Chapter 77

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

"Enter."

A resonant voice came from inside the door.

Zhang Xianyang pushed the door open and walked in, looking at Director Zhou Zhengbang sitting behind the desk.

"Xiao Zhang, what's up? You came looking for me for something?"

Zhou Zhengbang took off his glasses, looking at Zhang Xianyang who had come in from outside the door with some puzzlement.

"Director Zhou, I have a matter I want to discuss with you." Zhang Xianyang rubbed his hands a bit embarrassedly and said respectfully: "I want to take a night shift tonight, would that be okay?"

"You want to take a night shift?" Zhou Zhengbang looked at Zhang Xianyang with some surprise: "I remember you, kid, never willing to take night shifts, right? Did the sun rise from the west today?"

Night shifts look easy, provided there are no emergencies at night.

If you run into emergency patients in the middle of the night, or a patient you're responsible for suddenly deteriorates at night, then the doctor on night shift won't sleep a wink all night.

Even if the doctor finishes work at night and can sleep a bit in the rest room, they still have to be prepared to be called up at any moment.

Over time, even an iron body can't take it.

Therefore, doctors who have stayed in their hospital for a certain number of years are not active about taking night shifts.

Night shift work is mostly given to young doctors who haven't been at the hospital long, but even young people are scheduled for at most one night shift per week; any more and the hospital can't retain these young doctors.

Zhang Xianyang is also one of the doctors unwilling to take night shifts; every time he's scheduled for a night shift, he always refuses with various excuses.

From when he entered Tong'an Hospital to today, the number of night shifts he's taken can be counted on one hand.

"There's a special situation, anyway Director just agree to it." Zhang Xianyang scratched the back of his head, too embarrassed to say it was because he wanted to eat fried noodles that he thought of taking a night shift.

Zhou Zhengbang, however, unhurriedly picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said slowly: "If you don't explain the reason clearly, I won't let you swap shifts."

Now the initiative was in his hands, and he was a bit curious why Zhang Xianyang had changed his tune today.

"Okay okay, I'll tell." Zhang Xianyang sighed helplessly and had to tell the truth: "There's a shop on Food Street that operates in the early morning, their fried noodles are delicious, I want to buy a portion tonight to taste."

"Just knew you, kid, actively applying for a night shift, definitely up to no good." Zhou Zhengbang gave Zhang Xianyang a disdainful look and said somewhat speechlessly: "For a plate of fried noodles you specially came to find me to swap shifts, no wonder people behind your back all call you a foodie."

"Then... Director, you agreed?" Zhang Xianyang looked at Zhou Zhengbang with a face full of anticipation.

"Alright, but you worked a day shift today, and still have to take a night shift tonight, can your body take it?" Zhou Zhengbang frowned, looking at Zhang Xianyang with some worry.

24 hours non-stop, the load on the body is still quite large.

"Don't worry, Director, I can rest a bit at noon, and if there's not much going on during the night shift I can also sleep a bit, I can take it." Zhang Xianyang said indifferently.

"Really don't know how delicious that shop's fried noodles are, to make you, kid, so persistent." Zhou Zhengbang said with a laugh, then waved his hand: "Alright, if there's nothing else go back to work, close the door for me on your way out."

"Then thank you, Director, for making it happen!" Zhang Xianyang smiled and nodded, turned around and left the Director's office.

Thinking that he could eat those delicious fried noodles tonight, Zhang Xianyang's steps became much lighter.

At noon, twelve o'clock, Lu Feng, having woken up, was eating the fried noodles he'd brought back from the shop in the morning when he suddenly received a call from Li Jiang.

"Fengzi, you free this Sunday?"

The moment the call connected, Li Jiang's trademark loud voice came through the phone.

Lu Feng couldn't help but frown; why did these words sound a bit weird?

"I don't have that preference, you go find someone else." Lu Feng spoke and was about to hang up.

"Damn, where'd your mind go, kid? I'm a man, I like women, I've got no interest in you!" Li Jiang retorted annoyedly, then his voice turned serious: "I'm asking you, I've got something this Sunday, do you have time?"

Lu Feng thought for a bit; if nothing unexpected happens, Friday complete mission receive reward.

After the room is packed up, there's not much to move; Friday afternoon plus Saturday moving should be enough.

"Got time, speak, what is it?" Lu Feng said somewhat lazily.

"This Sunday is my dad's birthday; he said this year we're not going to a restaurant, cooking a few dishes at home to celebrate, you coming or not?" Li Jiang said on the phone.

"This Sunday is Li Shu's birthday? Then I have to go. What does Li Shu usually like? I'll bring some gifts over." Lu Feng immediately said upon hearing this.

Thinking of how Li Jiang's parents usually treated him well, no matter which time he went to their house they'd prepare a table full of sumptuous dishes to welcome him.

Usually when going to Li Jiang's house, Lu Feng rarely brought things, but when leaving he could take quite a lot of stuff back.

But this time Li Shu's birthday, going empty-handed wouldn't look too good.

"Bring what gift? My dad lacks nothing; he said as long as you come that's enough." Li Jiang laughed carefreely on the phone.

"That won't do; Uncle and Auntie usually take good care of me, Uncle's birthday Sunday, me going empty-handed would be what kind of talk." Lu Feng shook his head, then asked: "What wine does Uncle usually like to drink?"

"Already said no need to bring gifts; my dad likes Moutai, you willing to buy it?"

Li Jiang knew Lu Feng used to be unwilling to spend money, so he deliberately joked.

"Moutai, right? Okay, Sunday I'll bring two bottles over." Lu Feng nodded after hearing, saying it calmly.

"No way? Fengzi, you're this generous now? Opened shop less than half a month and you're this rich?" Li Jiang on the other end of the phone, hearing Lu Feng agree so readily, was so surprised his voice couldn't help but go up an octave.

"Not bad, earn a bit more than when I worked before."

Lu Feng smiled faintly; ever since he had the system, money to him was just a string of numbers.

Last week's mission reward of one million is still lying in the bank card untouched; he now counts as heading toward a moderately prosperous life.

"Speaking of which, haven't gone to your shop to eat in several days." Li Jiang smacked his lips a few times on the phone, changed the topic and said: "Right, my dad ever since last time eating the xiaolongbao you made, has been nagging me saying he still wants to eat; Sunday why don't you come to my house and make some xiaolongbao?"

"I think it's you who wants to eat, right?" Lu Feng laughed, exposing Li Jiang's real thoughts, then asked: "This week the shop has other things besides xiaolongbao, want to try?"

"Must! Whatever you want to make is fine! I've got no opinion, need to buy anything you tell me."

This week Lu Feng's business hours were too late; Li Jiang found it troublesome so didn't go to his shop; now hearing there were other delicacies, he immediately agreed happily.

"Then let's make Fried Noodles. You haven't tried them either, and I'll prepare the ingredients." Lu Feng thought for a moment, then said to Li Jiang on the other end of the phone.

"That's Meaning! It's settled! Wait at home on Sunday morning, and I'll drive over to pick you up." Li Jiang said excitedly.

"I'll go myself. I'm moving on Saturday, so I won't be staying at the previous place anymore."

A chapter's worth of content was missing between Chapters 73 and 74; it has already been added after Chapter 73. Thank you, dear readers, for pointing it out. ORZ