Chapter 1319: Chapter 1322: The Doctor’s Street Stall Economy (Additional 25/54 for the Tiger Walking the Catwalk)
Chen Cang called Zhou Hongguang out.
“Director Zhou, thanks a lot!” Chen Cang returned to his usual smile.
Zhou Hongguang slightly shook his head and said honestly, “I should be the one thanking you.”
“In such a short ti, I don’t even dare to call you Little Chen anymore.”
Zhou Hongguang couldn’t help but sigh as he spoke.
Liver transplant surgeries take quite a long ti, and it was already near dusk in the afternoon.
After chatting for a while in the office, Chen Cang suddenly asked:
“How are things going with the academicianship?”
Zhou Hongguang smiled, “I used to be struggling with this matter recently, but now… I’m suddenly not in a rush anymore, because I seem to have found what I truly need to be doing.”
“Little Chen, after today, the next ti we et, I’ll have to call you Professor Chen. This will be my last ti calling you Little Chen.”
“If the hospital has liver transplant surgeries in the future, we might need your assistance.”
Chen Cang nodded, chuckled, and said, “If I have ti, I’ll co.”
Zhou Hongguang looked relieved, “Alright, just hearing that is enough!”
By this ti, everyone was close to finishing their work for the day.
Chen Cang gathered He Zhiqian, Gao Ronghua, and Zhou Hongguang, and the four of them headed to the nearby night market.
There were quite a few street vendors, and the snacks seed much more plentiful than before.
The four found a barbecue stall and sat down. Chen Cang ordered a big supplent package designed to “replenish and invigorate” middle-aged n, along with a box of beer.
Seeing the dishes being served, the seasoned directors exchanged smiles, very satisfied.
You know what they say—n understand n the best!
Since the barbecue stall didn’t have cold dishes, Chen Cang simply got up and headed to the neighboring stall to buy so prepared ats.
Over there, the shop owner was busy hustling.
When he saw Chen Cang, he smiled, “Dr. Chen, off work already?”
Chen Cang nodded, “Get so at.”
The shop owner smiled, “Dr. Chen, you might as well cut it yourself—you’re better at it than !”
Everyone around burst into laughter.
Chen Cang didn’t mind at all. He walked around to the back, put on gloves, and got straight to work.
As Chen Cang saw the liver on the counter, his appetite suddenly grew.
So, he ended up slicing quite a bit of liver.
He found the experience exhilarating as he sliced!
That mastery of a blade—what a divine skill for cutting liver!
Raw or cooked, every piece felt just right.
In a fit of enthusiasm, Chen Cang kept slicing until all the livers were diced into small pieces.
After he finished, he realized—uh-oh, got carried away!
But then…
Looking up, he saw a large crowd of people staring at him.
“Boss! This… all these plates of liver—I’ll take them all!”
“Don’t, buddy, leave so for us!”
“Yeah, look at those knife skills—you’re the best chef I’ve ever seen!”
…
Chen Cang froze for a mont.
Even the owner of the prepared at stall looked stunned.
Chen Cang’s heart suddenly filled with joy!
It seed like he had finally found his second career in life.
If his father, Chen Dahai, knew that his son, all the way in the capital, was reviving the Chen Family’s craft, he’d surely whip up a couple of dishes and pair them with a bottle of Maotai to celebrate.
Chen Cang drank a bottle of beer and was getting into the swing of things.
Why stop now? He started on intestines, pig ears, pig trotters, lungs… continuing his operation for the night.
Chen Cang’s knife work attracted quite the crowd.
The prepared at stall owner watched as Chen Cang sold out all his inventory, mixed with feelings he couldn’t express. He stepped outside, lit a cigarette, crouched to smoke it dry, feeling indescribably lancholic.
He pulled out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, hesitated for a mont, and then exchanged it for five ten-yuan bills before handing them to Chen Cang.
“Dr. Chen, please take this—you earned it!”
Chen Cang took the fifty-yuan back to his table, grabbed a bottle of ice-cold beer, walked around to the three companions, and downed the entire bottle in one go.
