From small clinic to medical empire

Chapter 140 ICID 【Favorites!Please recommend! 】

"Aunt Su, add another bowl of big family portrait wontons!"

Aunt Su is the fat aunt of the fat aunt's wonton shop.

Yang Tingting packed Zhang Zifan's breakfast and lunch, and for dinner, the two of them often came to Fat Aunt's Wonton Shop to eat wontons.

The fat aunt came shortly after with big hot wontons, smiling so hard that her eyes could hardly find them.

"I can't charge for Dean Zhang's bowl of wontons. Thanks to Haoran Hospital, the business of my small shop has improved a lot. If it hadn't been like this, I would have closed it down. The rent is getting more expensive day by day, all year round. They all work for the landlord!”

Zhang Zifan took the wonton and took a bite. The skin was thin and the filling was big, plump and juicy.

Thinking that these triglycerides and calories will soon turn into your own tight muscles, I feel that the wontons in my mouth are even more delicious.

"By the way, Aunt Su, do you plan to change jobs, such as working in our hospital?" Zhang Zifan ate three wontons in one go before raising his head and asking,
"what?"

The fat aunt was stunned. Although the rent of the store was getting more and more expensive, she really didn't want to work as a nurse in the hospital.

Seeing her expression, Zhang Zifan knew that she was wrong.

"You misunderstood. You are not asked to be a nurse, but our hospital is planning to build a canteen, and there is a shortage of experienced chefs."

Hearing what Zhang Zifan said, Aunt Fat's eyes lit up.

Although she runs a wonton shop, Fat Auntie's cooking skills are not limited to wontons.

Steamed, fried, marinated, stewed and fried, there is nothing she can't do.

These are the skills she developed when she was studying agriculture and engineering when she was young, and she had the courage to help the cook, which is considered a talent.

"If you are interested, you can ask Lao Fang later to ask about the salary. You know Lao Fang, right? He is tall, thin, and a particularly backbone man."

"Old Fang?"

Aunt Fat thought for a while, and a skeleton-like man appeared in her mind.

Oh my god, this is too skinny!
"I know, Dean Zhang, Doctor Yang, you eat first, I have time to discuss it with the guy at home!"

Aunt Fat happily left, and it was obvious that she was really moved.

If she was treated well, she wouldn't want to work as a stall anymore.

Although doing small meals can make some money, it is too tiring. The husband and wife are constantly working, and the daughter is required to help from time to time, and her homework is all delayed.

……

After eating the wontons for two nights in one go, Zhang Zifan noticed that Yang Tingting's expression was a little off.

"What's the matter? Do you think I didn't save some for you? Why are you so stingy?" Zhang Zifan licked the spoon.

"Do you dislike my cooking?" Yang Tingting asked slightly aggrieved.

"what?"

Zhang Zifan was stunned, clasped his fists and said, "Why did the heroine say that?"

"Then why did you ask Aunt Su to cook?" Yang Tingting asked.

"That's the big canteen that supplies all the doctors, nurses and patients in the hospital. I won't hire anyone to make it. Do I expect you to cook?"

Zhang Zifan shook his head, "Although the hands of your physicians are not very valuable, you can't waste them like this?"

"You are professionally discriminating!"

Yang Tingting said angrily, "Not only discriminates against physicians, but also discriminates against chefs!"

Zhang Zifan reached out and patted her stubborn head, and said with a smile, "It's okay if I'm wrong, Miss Yang, I still have to rely on you for lunch for the rest of my life!"

"What is the rest of my life... I think it's beautiful... Up to 70 years... I won't be able to hold a spoon any longer..." Yang Tingting lowered her head shyly.

"That's right, the property rights of the houses are only 70 years, which is very reasonable!"

Zhang Zifan nodded, "After all, you are not a fat aunt, nor her two hundred catties girl, you are still weak!"

Zhang Zifan sighed. He often heard that the daughters who helped his mother out of the stall were more and more succulent.

