A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

There were too many friends and temporary friends. When it was nine o'clock, Zhang Lan told Zhang Jialin next to him and asked him to tell the chef who was eating at Zhang Lan's house today. , the food originally ordered for the eight-table banquet might not be enough, so he quickly started preparing cold dishes, doubling them first.

At this time, Zhang Lan was somewhat fortunate that he had planned to provide free large pots of food today from the beginning, so that the contracted chef would prepare a lot of things.

Looking at the people who are coming now, we can only have eight cold dishes and a big pot dish for lunch. Let’s wait until this wave of hot dishes has passed.

Cold dishes are easy to prepare, most of them are ready-made and can be plated directly. But hot dishes are different. If you don't prepare them in advance, it's fine for three or four tables. You can prepare more if you have more, but the dishes will definitely not be so uniform.

What Zhang Lan thinks is that if the dishes are not uniform, then they just don't serve hot dishes at all. There is nothing wrong with big pot dishes. These people who came here were not thinking about eating.

But how can I put it, this consecration ceremony was indeed done by Zhang Lan and was done by the Caotai team.

Zhang Lan referred to the procedures of other temples for the first batch of people to offer incense and the items and rituals required for the offering, but Zhang Lan simplified it too much.

Because the space was not big, Zhang Lan moved the futon for kneeling and worshiping in the courtyard and the ceremony that was originally planned to be performed in the main room to the courtyard. A number of places for offering incense and worship were temporarily added at the gate outside the courtyard.

Actually there are not that many people, but there are all kinds of people who come here. Zhang Jialin and the people in the village committee originally planned to divide them into three, six or nine in order, but after the people in the town who followed them recognized the identities of several of them, they simply came together as one.

The original plan was to prepare at nine-thirty, start at ten o'clock, and end at ten-thirty to eleven o'clock.

As a result, with the help of others, Zhang Lan didn't finish the whole ceremony until half past twelve and was ready to start eating.

Wait until Zhang Lan comes out of the courtyard where the Bodhisattva is worshiped and arrives at home. The staff in the town and the people in the village committee have made arrangements for the people staying at Zhang Lan's house to eat in an orderly manner.

After a brief conversation, Zhang Lan returned to the east yard to change clothes. There were not as many people eating as expected. Some people made an appointment with Zhang Lan to come back another day and left after offering incense.

With so many people today, it was obviously not suitable to talk to Zhang Lan about anything, so some people chose to come back another day.

Among those who stayed, in addition to Zhang Lan's own relatives and friends who came over for a meal, there were also some patients and friends that Zhang Lan had treated.

There was no discussion about anything, whether it was Zhang Lan's invitation or someone who came to Zhang Lan after knowing the news. They all left Zhang Lan's house one after another after eating.

After seeing off the last wave of guests and returning to the living room in the small courtyard to the east, Zhang Lan lay on the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief. She really didn't expect to be so tired. Either it's physically hard or I feel tired mentally.

From morning to now, Zhang Lan felt how many people she had talked to today. Only then did Zhang Lan realize that when a leader inspects a party, it is not something that ordinary people can bear, such as condolences to so many people one by one.

Zhang Lan felt that his face was almost frozen with laughter. Now that he thought about the congratulatory idea that came to his mind, he wanted to slap himself in the face for what he was doing with so many things.

The phone rang. Zhang Lan lazily took the phone and looked at it, then clicked to answer: "Hello?"

Wu Xiaokui's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Zhang Lan, do you have any guests now? I have something to ask."

"It'll be fine now. Let's rest on the sofa for a while. Tell me what happened." Zhang Lan said.

"I'm in the car outside now. Can I go over to find you? It's better to say it in person, but it's not clear on the phone."

"Okay, come here."

After going out and picking up Wu Xiaokui, Zhang Lan said with a smile: "There are so many people this morning, so some places can't be taken care of. Brother Kui, don't be surprised."

Wu Xiaokui said with a smile: "Today you are the protagonist, busier than all of us, everyone can understand."

After that, Zhang Lan asked Wu Xiaokui what brought him to him. Wu Xiaokui sighed and told Zhang Lan something.

A friend of his, who is just 30 years old this year, has been in the intensive care unit of the hospital for more than 40 days due to brain stem bleeding. Now he has used all the methods he can think of.

As of yesterday, the person was still in a coma, with no conscious response and unstable vital signs. I would like to ask Zhang Lan if there is anything he can do.

Zhang Lan thought for a while and said: "Is he still in the ICU now? Which hospital is he being treated in?"

Wu Xiaokui said: "In the First Affiliated Hospital of Shang University. What happened in Shangshi was sent directly to the First Affiliated Hospital of Shang University."

"How should I put this? It's been so many days, and it's brainstem hemorrhage again. This kind of disease can only be cured. I think you know better than me what will happen when the time comes." Zhang Lan said.

Wu Xiaokui nodded, smiled bitterly and said: "Of course I understand this. But my friend is the only son in the family. His father has passed away. He has no children yet, so he just gave up treatment. His mother is in her fifties. It's too cruel for his mother."

"That's true." Zhang Lan sighed. Being widowed in middle age and losing a son in old age are great misfortunes in life.

"What does your friend do? Why did he get sick?"

"My friend's father is a soldier. He is now a policeman. The specific reason why he fell ill is that he suddenly fell ill during the lunch break. He suffered from headache, dizziness, and vomiting. By the time he was sent to the emergency room, he was already unconscious. , and then he never woke up." Wu Xiaokui replied.

Zhang Lan fell into deep thought. Treatment was no problem, but the question was which method should be used. The most important thing now is to stabilize the vital signs of Wu Xiaokui's friend. It has been more than 40 days, and the symptoms that should appear on the body have almost disappeared. As long as the vital signs can be stabilized, the person can be released from the ICU.

Let’s ask the reason and see why the vital signs are unstable.

Just when he was about to ask about his condition, Zhang Lan suddenly reacted and asked, "Brother Kui, do you want me to see a doctor or something?"

Originally, Zhang Lan had been thinking about how to treat Wu Xiaokui's friend, but when he spoke again, he suddenly thought that today was his consecration ceremony for the Bodhisattva, and his friend had been lying in the ICU for so many days. If Zhang Lan wanted to If you were going to see a doctor, you should have called and asked.

Combining today's events and thinking about Wu Xiaokui's purpose, Zhang Lan felt that he might have misunderstood.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Lan's question, Wu Xiaokui quickly explained: "I just want you to see in front of the Bodhisattva whether my friend can wake up. If possible, can my friend's condition be stabilized?"