"Okay, the key point of this surgery is..." Wang Xiaobin told Zhang Chaofeng, who was standing in the operating room and studying with Doyle, one of his twenty-one students.

"Local anesthesia, Zhang Chaofeng, what acupuncture method do you think you should use?" Wang Xiaobin asked.

"A shot of heartlessness." Zhang Chaofeng said confidently.

"Okay, let's start!" Wang Xiaobin nodded in admiration and then ordered.

This kind of surgery is not a major operation for doctors like Wang Xiaobin and Xiao Doyle. However, in order to guide Kaka and Zhang Chaofeng, Wang Xiaobin performed the surgery very slowly. The surgery, which could be done in two hours with Wang Xiaobin's medical skills, was extended to three and a half hours.

"The operation is very successful, don't worry." Wang Xiaobin walked out of the operating room and said to the patient's family.

"Boss, Mr. Chen has called you several times." Lin Yujie saw Wang Xiaobin walk out of the operating room and hurriedly ran over and said.

"Well! I understand, is Doyle awake?" Wang Xiaobin nodded to show his understanding, then took out the operation and asked while turning on the computer.

"Doctor Doyle has come out along the river." Lin Yujie shook her head and said.

"Senior brother, why are you so anxious?" Wang Xiaobin dialed Chen Yun's cell phone and asked.

"I want to ask if you are going to Tibet or not? The airport ticket booking office is waiting for my news!" Chen Yun said excitedly.

"I've been going, I've wanted to go and see it for a long time." Wang Xiaobin replied immediately. In fact, the place where Wang Xiaobin wants to go the most is Tibet, the place with the purest sky in the world.

"That's true. Let's go in three days. You can arrange the hospital's affairs in the next two days. Don't let the hospital go if the person leaves, and then there will be any trouble." Chen Yun smiled and hung up the phone.

Chen Yun found an opportunity to go out to play this time. The medicinal food company was on track, and his wife's Western food had already monopolized the entire J City. Finally, there was nothing happening during this period, so he immediately began to consider the whole family going out for a walk. He also thought that Wang Xiaobin is now alone, so he also asked Wang Xiaobin if he would go, but he didn't expect that Wang Xiaobin really had time.

"Husband, Xiaobin will go too!" Zheng Shuang asked while packing her luggage. The baby had already been sent to her mother's place, so this time she was just going out for a trip.

"Go, what's wrong?" Chen Yun asked.

"Haha! Xiaobin is going to go, so I don't need to bring any medicine." Zheng Shuang said with a smile.

"Haha! Wife, you are really too smart." Chen Yun said with a smile.

Three days later, Wang Xiaobin and the other two boarded the plane to Lhasa.

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When I got off the plane, a cool breeze blew over my face. According to the weather forecast report on the plane, the highest temperature today is 18 degrees Celsius, which is the most comfortable temperature. It is the end of September, and in City J, it is the hottest time of the year, and in Tibet, September has begun to enter winter.

"Quozhudele, guests from afar, welcome you to Tibet. I am the tour guide of the Lhasa Korjier tour group. This is my tour guide ID. Do you need a tour guide?" Wang Xiaobin and the other two had just walked out of the airport. A girl in a very traditional Tibetan costume walked up to him and asked after saluting.

Chen Yun nodded and said, "Okay, we happen to need a tour guide. Are you completely different from finding a hotel for us?"

Chen Yun's voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, as if someone was pinching his throat.

"We are responsible for finding hotels for tourists, taking tourists to eat our traditional food, and visiting famous attractions." The tour guide replied very politely.

"Okay, I don't know what you call the tour guide lady?" Chen Yun asked.

"Just call me Sangzhu. My Tibetan name is very long and quite tactile, so my friends call me Sangzhu. Only elders will call me the full name of my Tibetan language." The female tour guide replied with a smile.

"Everyone, come with me." Sang Zhu led the road ahead.

"Miss Sangzhu, I don't know what the charging standard is?" Chen Yun walked behind Sangzhu and asked. After all, this is a kind of transaction, and you have to ask the price first.

