Chapter 237： Suck

"Sister Wang Jia, busy ..." Wang Zhuangyong took a selfie in the operating area while wearing a hand-washing suit. When he saw Wang Jia and others counting the surgical instruments in the sterile equipment room, they greeted with a smile.

Wang Jia, wearing a dark green hand-washing suit, instantly blew her hair: "Who is your sister?"

The small intern Wang Zhuangyong froze, "Did you not call me sister Wang Jia last time?"

"Are you there?" Wang Jia was hesitant.

Wang Zhuangyong affirmed: "Last time you said Miss Sister or something ..."

"Can sisters and sisters be the same? You might as well call me Miss!" Wang Jia turned around in annoyance, and angrily said, "The points are all wrong, and I have to start again, two, four, six, eight ..." twelve……"

"Then you're busy, I'll go first, Wang Jiaxiao ..."

Wang Jia turned his head 180 degrees and looked at Wang Zhuangyong with a cannibalistic look.

"Little Wang Jia ... sister ... goodbye ..." Wang Zhuangyong waved hard.

"Well." Then Wang Jia put down the tube for colonoscopy in her hand, turned her head back, and counted again: "two, four, six, eight ... fourteen ..."

"That ..." Wang Zhuangyong stood at the door and said, "Why are you all cleaning, the rehabilitation room and the operating room?"

"Sixteen, eighteen, twenty." Wang Jia firmly counted, and then said, "Because Dr. Ling is coming back."

Wang Zhuangyong clearly felt that Wang Jia's tone had become gentle.

Of course, as a dormitory student in Ling Ran, Wang Zhuangyong is no stranger to this.

Once, Wang Zhuangyong's WeChat filled the school with girls of all grades and majors. The main reason was that of Ling Ran's two roommates, Chen Haoyuan had good looks at home. The girls were worried about misunderstanding, so they wanted to know Of course, all come to add Wang Zhuangyong> Wang Zhuangyong's orchid fingers always make girls feel more at ease.

His appearance is also relatively safe.

However, the atmosphere in the hospital made it difficult for Wang Zhuangyong to understand.

Wang Zhuangyong did not understand: "Even if Ling Ran is back, there is no need for cleaning. If you do this, even if the head nurse has no opinion, the directors will have opinion."

"It was ordered by Director Huo." Wang Jia raised his chin proudly.

"Why?" Wang Zhuangyong was shocked. Is it really that society is more complicated than school? Director Lian Huo ...

"Ling Ran came back for surgery, and often opened two or three operating rooms. When the operating room was under heavy load, it was too late to do a cleaning. The same is true of the rehabilitation room. In your rehabilitation room, There are fewer people. The discharged patients are all patients of Dr. Ling. When he comes back, the rehabilitation room will be full of people. "Wang Jia used the tone of the people:" While taking a rest, you can take a good rest. Take a break. I heard that at the busiest time, the rehabilitation room started at 5 am. "

"Five o'clock in the morning ..." Wang Zhuangyong remembered what Ling Ran was going to at 4 o'clock in the anatomy building and playing with the general teacher when he was at school. He instantly believed and turned a little puzzled: "Operating room is our emergency department. The rehabilitation rooms are all hand surgery borrowed. They are willing to open the door at 5 am. "

"It's not that Dr. Ling himself likes to use the rehabilitation room at 5 am. The chief of the hand surgery department, Director Jinxi most likes to use the rehabilitation room at 5 am. He previously opened a rehabilitation class. It starts at half past six and ends at half past six. It's given to normal people. "Wang Jia swaggered and said," For the requirements of hand surgery, before going out for a meeting, he must undergo surgery to see his rehabilitation before leaving. People who meet at 9 o'clock , Do not go to the rehabilitation room at 5 o'clock, when?

Speaking of this topic, the nurses who were counting were interested, and the oldest cow nurse clapping his hands and laughing: "Their chief physician, whose last name is the bald one, also used to check at 5 am As for the room, I once encountered two couples slamming on the bed and waiting for 10 minutes at the door. "

"Yes, yes, I remember, at that time he liked to have surgery for one night, and then went to the rounds, said quietly, and later he didn't go."

Wang Zhuangyong's blood filled with gossip: "Is it a complaint when I meet a couple?"

"Because I'm bald, I'm said to stay up all night fast." Nurse Niu waved and said, "Anyway, it's an ugly director, you can recognize it when you see it."

Wang Zhuangyong touched his head, only feeling a cold air on his back.

...

Ling Ran got off the plane, took a taxi home, and carried Lu Wenbin along the way.

"Rich, save time." Ling Ran patted the bag and explained to Lu Wenbin who was going to take the bus.

Lu Wenbin stopped talking and watched Ling Ran enter the car before he followed.

The taxi first sent Ling Ran to Lu Wenbin.

Ling Ran paid the fare in advance.

