Chapter 544： inherited

Ling Ran went to the ICU and asked about the situation of the gold harvest he had just sent in, and gave a doctor's order.

The little governor in ICU agreed with a bitter face, a helpless look.

This is to be replaced by the Japanese Medical Bureau. The whole ICU is estimated to be desperate, and it must also resist the invasion of the emergency department. However, in China, the gap between the departments certainly exists, but for high-end doctors, it is nothing more than the distance of jumping feet.

Most of the doctors are just motivated to protect themselves and do not interfere with the work of other departments. When it is necessary, it depends on their own means.

In Yunyi, small departments such as ICU, hepatobiliary surgery or digestive surgery are all typical vulnerable departments. Compared with general departments such as general surgery, orthopedics or emergency department, the disadvantage is not a little bit.

Even more powerful are hand surgery. Director Jinxi himself is a member of the Surgical Branch of the Chinese Medical Association, chairman of the Surgery Professional Committee of the Changxi Branch of the Chinese Medical Association, and member of the National Evaluation Committee of Microsurgery Professional Technology of the Ministry of Health. Multiple titles have been released. If necessary, it is indeed possible to pinch a few young directors from multiple angles.

In the medical profession, if the technology is done well, honors and titles will flow. Of course, most of them don't have much egg use, but the gathered power is still considerable.

The most important thing is, of course, to see how doctors with these titles use them.

For example, Director Jinxi of Hand Surgery is a doctor who is partial to the Buddhist department. Not only does he not rely on power, he also consciously restrains the use of people around him.

Huo Congjun is the other extreme. He sometimes had little power at hand, and relied on a violent spray, and it also sprayed a sky.

Ling Ran now has no title and honorary title, and the executive power is also nearing nothing, but his character of going straight has nothing to say, which really makes ordinary doctors overwhelmed.

Like the gold medal sent today, ICU's little governor can flatly refuse to not accept Ling Ran's suggestion, but if he can send the person intact, he wo n’t be able to send it out. What would you do?

But one thing is that ICU doctors know that Ling Ran won't give them face when discussing death.

Correspondingly, if Ling Ran's order leads to the death of the patient, ICU doctors will not consciously give Ling Ran face when discussing the death-however, when it comes to self-confidence in the medical plan, the small ICU doctors will Have to counsel.

There have been several patients with the ultra-long CPR that Ling Ran rescued. ICU doctors who have seen the medical records of these patients really can't raise the desire to confront Ling Ran.

Win, can't win, the principle ... the principle is not so important.

In about 20 minutes, Ling Ran ended the round of the ICU and came out.

The family and colleagues of Jin Gao, who were waiting outside the door, swarmed up.

Lu Wenbin stood alertly to the front, spread his arms like an iron fence, and blocked the crowd, mainly prison guards, two meters away.

"The patient's condition is good. If we pass the dangerous period today, the survival rate will be very high." Ling Ran is quite experienced in this.

Kim Woo's parents and wife listened a little bit, then racked their brains and asked a bunch of questions.

This time, Zuo Cidian came up. His face was dark and wrinkled, as if he had peeled half of the tea leaves, which easily won the trust of patients' families.

If both parties had questions and answers, Zuo Cidian quickly explained the patients 'family members' doubts.

Ling Ran listened to some basic questions, so he nodded and turned away.

Jin Feng carried his bag silently, followed Ling Ran, and looked around.

After a while, Jinfeng determined that there was no camera in front, and quickly caught up with Ling Ran, whispering: "Dr. Ling, how are you?"

"Mr. Jin. Any questions?" Ling Ran was not surprised. Many family members of patients do not like the questions explained by the little doctor. Even if the answer from the superior doctor is the same, they want to hear the superior doctor say it again.

Jinfeng shook his head and laughed, "I didn't say before, would you bring some prisoner's pickled garlic? It's really delicious. By the way, forget to ask, Dr. Ling, do you eat garlic?

