Sleepless Doctor

"What is that young man doing?" Some diners looked at Wu Mian's "face" at the charcoal fire, feeling very strange, and whispered.

"Who knows, it looks so good. What a pity, why do you take a girlfriend with you."

"It's a brain problem. When we came in, we just watched him look at the charcoal, and we didn't know what was so interesting."

Wu Mian could hear others whispering about himself, but he didn't care.

Ever since I was young, there are people talking about myself everywhere. In this regard, Wu Mian's heart is extremely strong.

What he is not satisfied with is the guides that can be searched on the Internet, just this, can also be called Raiders?

All the information that can be collected is simply too rough and unsightly! How can you do things so casually and simply, there is no reproducibility at all.

There are no Phase 1, Phase 2, or Phase 3 trials, no double-blind comparison, no... nothing Wu Mian wants to see.

No way, the words that promised Chu Zhixi to cook by herself are still lingering in her ears.

Wu Mian calmed down, put on ordinary PVC gloves, and gently stroked the meat on the skewers.

Through the gloves, feeling the delicate and smooth meat quality, Wu Mian was directly dumbfounded.

Standing in the position of the surgeon, what you can feel is different from now, completely different!

The feeling of controlling everything disappeared, and what was left was helplessness and helplessness.

On the operating table, what Wu Mian is going to do is a rescuer, but now, he wants to roast all the meat, it is best to be tender on the outside and tender on the inside, so that the lips and teeth will leave a fragrance.

I...never did it...never did it...

Wu Mian's eyes were narrowed into two slits, and his tall nose looked like a mountain and a big river, and his eyes were like two small streams with deep still water.

"Brother..." Chu Zhixi whispered, "Would you like to let the waiter bake it before serving it?"

"No!" Wu Mian said firmly, "I can definitely do it, and there will never be any accidents. Don't worry, girl, I am sure it will do!"

Chu Zhixi looked at Wu Mian's expression, knowing that this sentence was just casually speaking.

She is not Wu Mian, and can't remember how many times my brother has said similar words. But every time he encountered a difficult operation in the past, he stood in the position of the surgeon and said this with a smile on his face.

Although I can't see the expression through the sterile mask, I can feel full of confidence and ease in the words, and my eyes are narrowed, but it is not as nervous as it is now, but with a confident smile.

Alas, there is no way. Chu Zhixi looked at Wu Mian pitifully, hoping that her brother would do it soon.

"I'm going to start." Wu Mian said seriously, and then took two skewers and put them on the grill.

"Brother, do you only roast two?"

"Well, one for you, one for me." Wu Mian looked at the charcoal fire and the meat skewers on it intently, and never thought of the true meaning of Chu Zhixi's words.

The white jade-like hands kept turning over the meat skewers, the fat was constantly falling, and the flames burst out. Wu Mian flipped the skewers while feeling the changes that began to appear on the skewers.

The changes are subtle. If you want to grill the best skewers, you must master this detail.

About 3 minutes later, Wu Mian handed the string in his hand to Chu Zhixi.

"Girl, try it."

Wu Mian's eyes opened, full of confidence.

"This must be the best kebab in the world, not one of them."

The aroma was overflowing, Chu Zhixi swallowed, took the skewers, and nodded vigorously.

Wu Mian looked at Chu Zhixi with expectant eyes, waiting for her response.

Chu Zhixi took a bite, and then his lips stood still, staring at Wu Mian with wide eyes on the skewers.

"Isn't it delicious? Not willing to eat?" Wu Mian said with a smile, "It's okay, I'll make it for you every day from now on."

"Big brother...it's all gone...hasn't added salt yet..."

Chu Zhixi took a paper towel and spit out the meat skewers in his mouth.

The meat was burnt on the outside and burnt inside, and the meat was too burnt to eat. Wu Mian frowned and looked at the piece of meat that Chu Zhixi vomited out, and said in confusion, "It shouldn't be."

"Emmm." Chu Zhixi looked into Wu Mian's eyes and asked, "Brother, what did you think about when you kebab?"

"Orthopedics, do you remember the pressure cooker for tumor surgery?"

"..." Chu Zhixi was full at once.

"Every time you have an operation, as long as there is a smell of meat, you know that the orthopedics department is doing that kind of operation again." Wu Mian looked at the string in his hand in confusion, "I have tried my best to perceive it, but why did I do it?"

As he said, he put the meat skewers in his hand into his mouth.

Feeling the burnt of the meat, Wu Mian's eyebrows wrinkled. Just like surgical training, Wu Mian flashed back clips in front of him, and the movements, heat, and size of the meat he had just grilled on the skewers all matched one by one.

Finally, Wu Mian made a certain point—the meat skewers were really mushy.

He spit out the burnt meat and started grilling the skewers again.

"Brother, can you help me?" A girl who was nearly 30 came over and asked generously.

"Thank you, no need." Wu Mian said with a very polite smile.

"Can you add your WeChat?" The girl asked directly without looking at Chu Zhixi.

"Oh, if you come to me for something, please contact my fiancée." Wu Mian retracted his gaze and looked at the meat skewers intently again.

The girl returned in anguish.

"Brother, why are you so behaved."

"I've always been so behaved, OK?"

"Be good when I'm away."

"Hey, you're not by my side, who else... Don't make trouble, I want to grill skewers." Wu Mian avoided Chu Zhixi's hand and smiled and said, "It's okay, it was just a small accident."

Chu Zhixi's stomach grunted.

"I... as soon as possible." Wu Mian felt the pressure, and he calmly repeated the action just now.

First, understand the size, toughness, and freshness of the meat on the skewers, and then put the meat on the skewers according to the temperature of the charcoal fire.

Another accident...

Accident again...

When Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi ordered the cooked meat skewers to be delivered, there were not many people in the skewers shop, and the rest were a table of drunks drinking.

Wu Mian was eating skewers~www.wuxiaspot.com~ while wondering the success or failure of this skewers activity.

"Brother." Chu Zhixi's food is sweet, which seems to be the best thing she has eaten in her life.

Whether it's beauty or food, it really needs to be compared.

"Huh?" Wu Mian thought about the matter in his heart, and replied softly.

"I think there is a problem with the speed of your flipping. There is a skewers shop that automatically flips skewers. Just watch the fire." Chu Zhixi said with skewers in her mouth.

"Really? That's very convenient."

Seeing Wu Mian's actions, Chu Zhixi knew what he was going to do.

"No, I want to eat here." Chu Zhixi rejected Wu Mian's unspoken thoughts, "Next time, next time, no hurry."

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