Everyone was quite satisfied with the barbecue. Wang Dashan had prepared a foam box for Liu Banxia, filled with grilled meat skewers.
They weren't fully cooked, so they could be heated in the microwave and eaten directly. Otherwise, if they were fully cooked, they would become very dry and lose their good taste.
"Well, I thought you guys were never coming back," Wei Yuan sighed when they returned.
"Give them a little reward. We had a barbecue. If you're not too busy, heat up the skewers for a late-night snack for everyone," Liu Banxia said.
"We're not busy, just some debridement work, and not too many patients," Wei Yuan responded. "The nights have been manageable recently; I hope it stays this way. Good heavens, you brought back so many! How are we going to eat them all? Aren't you being a bit too generous? Did you just keep cramming them in?"
Seeing the meat skewers revealed when the foam box was opened, Wei Yuan was genuinely taken aback.