"Eat is eaten, but not necessary ..."

"Doctor Ling, don't underestimate this garlic. It is really a famous product of our prison. All people have said that it is good. Some people ask us all year round." He is also very experienced. He patted his backpack and said, "Do n’t underestimate pickled garlic. The process is very complicated. Just think about it. Just peel the garlic, cut it into pieces, and pickle it. How much work it takes. Who can do such a job in ten years? Only prisoners can do it, right? "

Ling Ran thought about it, but couldn't refute Jin Feng's words, he could only say, "Our doctor can't accept gifts, especially if you say it is so expensive."

Jin Feng patted his leg and said, "This is the second point I said. It is not expensive. It is because it is not expensive, so we can all afford it. The working hours of prisoners are calculated by working hours, and we are not Give money. Of course, working hours are cheap, but the cost of things is so much, like pickled garlic is in short supply, we do n’t eat much ourselves. "

"I usually don't eat pickled garlic."

"Then you have to taste it even more." Jinfeng's gift-giving was very experienced, and he introduced it between words, saying, "Dr. Ling, don't underestimate our pickled garlic, peppercorns and hot peppers, which are all roots. The pickled garlic from our prison is passed down from generation to generation. For generations after generations, the chef will have to bring out his apprentices when he is out of prison. So for decades, the inheritance is not broken. Too. "

Jin Feng raised his head proudly and said, "What chef outside the prison does he better than anything else. For pickled garlic, Michelin must stand aside."

Jin Feng's tone was big, and it really made a lot of sense. Ling Ran nodded and said, "Compared to this, it's harder to find someone to pass on."

"Right!" Jinfeng agreed, and said happily, "So understand Long Live. To say that pickled garlic is really dirty, bitter and tired, peeling garlic all day, tired and uncomfortable cutting garlic. It ’s not easy when pickling. It ’s stinky all day long. It ’s really hard for people outside to pickle on New Year ’s Day. It ’s even harder to find an apprentice. ”

Jin Feng turned around and laughed again: "That's what you said. The first generation is easy to say. Some people do this, and they get tired. It's too difficult to find the second generation. . Not to mention the third generation. In our prison, pickled garlic has been passed on for eight generations and placed outside, don't even think about it. "

Seeing that Ling Ran listened in, Jinfeng smiled again: "I brought a few pounds of garlic. It's not worth a lot of money if you taste it fresh. Is it a souvenir. Can I put it in the office for you?"

Ling Ran hesitated. This garlic sounded really delicious, but it seemed that the reception was not quite proper.

Jinfeng sent the garlic for so many years, and at a glance, I knew what was going on, and immediately laughed: "My fault, my fault, so you worry about it, you're busy, I'll get you back."

After speaking, before Ling Ran answered, Jin Feng turned around with a smile.

Ling Ran watched with regret that he left with the pickled garlic backpack, so he no longer had to worry about it, and turned to hepatobiliary surgery ~ www.novelhall.com ~ He recently passed Zhang Anmin to save in hepatobiliary surgery Patients with cholecystitis, gallbladder polyps, and gallstones will arrange to be cut away when they have time.

At the same time, Jin Feng and Zuo Cidian quickly completed the communication, hid in the stairwell without monitoring, and started an unknown transaction.

Jinfeng: "I have eight bottles here."

Zuo Cidian: "Okay, I got it. Thank you."

Jinfeng: "I thank you, if you come to the first prison in the future, please report my Jinfeng name ... No, I mean, if there is a relative or friend ..."

"It's okay, I understand." Zuo Cidian patted Jinfeng's shoulder.

Jinfeng was relaxed and smiled: "Understand long live, understand long live. Actually, we don't accept you at such an age in prison, no, I mean ..."

"Let's go." Zuo Cidian patted Jinfeng's shoulder again, and the garlic in his hand became heavy. He said: Fortunately, I didn't raise the knife when I caught the rape. Contributing.