"We are divided into tour guide services from one to six days. It costs 300 yuan a day. If it is six days, it will cost 1,500 yuan." Sang Zhu replied with a smile. Sang Zhu's face was a little round, and her dark little face smiled and showed two small dimples on her cheeks. She looked very cute.

"Then we'll set six days." Chen Yun thought about it and decided that their plan this time was ten days, including about two days that would take to go on the road, and there were eight days in the middle. He decided to play six days under the guide's guide. The remaining two days were just enough to buy some unique things from Tibet so that he could go back and give them to his relatives and friends.

"What does it mean to ask Zhudele?" Wang Xiaobin took two steps and stepped forward to ask Sang Zhu who was leading the way.

"Quezhu Dele means good afternoon, Gong Zhu Dele is good evening, Zashi Dele means good luck, and sudden means thank you." Sang Zhu explained to Wang Xiaobin in very detailed, and also taught Wang Xiaobin some of the more commonly used Tibetan languages.

"Suddenly," Wang Xiaobin smiled and learned and used it now.

The travel agency where Sangzhu is located is a three-story building located next to Lhasa Airport, with large signs written in Tibetan and Chinese hanging on it. According to what Sangzhu said just now, it can be translated as the Lhasa Blessing Tour Group.

After signing the contract and paying the fee for hiring a tour guide, Sangzhu drove an old-fashioned jeep to a small hotel in Lhasa where the price of a house is the same as the price of a triple-level hotel. Because the Tibet Railway is now open to traffic, many passengers have chosen this place as a tourist destination out of curiosity. As a result, it directly drives the economy of Tibet and increases consumption here a lot. Small hotels like this are only about 30 yuan in J City, but have increased nearly ten times here.

"Everyone, have a good rest in the afternoon and get used to the pressure here first. I will take you to the beautiful scenery of the Zhexue Shenzha Nature Reserve tomorrow." Sang Zhu said to the three of them, and then walked out.

"Adap to the air pressure?" Wang Xiaobin was a little confused.

"I don't understand this? Tibet is a plateau, with an average altitude of several thousand meters higher than ours. Don't you feel troublesome to breathe?" Chen Yun said with some difficulty.

"Difficult? No feeling! But senior brother, your voice sounds really awkward now. You should get used to it quickly! Sister-in-law, you have a good rest. I'll go out for a walk first." Wang Xiaobin took a few casual breaths, but there was no difficulty in breathing. He smiled and said to Chen Yun and Zheng Shuang, and then took him out. Because he had set two standard rooms and Wang Xiaobin was alone, so there was no need to be afraid to disturb Chen Yun and Zheng Shuang's rest when he came back.

For Tibet, Wang Xiaobin is just a Potala Palace, and then a lama wearing a skirt. For Wang Xiaobin, shopping, it is just a close look at the environment, appreciate the customs and customs here, and then eat some special snacks. However, Wang Xiaobin only has the special snacks in Xinjiang, including mutton skewers and raisins. I don’t know what special snacks there are in Tibet.

Due to the development of tourism in Lhasa, the number of people coming here to do business is gradually increasing. There are various restaurants on both sides of the clean road. In Lhasa, you can taste the flavors from all over the north and south, high, medium and low-end meals, snacks, and all over the streets and alleys of Lhasa. For Wang Xiaobin, travel is just a relaxing moment. Just try the local Tibetan restaurant, maybe Wang Xiaobin can come to Lhasa to be worthwhile.

Tibetan hotels naturally became Wang Xiaobin's choice. After careful search, Wang Xiaobin waited for a Tibetan hotel that looked very Tibetan, and looked quite large and relatively clean, and walked in.

"Welcome." Two Tibetan girls in traditional Tibetan costumes stood at the door and said to Wang Xiaobin.

