Chapter 512

Zhang Fan, who didn't expect much food, really ate beautiful. The meat is not fat or greasy, but it has a fat smell. It's very delicious.

In case of delicious food, of course, let go. President Wang doesn't have a good appetite here. He hasn't finished all the eggs on the plate. He has something in mind. He's under great pressure. Of course, his appetite is poor.

However, the teams of doctors on both sides have enjoyed themselves. No matter Zhang Fan here or the doctor in Istanbul opposite, they all ate a happy meal and a round belly.

Because both sides are very confident in their medical skills, there is no pressure. Zhang Fan has no pressure on liver tumor surgery, while the opposite side feels that their technology has no problem rolling over Zhang Fan.

Therefore, only doctors and nurses were happy. Especially Zhang Fan, a mouthful of meat and a mouthful of leather teeth, outside! It's delicious. Delicious food can make people feel happy.

Originally, I felt a little uncomfortable and disappeared in the head's Gourmet reception. The smooth and tender delicacy exploded between the taste buds, and Zhang Fan's food was particularly sweet.

President Wang, who had something in mind, looked at Zhang Fan's eating appearance and didn't feel saliva in his mouth. Therefore, this person should still be with people with good appetite. At least, his meals are sweet.

In a larger tent not far from the grassland, a fat old man lay on the soft wolf skin against the quilt. The weather on the grassland is like this. It's very hot during the day, and the temperature can make people shiver at night.

That is to say, after surviving the cold winter at minus 20 degrees, he froze to death at more than ten degrees above zero in midsummer. The night here is not covered with thick quilts. I think I'll catch a cold at night.

Although the old man is fat, he doesn't look well. There was a trace of waxy yellow in the ashes. The trigger made of gold can be used as a child's collar. The fat body and the head are like falling directly into the chest. It's too fat to see the neck.

If it weren't for the necklace made of ruby and sapphire hanging on his chest, I really couldn't see that he was a man with a neck.

Yes, he is the head of the territory. In his early years, he was also a Pianpian young man. He rode a horse, carried a gun, worked as an old maozi, became a roller coaster king, walked through smuggling, sold (a) drugs, and called the armed police of Banhua National University.

With the excavation of natural gas, oil and non-ferrous metals, the horse bandits changed into resource tycoons. There are deposits in Swiss banks and real estate in Europe. If it hadn't been for the jump in his early years, he would have gone to the prosperous metropolis to provide for the elderly.

However, where there is money, there are gentle villages. On the grassland, there are only a few people. As for enjoyment, he lacks nothing. There are white, black, coffee, meatball, old maozi, and even the beauty of rest in Bangzi.

The doctrines and beliefs of this race are strange. Their doctrines and beliefs of this race were not accepted by other people of the same faith in the early years.

They are too casual. They have something to do. When they remember, they pray and worship. They can't remember what to do. They drink, eat meat and smoke hemp. Anyway, there is little difference between having faith and not having faith.

Instead, they marry a wife. They follow the doctrine very much. Ningduo is a lot of money. What's delicious, what to eat, what to stimulate and what to play. Wine is not good wine. What Lafite, what vogat, there is no good wine in the world that he has never drunk.

In addition, his diet is biased towards meat. In recent years, he has completely changed from an owl to a pregnant fat pig by selling oil and gas to China.

The body was blown up like a balloon. Now he estimates that only a heavy nag can carry it, but according to his current value, he doesn't have to ride a horse to carry a gun.

Eat and drink hard. For several years, alcohol and fat eroded the liver. Kneeling opposite him was a doctor from alamu, the private doctor of their family.

"Doctor, do you think I should ask Istanbul doctors to operate on me or Chinese doctors to operate on me. Is there any way to see their medical skills? "

"Dear leader. You are an eagle in the sky. You should have a way in mind. " The doctor is a general practitioner. He can do everything, but he is not very proficient in anything, and what he is best at is Zhuang (a) Yang.

He won't say anything decisive. It's not that he has an operation. Isn't there still a few heads when the old man dies? Anyway, he can make money. As for others, he's the most advice. Don't even think about it if you want him to say decisive words.

"Hehe, doctor, don't worry. I knew you when I was riding and carrying a gun. Anyway, I trust you most. You are my best friend, aren't you! You'd better talk about how to see their level. "

The leader smiled. His peers are enemies. How can he not understand.

"If you want to see their surgical level, it's not impossible. Since they are surgeons, find similar surgeries and let them do it. In this way, it is estimated that their surgical level is high or low. "

"Good idea! Then please look for similar patients! "

A layman and two knives were chosen by two people in an unreliable way.

There are many herdsmen in the territory of the leader. Herdsmen used to take grazing as a means of survival, but now it has become a kind of life. Because of money, the population has grown more and more in decades.

More people, more sick people. Because he is far away from the city, a general practitioner with two knives can only do minor surgery, but his position here is still very good.

While Zhang Fan and his family were eating, the doctor began to collect patients.

"Doctor, I have a stomachache!"

"Let me touch it. You have appendicitis. Have an operation tomorrow!"

"Doctor, I also have a stomachache."

"Well, you have cholecystitis. Have an operation tomorrow."

"Doctor, I also have a stomachache."

"Well, you should have a baby. Take out the baby tomorrow!"

For a time, the doctor gathered many patients. On the grassland far from the city, the doctor's status is really high, and the herdsmen believe his words. According to the Chinese people make complaints about it: it is friendship that is cured.

The sick herdsman has good medical skills compared with praying for God's gift.

Eat beautiful and full. The head nurse secretly lowered her trousers at the waist.

"Experts, please have a good rest tonight and start the operation tomorrow." After a follower whispered in the young man's ear, the young man said a loud word to the guests.

"We won't operate with them. They can't! " Just as the young leader's voice fell, the leader of the medical team opposite stamble pointed contemptuously at Zhang Fan and impolitely pointed at Zhang Fan with his fingers.

"What do you mean, it looks like you're swearing?" Zhang Fan didn't understand, so he looked at his interpreter.

"He said he would not operate with us. He said, "our technology is not good."

"Hey! He is shameless. " Zhang Fan smiled. The decision on the operation is not in the hands of the doctor. But this is a foreign country. It can't be pointed at by the nose without talking.

"Tell him whether it's OK or not depends on who's loud. If it depends on a loud bull roaring outside, it's estimated that the medical skill is the highest."

The translator stood up and said rude words!

"Hehe, have a rest first and have a good rest. Take it easy. You are all the most distinguished guests in our territory! "

The young man smiled indifferently. He has too many brothers. Apart from the old man, he is the one who most wants his father to live a few more years.

Doctors compete with each other, which is what he most wants to see.