I was making rounds one morning with a physician when we were interrupted by a co-worker who inquired about a patient's diet. “Mrs. Jones does nothing but complain about her food,” said my co-worker. “She says the coffee tastes like mud.” “Well, it should,” the doctor quipped. “It was fresh ground just this morning.”
一天早上,我正在和一個內(nèi)科醫(yī)生一起查房,一個同事打斷了我們,詢問一個病人的飲食限制。他說:“瓊斯太太只會抱怨她的食物。她說她的咖啡喝起來像泥漿?!贬t(yī)生打趣說:“嗯,應(yīng)該是這樣。咖啡是今天早上新磨的。”