On the day of surgery, the wind was refreshing, the sun was bright, the sky was clear, and not a single cloud could be found. It was a perfect day to organize a Sports Day.
Lu Wenbin brought with him his seriously cooked pork trotters, ham hock, and chicken feet to the Operating Area's waiting room.
A few doctors surged towards him and divided the food.
Lu Wenbin hugged a food container tightly to his chest. Once Ling Ran approached him, he offered it up like he was giving him an offering. He said with a smile, "Doctor Ling, these are two front hooves I chose among more than one thousand pork hooves. Look at the thickness and observe how chewy it is. I went to a meat processing plant at two in the morning to pick these…"
The doctors around him laughed. "And yet, they are still pork hooves."
"If there can be differences between doctors, then there will naturally be differences in pork hooves as well," Lu Wenbin refuted seriously.
