The Final Limit of Evolution! Struggling in the Misty Mountains! Chapter 51: The Trouble with Changing Medicine

Chapter 51: Dressing change incident

Perhaps it was because the bowl of thick soup that Fang Senyan drank contained the bottom of the pot, so when he swallowed the fresh soup without finishing it, he would find that after it slipped from the surface of the tongue, into the throat and into the belly, the aftertaste was still lingering. There is a faint burnt aroma. It's really unforgettable.

"This..." Fang Senyan took a closer look and suddenly understood: "Isn't this the very common Wan Zai Wing?"

Wanzi wings can be said to be one of the most common street snacks in Hong Kong. In the past, they were usually sold by hawkers on the streets. They are named after they are served in small bowls. Although its name contains the word "fin" for shark's fin, this precious ingredient is not included in its ingredients now. Strictly speaking, chicken wings are still possible...

The main ingredients of this food stall's Wan Zai Wings seem to be shredded mushrooms, shredded pork, shredded ham, eggs, and vermicelli. None of these ingredients have any special features. They are just a thin layer of thickening after being cooked for three hours. But the main highlight is probably the addition of the soup stock specially prepared by the boss.

Sheyan wanted to drink another bowl, so he held up the bowl and demanded more. The thin yellow woman had already come over to collect the bowl, with a straight face as if Sheyan came to eat for free, and said a hard "No" , turned around, picked up the wooden basin filled with dishes and chopsticks, and left.

At this time, I saw that the male boss and two waiters next to me had already lifted a large pot with a lid out of it and moved it to the stove. The pot and the soup inside weighed at least nearly a hundred kilograms. The oil-stained wooden pot lid above was constantly rippling with steam, white bubbles bubbled up, and an indescribable aroma emitted.

Upon seeing this scene, some of the diners who were still sitting shook their heads and sighed, stood up and walked for a short while, but the diners who were watching outside immediately filled the empty seats. Some people were so excited that they took out their mobile phones and called loudly to ask their colleagues how many copies they wanted to bring.

Fang Senyan was curious and waited to see. After a while, the thin yellow woman came out with a sullen face. She took a greasy and dirty notebook and a half-cracked ballpoint pen next to her. She asked about each location in turn and started to register.

Sheyan was completely confused at this time and didn't know what he was going to eat. However, one good thing about him is that he is not picky about food, and the bowl of fins left a very good first impression on him. He listened directly to the person next to him to order, and when it was his turn, he followed the instructions. :

"Three pounds of hind legs, fresh pepper sauce, and half a pound of offal."

When a shirtless waiter, sweating profusely, brought a steaming bowl to Sheyan, he suddenly realized that it was boiled dog meat! No wonder some people refuse to eat, but people who come to fill the empty seats flock to it. Is the famous saying "dog meat rolling three times and the gods unable to sit still" deserved?

The dog meat in front of Fang Senyan was stewed to perfection, and the smooth dog skin and tendon meat that had been scalded were bursting out in lumps, trembling in the air, and the snow-white thick soup was sprinkled with it. The green, white and tender shallots were obviously added with special ingredients when stewed. Although it was white, it was fragrant, and the soup base was still stewed yellow peas.

At this moment, if you listen to the voices next to you, no one is speaking at all. At this moment, the people present have given up their various identities as white-collar workers/underworld/policemen/civil servants/prostitutes/clients. The only ones who can stay are old gluttons. I heard the sounds of eating meat and soup mixing together like a symphony...

The half bowl of chicken wings from earlier was nothing like food to the hungry Fang Senyan. At this time, he swallowed the saliva and could hear the "gudong" echo falling into his stomach. Being inspired by the atmosphere, he threw his chopsticks and used his hands to tear off a large ball of tendon meat from the dog's leg. , blew it a few times, dipped it into the spicy garlic sauce plate next to it, and ate it with a big gulp. You can clearly feel the sweet sound coming from the teeth cutting through the delicious muscle fibers. The unique texture and fat of the dog meat mixed with the flavor of the seasonings are swallowed down, but your hands have already torn off the second piece involuntarily.

Because the chili sauce used for seasoning was slightly salty, after eating three large chunks of stewed dog meat, Fang Senyan let out a greasy burp with satisfaction and scooped up a bowl of fresh soup to drink. The taste of the soup was strict. It's light to say, I guess I only sprinkled some salt, but the aftertaste of the seasoning is quite good to wash away the inside of my mouth. The peas in the soup base are even softer and softer. With a slight stir, the powder inside disperses directly, and is applied to the taste buds in the most direct way.

When Sheyan ate the dog meat, he felt a little regretful after eating the third piece. When he ate the fifth piece, he felt strong resentment. After two more bites, he finally couldn't help but yelled:

"Boss, give me three more pounds of dog meat!"