Soybean milk Xishi, glutinous rice ball Xishi and so on, often appear in the newspapers.

Why did I encounter Wonton Yuhuan, and it was the plus version.

"You! You really miss her daughter!"

Yang Tingting stretched out her hand and scratched again and again, but was easily snatched away by Zhang Zifan.

Although this girl looks a bit like Nami, she doesn't have the attribute of attacking her companions with [-]% crit.

Ok……

Except when attacking a respected old expert.

After making a fuss for a while, the two were about to separate at the intersection when Yang Tingting suddenly stopped, "I almost forgot the business, I asked Captain Li this afternoon, he said that you are in the gym, and you have never lifted a dumbbell, usually you are left-handed. , right hand Leshi, watching him train with the security team?"

"Slander! Naked slander!"

Zhang Zifan made a silent note to Li Jingwang.

Unexpectedly, this guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes dared to tell the truth about the dean behind his back.

It's a heinous crime.

Zhang Zifan straightened his strong and slender body, and said, "The body can't lie, it will record every drop of sweat you sweat on the road of exercise! I just don't like to perform in front of people, and all the efforts behind the scenes are recorded On my mermaid line!"

Yang Tingting felt powerless to refute.

Even if senior brother really has the kind of physique that is easy to shape, he still cannot do without active exercise.

After all, he knows exactly what he likes to eat.

It has nothing to do with healthy eating at all, but it can keep you in shape.

After thinking about it, Yang Tingting gave up the idea of ​​exercising with Zhang Zifan.

He said that he likes to work hard alone.

Perhaps it is this kind of personality that makes this man more attractive?
As for your own body sculpting problem, it is better to find a reliable gym.

"By the way, do you have any arrangements for Eleven? Do you want to take a break early and accompany me to watch a boxing match in Guangzhou?" Zhang Zifan asked.

He has checked carefully on the Internet.

Under the iron fist of justice of the party and the government, the lingering poison of the past has indeed been eliminated in Dongguan City, and now it is a clean and civilized city.

Things have come to this, it is hard to go against destiny, and we know that we cannot look back on the past.

It would be a good thing to invite three or five friends to cheer for Li Jingwang together.

"Boxing match? Huang Feihong kind?" Yang Tingting asked a little strangely.

"That's Huang Feihong in Foshan, we're going to Guanshi!"

But Zhang Zifan thought about it again, Humen seems to be selling cigarettes in Guanshi, and it can be more or less involved, "Anyway, I'm idle, I'm idle, let's go and see the excitement, and Yangcheng will open ICID recently, maybe it will be back then." I can meet your idol!"

ICID, the International Congress on Infectious Diseases, means the World Conference on Infectious Diseases.

This conference has been held every year since 1983, and it is an international conference that particularly focuses on the treatment and defense of global infectious diseases.

It has certain guiding significance for the prevention and control, treatment and immunization of AIDS, malaria, tuberculosis, intestinal infection, typhoid and other diseases worldwide.

Of course, the actual significance is not as high as the outside world expected.

Neither Zhang Zifan nor Yang Tingting are doctors in this field, so they didn't pay much attention to it, and they were not invited by the conference.

Unless Zhang Zifan has a way to concoct a high-level paper on infectious diseases now, he has to pay a registration fee of US$1000 to attend the conference.

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If Zhang Zifan didn't have dry goods at hand, he wouldn't be able to finish his thesis quickly.

As for spending money to buy members, to be honest, Zhang Zifan has no such plan.

Every year there are more than a dozen high-level academic conferences held in China alone, and it is meaningless to rush to attend each conference.

But in Yangcheng, Zhong Lao will probably attend the meeting, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the idol of many doctors.

If there is a chance to meet him, Zhang Zifan intends to check carefully, how high is Mr. Zhong's professional level, and the probability of him joining Haoran Hospital, how many decimal places are there!

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Just to make a statement, in order to prevent harmony, this new crown epidemic will not appear in this article, so please don't make mistakes.

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