, if he were to ignore the environment and focus on the mahjong game, this was an acceptable form of entertainment for him.

”Forget about it, I'm done. Let's get someone else to play.” Zhao Leyi exercised his wrists as he rose and asked, ”Who wants to take over?”

Everyone around him shook their heads in unison.

The men did not want to lose money, while the women did not want Ling Ran to see the state they would be in if they were to play mahjong...

Zhao Leyi had no choice but to sit back down.

”Sigh, if only someone needed emergency treatment right now.” Zhao Leyi's imagination was running wild.