The thin yellow woman came over and said coldly:

"do not add."

Fang Senyan:

"... Can't I add more money?"

The thin yellow woman was impatient and even more aggressive than Fang Sheyan:

"There's no extra money!! After you finish eating, walk quickly and don't stop me from doing business. At three o'clock, I have to go to the card game!"

Faced with such a tough lady boss, Fang Senyan could only eat meat and soup reluctantly, and finally ate half a pound of dog offal. Only then did he know that dog offal was free, similar to the kimchi in the mainland noodle shop. Finally, after eating and paying the bill, he only charged for three pounds of dog meat, and the price was very fair. No wonder diners flocked to it.

After a full meal, Fang Senyan was refreshed, so he bought some gifts and flew to Taiwan again. Nothing happened along the way. At this time, Sanzai had rented a single-family house near the sea according to Fang Senyan's arrangement, and then invited the skillful Grandma Zeng to take care of the life of the fourth uncle.

When he returned home, he saw Grandma Zeng sweeping the floor next to him, but the fourth uncle and Sanzai were not there. Fang Senyan asked about their whereabouts, but they went to the hospital to change the bandage on their hands. It was a bit strange that it usually took only an hour to change the bandage, but it took nearly an afternoon at this time.

Fang Senyan knew the hospital where Fourth Uncle usually changed the dressing. It was introduced by Uncle Da. The full name is "Executive Yuan Veterans Counseling Committee Puli Humin Hospital". Because of its relationship with the military, it is very good at treating external injuries.

Before Fourth Uncle went for treatment, the wound had been festering and oozing pus, but now it has healed well. It is estimated that it will heal in another week. Fang Senyan was puzzled, but he didn't have anything to do, so he told Grandma Zeng and called a taxi at the West Fifth Pier to take him to pick up people.

After arriving at Humin Hospital, Fang Senyan saw a lot of black cars parked at the door, but he didn't care and strode inside. After asking the nurse at the reception desk, he knew that the dressing change was in the surgery department on the fifth floor, so he went to wait for the elevator directly. But he saw that there was a lot of blood dripping from the main entrance of the hospital all the way to the elevator door, and the blood looked quite fresh, probably within a few hours.

After Fang Senyan got on the elevator, he saw blood inside the elevator, and the carpet inside was wet and blackened to the size of a basin. He went up to the fifth floor and left the elevator. He saw the nurses coming and going all looked nervous and panicked. The doctors in the diagnosis room also looked a little flustered, and even spoke in a very low voice, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.

Fang Senyan took a tentative step forward and walked to the surgical diagnosis room next to him. When he turned the corner, his steps paused slightly. He saw that the seats on both sides of the corridor about 30 meters long in front of him were densely packed with adult men between the ages of 18 and 40. Most of these men were smoking, looking anxious, and intentionally or unintentionally showing tattoos, tattoos and scars, and cursing from time to time.

Obviously, Fang Senyan encountered this kind of plot that often only appears in gangster movies. Most of them were a fight between gangs and a "big boss" was hit. No matter what these members thought in their hearts, at least they had to pretend to be extremely sad on the surface. Even if they could not get promoted, they had to show their loyalty.

Although the atmosphere seemed a bit serious and intimidating, Fang Senyan had seen all kinds of scenes. To be honest, the scene these people created was not as shocking as a velociraptor. He walked straight through the corridor.

Those gangsters stared at him with a cold and defensive look. It really didn't seem to be a good feeling to be "noticed" in this way. When Fang Senyan approached the ward where a row of men in black suits and sunglasses stood neatly at the door, a man with a gold chain who was leaning against the wall with his hands folded across his chest suddenly stood up and blocked him:

"Boy, what are you doing?"

Fang Senyan didn't want to get involved, so he tilted his head and said lightly:

"Visiting the patient."

The man with the gold chain said:

"Visiting who?"

Fang Senyan said indifferently:

"Visiting my uncle. My brother accompanied him to the doctor to apply medicine. The nurse said he was in the 5-07 diagnosis room."

The man with the gold chain didn't look like he was going to cause trouble, so he let Fang Senyan pass. Suddenly, a quarrel was heard in the diagnosis room at the end of the corridor, which quickly escalated into cursing, followed by the sound of glass breaking. Then the door of the diagnosis room was smashed open, and a person who was curled up holding his head was thrown out, and with him came a torrent of obscene words:

"Little bastard, before the results of Big Brother's injury come out, no one can fucking treat the disease, the doctors have to wait here! Get the fuck out of here, change your fucking medicine!"

Fang Senyan's pupils suddenly contracted, the outline of the figure who was thrown out and curled up on the ground looked very familiar, it was Sanzai!