Because it is afternoon, tourists who just arrived in Lhasa will follow the tour guide to adapt to the air pressure and adjust their bodies in the hotel. When tourists who arrive early, they will choose to visit the famous commercial shopping street in Lhasa - Bajiao Street. Therefore, there is only Wang Xiaobin in the entire Tibetan hotel.

After choosing a seat by the window, a middle-aged fat man in Tibetan clothes and a hat trotted to Wang Xiaobin's side, then squeezed his originally small eyes into a slit with a smile and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Ah! I'm here at a Tibetan restaurant for the first time. I don't know if there are any Tibetan-style side dishes. Just come here for three or four. Please help me make an idea." Wang Xiaobin smiled at the fat man's round face, thinking in his heart: Are there few fat men in the plateau climate?

"This..." The fat man said with some embarrassment: "Sorry! Sir, because it's afternoon, and all the chefs have gone back to rest. If you don't mind, I would like to ask you to taste the gravy chops I made."

Wang Xiaobin nodded happily. He originally wanted to eat the most distinctive Tibetan dishes, and even the Tibetan restaurant here would inevitably add some other elements due to the different tastes of tourists from all over the country. In this way, the original authentic specialty snacks have become a bit assimilated. Now with such an opportunity, how could Wang Xiaobin refuse?

The fat man turned around and told the two Tibetan women standing in the door that they could close the door and rest, and then took Wang Xiaobin to the back hall.

In the back room, a large black pot was erected on a fire brazier, with boiling water in the pot. On the floor beside the pot, a few cuts were cut, and the meat had not been completely prepared.

"This guest, I'm neglected! I'll sit for a while, and this mutton will be ready soon." The fat man said to Wang Xiaobin a little embarrassedly.

"I was disturbing me. I don't know what my brother calls me?" Wang Xiaobin waved his hands repeatedly.

"My Chinese name is Shuidawa, and the Tibetan name is Jijiao Dawaweise. You call me Dawa. I don't know what the guests call?" Tibetans have a habit. According to the current social development, those who come to travel are called Mr. and Miss. Once they are told their own name, they call them guests. This way they also seem close. If the other party tells their name, they are brothers and sisters. Because in Tibetan, names are a very sacred thing. A child must be named by an accomplished lama before he is born, and there are three changes in his life to deal with the course of his life.

Wang Xiaobin felt very funny when he heard the fat man's name. It was unique to use the word "shuai" as his surname, but the fat man in front of him could not be connected with the handsome man at all!

"My name is Wang Xiaobin, just call me Xiaobin." Wang Xiaobin said to the fat man with a smile.

"Haha! Brother Xiaobin, since you are destined to come to my brother, come and have a cup of barley wine first. The meat is boiled in the pot and you can eat it." Jijiao Dawaweise heard Wang Xiaobin's name and immediately changed the name. While saying that, he poured Wang Xiaobin a cup of barley wine with his bloody hands.

"Wow! So spicy!" Wang Xiaobin drank a small cup of barley wine when he got off the plane, but that cup of barley wine was many levels worse than this cup of barley wine!

"Haha! That's right. In our Tibet, only the best brothers will give you such a good wine. You also drank the barley bar when you got off the plane! It's a drink for women and children. It only cares about the taste and has no feeling. I am an authentic Tibetan secret barley wine. It was taught to me by the great lama who was in charge of the back meal in the Potala Palace last time. It is equivalent to a 56-degree white wine." Jijiao Dawaweise laughed when she saw Wang Xiaobin's cripple, and then boasted to herself.

"Handsome, your wine is really spicy! By the way, why is this mutton stewed like Mongolian stewed?" Wang Xiaobin asked. Wang Xiaobin had eaten in a Mongolian-style restaurant in the city before, and there was such a similar dish at that time, also called mutton stewed.

"Haha! We have similar living habits! Most of them are nomadic people! But the difference is large. We Tibetans do not kill animals, while the Mongolians kill themselves and eat them! Haha! Also, we eat mutton raw, while the Mongolians eat more bloody food." Jijiao Dawawei explained to Wang Xiaobin with a smile-

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