Chapter 540： upgrade

on Saturday.

Xiang Xueming took a moment and returned to Yunhua.

Unlike the Yunyi period, the time of day is in units of 20 minutes. For one month in Bazhai Township, Xiang Xueming's working hours returned to normal, sleep returned to normal, and bowel movements returned to normal.

Before getting off the long-distance bus, Xiang Xueming even thought that this was pretty good.

Then he looked up and saw the 488-meter-high Yun'an Building.

The all-glass Yun'an Building was built 10 years ago. At that time, the concept of light pollution was not very popular in China, so that this iconic building was like a huge glass rod, shining brightly from various places. The angle reflects dazzling light.

When Xiang Xueming was studying, he heard Yunhua's classmates tell the ugliness of Yunan Building more than once.

However, Xiang Xueming looked at it for 5 years, and still felt that Yun'an Building was full of modern beauty. The price of renting a cell in the high-rise of Yun'an Building would be worth the monthly income of Xiang Xueming. If the beauty is not good, you will be willing to pay so much money.

Xiang Xueming thought so, then carried his backpack, squeezed to the bus station, lined up a bus, and hurriedly arrived in Xiagou.

He did not return to Yunyi directly. Although he was very full when speaking to Zeng Xingteng, as an intern, Xiang Xueming knew that he did not have the ability to invite the attending doctor.

Three operations a day gave 2,000 yuan. The price of this flying knife fell below the flying knife line, and it is no longer a flying knife. In fact, it doesn't count, neither does the plane, nor does the high-speed rail. Zeng Xingteng and Xiang Xueming certainly can't afford the transportation expenses.

Therefore, the attending attendant must either take a bus to or from the car or drive it by himself, which is not very comfortable.

Partially Xiang Xueming ca n’t invite too weak attendants—it will definitely not come above the deputy high level. People would rather use this time to eat a medical representative and drink two bottles of Moutai to return to the original—Bazhai is a small place As long as you get any disease, you can do surgery, so you have to find a relatively comprehensive surgical technique.

Another one, Bazhai Township did not have Director Zheng Gao to rescue the field. Any problems on the operating table must be resolved by the attendant of the flying knife. This alone, most doctors dare not go.

In the top three hospitals, most of the attending doctors don't like people to point their fingers behind their backs. However, when the operation fails, we still have to find a master to rescue the scene.

The authority of superior doctors to lower doctors, and the suppression of weak hands by technical masters are all concentrated here.

Xiang Xueming was not confident to invite such an attendant. He consciously ate at Yun Yi, and Ling Ran gave himself a background, and Xiang Xueming also saw this clearly.

In the Ling treatment group, there were only two or three kittens, and they were able to occupy the operating room of other departments for surgery, which is no longer a big deal.

The intern who came with Xiang Xueming, who sent a specimen to the Department of Pathology, could be suspicious of life, but the intern in the Ling treatment group rarely encountered such treatment.

Xiang Xueming came back this time and wanted to regain his treatment.

He got off the bus, and his shoulder bag was full of confidence.

He brought a boar elbow from the mountain, plus two feathered pheasants.

This is also a carefully selected gift. As far as Xiang Xueming knows, ordinary valuable goods are not irritating to Ling Ran.

"Who is the young man looking for?" An old lady sitting in the courtyard of the Xiagou Clinic basking in the sun, glanced at Xiang Xueming, and knew that he was not a local.

Xiang Xueming quickly stopped and said, "I want to find Dr. Ling Ranling."

"Seeing a doctor? What disease?"

"I ... find him something."

"When something happens, wait slowly if you have something." The old woman grinned, her mood long.

Xiang Xueming looked around and saw the left and right sides of the entrance to the courtyard, which are quite classic wooden corridors. Inside the corridors, there are names with wooden signs:

"Treatment room", "emergency room", "B ultrasound and ECG", "treatment room" ...

"It's quite big." Xiang Xueming praised.

"Just renovated," the old woman said twice, "Ling's family made money."

Xiang Xueming nodded blankly: "Just renovated?"

"I heard that there is a special needle or something. Who has made a needle?"

"Cosmetic needle means small scars and less scars." Xiang Xueming understood at the first hearing.

"Anyway fools don't break the law."

Xiang Xueming smiled: "Where is Dr. Ling's clinic?"

"You know?" The old woman's eyes squinted.

Xiang Xueming remembered the old lady in front of the canteen in the village, and immediately shook his head: "I just said anything."

Said, Xiang Xueming quickly went inside.

The courtyard of the Xiagou Clinic is still preserved, and the bricks in the middle are just smoothed.

The same is true of the old building on the front side, which retains the pattern of living above and living underneath.

It was only used for the consultation room in the temple room, and moved to the side.

It was originally a loft and bathroom, but now it has become a new small building.

The old house on the opposite side was also demolished and built into a modern Chinese-style building.

Xiang Xueming looked around with a probe and saw a B-machine and an operating table, as well as a disinfection room and a hand-washing table next to it.

Xiang Xueming compared it with Bazhai Township Branch, only to find that the two were quite similar.

Of course, there is no B-ultrasound in the Bazhai Township Branch, which is a problem left over from history.

Xiang Xueming walked around before seeing Ling Ran in the small treatment room.

He was sewing a needle for a middle-aged aunt, and talking to the middle-aged doctor next to him while he was sewing. All the things he said were sewing.

Xiang Xueming's envious eyes were bleeding.

After he arrived in Bazhai Township, what worried him most was that he couldn't improve.

"Doctor Ling." Xiang Xueming whispered and said, "I'll come back to the city to take a look. I just have time ..."

Ling Ran looked at the patient's wound and said with a sigh, "I have time to do some surgery."

"I'm in the Bazhai Township Branch. I can't do any surgery." Xiang Xueming sighed helplessly.

Ling Ran "Oh" ~ www.novelhall.com ~ said: "I thought you like surgery?"

In a word, Xiang Xueming's tears almost fell down.

He certainly likes surgery, and he likes it very much.

"I still like surgery, but staying at Yunyi, I can't help it."

Ling Ran nodded "en".

"I actually wanted to get the operation done." Xiang Xueming said quickly while the topic was not cold, "That's why I came to ask you for help."

Xiang Xueming said here, could not help but look at the middle-aged aunt who was sewing.

"Would you like me out?" The aunt who was bleeding on her arm asked sincerely.

"I'll say it later, I'll say it later." Xiang Xueming chuckled twice.

"Then you go out and wait, it's weird inside." The middle-aged aunt easily walked away in seconds.