Chapter 389： Pyrotechnic gas

The Shao family hall where Boss Shao is absent is always a bit less smokey and more procedural.

Ling Ran ordered some beef tripe and roasted meat casually, and paddled his stomach, even if it was lunch.

Mr. Shao's secret sauce of beef tripe, at noon today, can only score 88 points.

To the grand Shao family hall, it can be regarded as polite rather than fair evaluation.

The dean looked at Tian Xun who was very happy, and was curious and disturbed.

While Tian Xi Biandian went to get the orange juice soda, the vice president quietly pulled the arm of Zuo Cidian and whispered: "Is Rolls-Royce really her?"

"Should be." Zuo Cidian followed Ling Ran for such a long time, his words became more rigorous: "I have never seen her driving license."

"I mean ... let's just invite someone for a barbecue? Is it enough for Rolls Royce?"

Zuo Cidian glanced at him and asked, "What do you want to eat for Rolls-Royce?"

The Deputy Dean hesitated: "That ... we should at least be clear about it, not to mention that we have to order everything in the store, this is too tacky, at least ... hey, I don't know what to say."

"My previous thoughts are a bit like yours." Zuo Cidian suddenly seemed to agree with the vice president.

The dean looked up in surprise.

"Later, I also dripped every day. After playing for a while, I didn't think of you like this." Zuo Cidian bowed his head to eat the tripe, and sipped the greasy tea. Didi, have you ever played Rolls-Royce? "

The Deputy Dean looked at Zuo Cidian and said, "I saw in the news that I rarely take a taxi myself. Generally, I dispatch a car to pick up something in the courtyard. Today is a special situation. Sorry ... "

In the second half, Zuo Cidian didn't listen at all.

Hearing that there was a pick-up and drop-off from the hospital at work, Zuo Cidian suddenly realized that the middle-aged man with thin hair in front of him, although apparently respectful, he was actually a leader!

If you count, the vice president of the Yunhua Third Hospital will be easily a dean if you are transferred to the town health center.

In other words, the middle-aged man with thin hair in front of him is Zuo Cidian's previous life goal, ideal of life, reward for struggle, and medal of hard work.

It really makes people ...

Zuo Cidian's eyelids fell down, and when he wanted to say two scenes, Zuo Cidian crossed the head of the vice president's head and saw Ling Ran.

Ling Ran is still in a very relaxed state, taking a bite of a tripe of the tripe, eating two bites and then wiping his mouth with a paper towel. Although the tissue comes from Hermes' tissue box, but still ...

Fortunately, life has nothing to achieve!

Noon.

Ling Ran had a few more operations and used up all the operating rooms in the three hospitals.

Infectious disease hospitals will prepare multiple operating rooms, also because their operating room utilization rate is very low. Of course, the third hospital did not expect Ling Ran to operate so quickly and so frequently.

On the other hand, it also means that the cost of infection surgery is high-changing to many local hospitals, receiving two infected patients a day, the operating room will be red light warning.

Scheduled tomorrow's surgery time, the vice president personally arranged the vehicle and sent Ling Ran home.

Now that infection surgery has begun, Ling Ran is going to brush up the surgery in the third hospital, and just make room for the newly built ward to make it easier for workers to install and medical staff to organize.

Xiagou Clinic.

Hidden in the lively courtyard, the neighbourhood neighbours happily dangled their needles, took medicine, and chatted.

"Dong Sheng is not here today?" Ling Ran decisively found that the brand of Tuina was buckled, and asked Xiao Shami before entering.

Ling Jie porridge was busy invoicing and collecting money, Le's eyebrows were shaking: "Dong Sheng had enough money for a box of medicine and took it back to the mountain. His master is now a medicine jar."

Ling Ran nodded "oh".

"The core problem now is that Dr. Xiong is going to raise prices again." Ling Jie porridge sent away the patient, stood up, and said indignantly: "If the business of our family is better, I will change the law. For a while, I would like to say how much the average price in the industry is. He dragged his back. After a while, he said that the workload has increased, the working hours have been extended, and overtime is not human. I am like a human boss ... Alas, do I look like a human boss? "

Ling Ran quietly looked at his father and asked, "How much will he add?"

"This is not a question of how much money to raise, this is a matter of principle!" Ling Jiegui said indignantly: "Looking at the business when it is good, you need to increase your salary. When business is not good, can you reduce your salary? The price of oil is the same, it can only go up. "

Ling Ran calmly said "Oh".

"It's not that you can't raise your salary. There must be a procedure. For example, one year ... a three-year salary increase, he can get benefits, and I can understand." Ling Jiecon said with a thigh: " That's a great idea. I'll talk to Dr. Xiong later. "

"Why wait?"

"You have to wait for work, you see how busy the clinic is now." Ling Jie porridge shook his head.

Ling Ran had no intention to participate. When the dad finished speaking, he went to the lounge chair under the eaves, comfortably unfolded himself, turned on the mobile phone, and started the game.

About ten minutes.

The game is over.

Ling Ran raised her eyebrows and opened another round without discouragement.

Game after game.

About forty or fifty minutes later, Ling Ran put down the phone with no taste, and Dr. Xiong's fierce resistance came from his ears: "All the Yang Jiadao noodles in the alley have risen by 50 cents. I am up 20 a month, shouldn't it? "

"The price increase of the Yang family's cut noodles was caused by a video of Lao Yang's shaved noodles with injured hands.

"Lao Yang's hand was bandaged by me."

"It was stitched by my son."

"You can't make me lose even the noodles!"

"You must be reluctant to eat shaved noodles at a retirement salary of five or six thousand a month, and I can't help it."

"The retirement salary is in the wife's hands. She wants to let me eat shaved noodles. What am I going to do? What's the matter, is 20 yuan still worth money?"

Ling Jie porridge was anxious: "If you don't count the money, you will find it for me. You still need 20 yuan more, 5 yuan at most."

Dr. Xiong was helpless: "Boss Ling ~ www.novelhall.com ~ now the lowest bargaining unit is 10 yuan."

"Okay, just ten yuan!"

Ling Ran listened to the sound of their argument, and slowly went upstairs, but for some time, she fell asleep.

The next day.

Two in the morning.

There was nowhere in Xiagou Alley.

Stray cats and stray dogs have long disappeared without a trace.

Even the shop that was made earlier did not light up.

Ling Ran awoke, woke up, washed a little, and drove out his Jetta in the backyard. When he reached the alley, he saw the stall owner yawning and preparing to start his own van.

When the hawker saw Ling Ran, he greeted him with a hundredfold spirit, and then looked at Ling Ran's little Jetta vomiting away. The stall owner took a picture with happiness, sent it to the circle of friends, and accompanied it with Text: "Although I earn more than the doctor, I get up later than the doctor."