“There are so many street vendors these days!”
“Who wouldn’t say so? Many doctors from our hospital are out here setting up stalls too!”
“Really? Selling what?”
“The Hematology Departnt is selling duck blood vermicelli soup. It tastes great—you wanna try it?”
“Forget it—General Surgery is next door, and our departnt’s people are over there altering pant legs, fixing zippers, and nding clothes!”
“Hey, at least it’s better than Orthopedics. That departnt has a PhD setting up a stall doing plaster, scraping walls, electrical welding—talk about stamina!”
“By the way, shouldn’t Dermatology be doing sothing like treating hemorrhoids or removing corns and foot fungus?”
Chen Cang returned ho and brought Qin Yue a cup of milk tea.
It was from a stocking milk tea shop opened by a few nurses from his departnt.
Seeing the milk tea, Qin Yue was in high spirits and even beca willing to finish her howork by herself.
A beautiful day wrapped up nicely this way.
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The next day, after returning to the departnt, Liao Jia was handed the shift handover by Mo Li.
“Did yesterday’s liver source get delivered?” Mo Li asked curiously. He had been operating all day yesterday and had forgotten to inquire about it.
Liao Jia nodded, “Yeah!”
“How did the surgery go? Who perford it?” Mo Li paused his actions and couldn’t help but ask.
Sixteen hours for a liver source—to be honest, he wasn’t too confident about it.
Liao Jia bit her lip and said, “Director He Zhiqian, Professor Chen Cang, and Professor Zhou Hongguang were all there.”
These nas made Mo Li breathe a sigh of relief.
To be frank, he had been a little worried.
But Zhou Hongguang’s participation relaxed Mo Li even more. “Oh… Director Zhou was there too!”
“How did the surgery go?”
Liao Jia’s face flushed, “I… I didn’t watch till the end. I ca out halfway.”
Mo Li frowned at this, “Why?”
Liao Jia started explaining the scene when Chen Cang used the Wu-style blade technique during the surgery yesterday.
She also described in detail what she saw inside the abdominal cavity after it was opened.
“Then… I just couldn’t hold back and shouted before rushing out.”
In front of her teacher, Liao Jia was honest, her cheeks flushed as she relayed yesterday’s events in full detail.
After hearing her account, Mo Li froze for a mont.
“Chen Cang… knows the Wu-style blade technique?”
Liao Jia nodded seriously, “Yes, absolutely, it was definitely the Wu-style blade technique. I rember it clearly. In fact… I think it’s even faster than Wu-style blade technique!”
This statent made Mo Li take a deep breath.
It wasn’t that he didn’t believe her, but… seeing is believing.
Thinking it over, Mo Li stood up and left the office.
He picked up the phone and directly dialed Zhou Hongguang.
The call didn’t connect.
After a few attempts, Zhou Hongguang finally answered.
“Director Mo, what’s up?”
Mo Li hurriedly asked, “Old Zhou, Chen Cang knows the Wu-style blade technique?”
The question caught Zhou Hongguang off guard for a mont.
“Uh… yes!”
With confirmation, Mo Li’s face lit up, “Do you have the surgery video?”
Zhou Hongguang hesitated, “I do, but…”
“But what? I’ll co over to copy it now—wait for !” Mo Li said as he got up to leave.
Zhou Hongguang sighed, “Co tomorrow. I’m locking myself away today…”
Mo Li was stunned, “Locking yourself away?”
Zhou Hongguang replied, “Yes, Professor Chen asked to write a paper as a comntary, and it has to have an impact factor of over 10!”
Mo Li: “Professor Chen… you an Chen Cang? He perford the surgery yesterday? And… isn’t a 10 impact factor a bit too exaggerated?”
Zhou Hongguang chuckled, “Wait till tomorrow, you’ll understand!”
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ps: Thanks to “Today is uneventful if you’re not here” and “Brother Yuan” for the 10,000 rewards. Much appreciated!
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