Village Doctor's Magic Hands

On the 86th floor, in addition to Zhao Sanjin and Xia Lingmo, there were two other middle-aged men who left the elevator together. They had a big belly. At first glance, they knew that they would grow fat in such high-end places all year round.

"Welcome." fortunately, the waiter who soon entertained Zhao Sanjin interrupted Zhao Sanjin's idea. With a professional smile, he enthusiastically guided Zhao Sanjin and Xia Lingmo.

"I don't know where you two want to sit?" as a high-end restaurant integrating Chinese and Western food, the service level of the waiter is definitely super first-class. Even when talking, it feels like a spring breeze. It's not comfortable.

"What do you say? Ling'er!" Zhao Sanjin thought it would be better for Xia Lingmo to solve the multiple-choice question of choosing a seat.

"Over there." after all, Xia Lingmo is a person who often haunts high-end places. He just glanced around and fell in love with the best viewing position of the whole restaurant. Without much thought, he took Zhao Sanjin to go.

"Well, it's beautiful." sitting in his seat, Zhao Sanjin admitted that Xia Lingmo had a unique vision through the transparent glass.

"I don't know what you two want to drink?" the waiter solved the needs of Zhao Sanjin and Xia Lingmo one by one.

"Let's have red wine." Zhao Sanjin smiled and replied with some embarrassment.

"OK." the waiter nodded warmly and continued to ask, "excuse me, sir, what kind of red wine? Does it need to be packed by cup or bottle?"

"It would be nice to have two glasses of red wine originating from Aosong villa for more than ten years." Xia Lingmo is not a picky person. Although Xia Lingmo seldom drank red wine in Yanjing, he still knows a lot about the world-famous red wine.

Obviously, Xia Lingmo also knows that when he goes out, everything should be simple. Since he follows Zhao Sanjin all the way, the red wine in Aosong villa is already good. Anyway, it is the same flavor for Zhao Sanjin

"OK." the waiter held the iPad, pointed at it and placed an order. At the same time, he had the opportunity to ask, "what's the type of meal? Chinese food or Western food?"

"Chinese food!"

"Western food!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, but unfortunately, the results were different.

Chinese food is what Xia Lingmo said. After all, Xia Lingmo is really worried that Zhao Sanjin is not used to this place for the first time, so he still focuses on Chinese food. For Western food, just try it a little.

However, for Zhao Sanjin, he originally brought Xia Lingmo to look for a little romance. Whether he is used to it or not, he must focus on Western food.

When they didn't cooperate, the waiter almost laughed, but had to ask again, "what kind of meal do you need?"

"Western food." this time, Xia Lingmo didn't insist, but his eyes looking at Zhao Sanjin were full of tenderness, as if he had to melt Zhao Sanjin directly.

"How would you like the steak cooked?" the waiter was like the host of a variety show. The questions were endless.

Fortunately, this time Zhao Sanjin learned to be smart. He simply didn't answer the questions and let Xia Lingmo say it all, so as not to make a fool of himself again later. Zhao Sanjin really had the impulse to jump directly from the 86th floor.

"Nine cents." similarly, I'm worried that Zhao Sanjin may be not used to it, so Xia Lingmo specially asked the steak to be fried thoroughly. It's as good as eating pork at that time.

"OK, please wait a moment." the waiter stopped pointing on the iPad, then turned around with a professional smile and left Zhao Sanjin and Xia Lingmo with a back.

The dim yellow light shines on the dining table like a candle, equipped with a slightly bright wall lamp, red silk hanging around the wall, coupled with aesthetic decoration, and the people who come to dinner are more qualified. Such a scene, in addition to warmth, is indeed more emotional.

"Hello, your meal." the speed of the restaurant is still very fast. In less than ten minutes, two waiters appeared next to Zhao Sanjin and Xia Lingmo and put the exquisite steak and side dishes on the table. The other waiter carefully put two glasses of red wine in front of them. Before leaving, he didn't forget to smile and say, "please take your time."

As Zhao Sanjin's first foreign meat dish, and also the first time he had dinner alone with Xia Lingmo, he wanted to see what kind of experience the life of the upper class was.