Chapter 468

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

At six in the evening, the entrance of Tong'an Hospital was exactly when the flow of people inside the hospital was most dense.

By this time it was dinner hour, and the hospital kept seeing patients' family members and some doctors and nurses hurrying out.

"Salty Yang, you kid are doing pretty well in Jiangcheng! This afternoon I chatted with your Director Zhou, and he said you're on the professional title evaluation list at your hospital this time — you kid hid it deep enough, such a good thing and you didn't share it with me, impressive!"

A male doctor, handsome-looking and half a head taller than Zhang Xianyang, draped his arm over Zhang Xianyang's shoulder and spoke with an excited face.

As he spoke, his tone carried a few degrees of envy.

He was called Liao Tong, Zhang Xianyang's roommate from university; after graduation he stayed at a fairly decent hospital back home, and now he was a resident physician in the Digestive Medicine Department.

This time he came to Jiangcheng because his hospital arranged for him to come for study and exchange.

Although the Digestive Medicine Department at Liao Tong's hospital was also considered one of their hospital's key departments, in terms of academic resources and case complexity, it was far behind the current Tong'an Hospital.

Especially last month when Sun Lao personally came to Tong'an Hospital to guide for half a month, Tong'an Hospital's Digestive Medicine Department's reputation began to be gradually noticed within the industry.

Sun Lao is what kind of figure — a hospital that could be personally guided by him for half a month, that's something many hospitals have never had.

Even Liao Tong's hospital wanting to invite Sun Lao to guide, they've never been able to get on the schedule.

Zhang Xianyang's face put on a very calm appearance, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up slightly: "Hah, this is just me having good luck."

Although his mouth was humble, his heart was still secretly delighted.

The professional title evaluation was something he had hoped for over two years, and now it finally had a settlement, so naturally he was very happy inside.

"Don't be humble."

Liao Tong raised an eyebrow, smacked Zhang Xianyang's shoulder hard, the two looking like they were still horsing around like in university: "I've been grinding for two years at my hometown hospital, professional title evaluation is something I don't even dare think about, you've got it in the bag and you're still humblebragging here? I'm telling you, you absolutely have to treat me to a meal!"

As he spoke, he pointed at a restaurant opposite the hospital with very exquisite renovation: "I think this place is not bad, at noon when I ate I saw this place had quite a few people too, how about we eat here?"

"Treating you to a meal is no problem, but not eating here, I'll treat you to Yangchun Noodles!"

Zhang Xianyang didn't even glance at that restaurant, directly saying to Liao Tong with a generous face.

"What?"

Liao Tong's voice instantly raised, he widened his eyes, reached out and thumped Zhang Xianyang's back once: "Zhang Xianyang, you kid have been graduated from university this long, how are you still as stingy as before? I came all the way from my hometown to celebrate your upcoming professional title with you, and you're sending me off with a bowl of plain broth Yangchun Noodles?"

"Who's being stingy? Don't rush to scold me first, the Yangchun Noodles I'm treating you to aren't ordinary Yangchun Noodles, they sell for 68 a bowl! And you have to queue at least half an hour to eat, otherwise why would I be dragging you out in such a rush?"

Zhang Xianyang smiled, patted Liao Tong's shoulder and said.

"What Yangchun Noodles sell for 68 a bowl?"

Liao Tong couldn't help showing a surprised expression on his face, thinking Zhang Xianyang was fooling him: "Your Jiangcheng is just a third-tier city, Yangchun Noodles can sell this expensive? Even first-tier cities aren't this expensive!"

Then his eyes lit up: "You kid wouldn't be... planning to take me to a star-rated hotel in your city to eat, right? Worthy of someone getting promoted and raised, the dining tier goes up too!"

"Who said anything about going to a star-rated hotel? You're overthinking!"

Zhang Xianyang shook his head, pointed in the direction of Food Street and said: "The place I'm taking you is a small shop on the nearby Food Street, that shop may not be a star-rated hotel, but the taste is really especially delicious, last time Sun Lao came to our hospital to guide work, he ate at that shop for several days straight, the taste is way more delicious than what star-rated hotels make!"

As he spoke, he recalled the taste of that Yangchun Noodles at Lu Family Restaurant, his mouth couldn't help starting to secrete saliva.

"For real? Even Sun Lao went to that shop to eat?"

Liao Tong saw Zhang Xianyang's longing face, his face showed a half-believing half-doubting expression, then couldn't help reminding: "Also, did you forget? I don't like eating noodles, during university those years did you ever see me eat noodles?"

"I remember of course, today I'm precisely taking you to properly witness what truly delicious Yangchun Noodles are!"

Zhang Xianyang didn't mind at all, waved his hand grandly and said: "It's exactly because you don't like eating noodles that I have to take you to taste, I guarantee it'll absolutely shock you!"

"Say, today you can only treat me to Yangchun Noodles, can't eat something else?"

Liao Tong was Zhang Xianyang's best friend during university, he knew in his heart that Zhang Xianyang was someone who really knew how to eat, hearing him speak so confidently, he also felt some curiosity.

But he really didn't like eating noodles, in his heart he wasn't very willing to go.

"Going or not give me a word, it's already past six, Lu Boss has already started business, closes at eight, if you dilly-dally a bit more, by the time we get there even queuing we won't get to eat!"

When Zhang Xianyang got off work he worried going late would mean missing Lu Feng's cooking, so right after getting off work he directly dragged Liao Tong and hurried out of the hospital.

Now seeing Liao Tong still standing there dilly-dallying not moving, he immediately got a bit anxious, grabbed his arm and walked forward.

"Okay okay okay, going, I'm going, can't I? Since you're treating today, I'll give you this face."

Liao Tong was yanked into a stumble, only then reluctantly stepping up to follow.

But though his mouth said that, in his heart he still had some doubts.

Since childhood he didn't like eating noodles, those university years he never ate them once, everyone in the whole dorm knew.

Yet now hearing Zhang Xianyang treating him to Yangchun Noodles again, thinking of those plain broth noodles, his heart couldn't muster the slightest interest.

But he couldn't resist Zhang Xianyang's enthusiasm, although in university Zhang Xianyang was a bit stingy, you have to admit this kid really knows how to eat, every restaurant he recommended tasted pretty good.

The two walked one after another on the road to Food Street, Zhang Xianyang walked in front, constantly urging Liao Tong behind to hurry.

That rushed anxious look, didn't look like going to eat, but like rushing to perform surgery on an emergency patient.

Liao Tong was urged into a bit of a headache, could only keep speeding up his steps.

After arriving at Food Street, his eyes couldn't help scanning back and forth at the shops on both sides, couldn't help muttering quietly: "There's so much good food here, do we absolutely have to go to that shop to eat noodles?"

"You don't understand, not a single shop on this street can compare to Lu Boss."

Zhang Xianyang didn't turn his head, steps still striding fast: "Wait till you eat the noodles, I guarantee you'll absolutely want to eat Lu Boss's Yangchun Noodles every day!"