Academician Zhu Tongyi was very angry and rounded up Ling Ran's surgery fees. A total of 31,550 yuan was opened. The cash was packed for Ling Ran. In contrast, Lu Wenbin's surgery cost was only 5,000 yuan, which was paid according to the minimum standards.

Ling Ran didn't mean to correct this distribution ratio, but just got off the train and told Lu Wenbin: "Surgery is available when you have time, and the number of operating tables is accumulated."

Unlike other senior doctors, Ling Ran rarely made such false-to-virtual speeches. It was also because he had deeper self-experience recently that he would only say so.

This time I went to the Shanghai market. The difficulty of Scheme A designed by Zhu Tongyi was very high. When performing surgery on Liu Weichen, Ling Ran had already used the best methods possible to perform the operation. At that time, Ling Ran's means were significantly higher.

The reason was that Liu Weichen had the operation, which allowed Ling Ran to gain experience.

It can be said that the surgery given to Liu Weichen promoted Ling Ran's technical progress. If it were not for him, Academician Zhu Tongyi would not go to great lengths to do Option A and do a comprehensive analysis for it.

Without these analysis and field operations, Ling Ran could not think of using new operation techniques when performing surgery on He Xiufang.

After that, the three Option A surgeries further consolidated Ling Ran's technology.

It can be said that after 5 operations were performed, and Liu Ran was given another one, he could improve recovery by one to two percentage points on the spot.

This is also because Scheme A is indeed complicated enough, so that Ling Ran can obviously feel improved. By replacing with ordinary Achilles tendon rupture repair, Ling Ran will not have so much experience.

However, in general, the number of operating tables is the empirical value. The higher the technology, the higher the number of qualitative changes caused by quantitative changes, the higher the requirements. However, it is not possible to not accumulate.

For a resident such as Lu Wenbin, doing a hundred or two hundred surgical assistants may produce qualitative changes.

Lu Wenbin thought that he had done so many operations with Ling Ran, and then heard him say that he had accumulated the number of operating tables, but felt that a warmth in his heart rose, he could not help saying: "I learn from you, time is the most important thing. Well, I will always take a taxi later Go to the hospital. "

"Yeah, you have more surgery if you don't have the money." Ling Ran stood in front of the alley full of life, and Lu Wenbin thought about it.

Lü Wenbin pinched his cell phone and forcibly endured, so he didn't show the numbers to Ling Ran.

the next day.

Ling Ran slept until 7 o'clock, got up and watered the flowers, and then went to the market to buy some seafood and other ingredients. After cooking a pot of seafood porridge, he called his parents to get up.

Ling Jie porridge stretched a little unaccustomed before he was in the room, shouting in surprise: "Son is back?"

"I sent a message yesterday." Ling Ran answered next door.

Ling Jie porridge said "Oh" and said, "Forget, I slept early yesterday."

"I made breakfast." Ling Ran said.

"Ah, I want to sleep late." Ling Jieyu paused and asked, "What breakfast did you make?"

"Seafood porridge, fried cakes in the street, a little beef with sauce."

"Well ... what seafood does the seafood porridge contain?"

"Scallops, shrimps, ribs, snapper fillets, shiitake mushrooms, celery ..."

"Three minutes." Ling Jie porridge gave a positive answer.

Ling Ran went back to the first floor and turned the seafood porridge to a large fire. When he was about to boil again, he saw his father Ling Jie.

"Have you not bought crabs?" Ling Jie porridge wore slippers, opened the lid of the seafood porridge, smelled it, and nodded: "The taste is very good. Your seafood porridge technology has been cultivated, and you will not starve in the future. Now. "

Ling Ran choked out two bowls and said, "There are no crabs this morning."

"Seafood porridge has no crab, it can only be regarded as five-star, can not be called luxury ..." Ling Jie's voice was lazy, looked up again, and just saw Tao Ping went downstairs, and quickly picked up a bowl of seafood porridge , Shouted: "Wife, seafood porridge is ready, come and eat."

Turning his head, Ling Jieyu patted his head again ~ www.novelhall.com ~ said: "I almost forgot, Xiao Ran, should I arrange for the morning or evening in the neighborhood of Tuina the other day?"

"Morning." Ling Ran silently ate her own seafood porridge.

"Not in a hurry to the hospital?"

"Go back in the afternoon," said Tao Ping, who came from Ling Ran. "Mom, I want to eat bad meat."

"Okay." Tao Ping sat down with a skirt and smiled softly: "Let your dad go to the market to buy meat in a while."

Ling Jie porridge's eyebrows were shaking: "It takes two days for the bad meat to be eaten tomorrow."

"I'll work overtime tomorrow at the hospital and come back to eat the day after tomorrow." Ling Ran said.

"Then set it down and eat it the day after tomorrow. The food outside is not as good as home." Ms. Tao Ping gave her final word.

"Can't compare." Ling Ran replied, and then bowed down to drink seafood porridge, sucking ...

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