"We're basking in reflected glory too."
Li Peisheng quickly waved his hands, "Director Ma, please don't say that, it's making me embarrassed."
"Us surgeons, how many operations can we perform in a lifetime? How many people can we save?"
"That's all countable!"
"But your policy here, a medical insurance reform, how many people can it save?"
"It's different!"
"Alright, let's stop flattering each other. After we eat, I'll take you to visit the Shanhe Emergency Center."
"It's not too far from here."
The owner served the food quickly, and soon three bowls of noodles and three dishes were brought to the table.
Three bowls of noodles, each a substantial serving.
And the three dishes were almost overflowing.
The fatty intestines looked as though they were free, heaped high on the plate, and the spicy lamb blood was utterly appetizing.
The three of them had set out early in the morning and were absolutely starved. Seeing the food, they ate with great enthusiasm.
