Chapter 1291： Small tremor

Dr. Xiong grumbled and refused to let go of drinking, until Ling Jie porridge opened the bottle of Jian Nanchun and came out, he squinted his eyes and enjoyed the night of the small courtyard and the faint starry sky rarely seen in the city.

In contrast, Dr. Miao’s mood was always high, and he didn’t say anything too much. He just toasted cup by cup, quickly drank half-smoked, and then shook his head and shouted: “Dr. Ling, I want to toast Dr. Ling. !"

His relationship with the Xiagou clinic is more of cooperation. In the past, he often went to other small hospitals and clinics for consultation. However, as the reputation of Xiagou clinic increases, more patients, equipment and The equipment is updated, and Dr. Miao is already here. It goes without saying that the further development of Xiagou Clinic will bring him benefits.

On the other hand, Dr. Miao can learn a lot from Ling Ran. This feeling of wealth and promise made Dr. Miao’s eyes tremble when he called "Doctor Ling".

"Ling Ran is asleep, and his mother wouldn't let him drink." Ling Jie Congee casually pulled Tao Ping out to block the gun.

Doctor Miao was taken aback when he heard this: "Fucking?"

"Well, what the **** has the final say on family matters." Ling Jie porridge raised his cup and touched Felix again when he was talking, "Cheers!"

Felix smiled and drank as soon as he had a cup, without persuading him.

Dr. Miao drank the wine in a daze, and muttered, "But...but..."

"You keep your voice down, don't wake Ling Ran." Ling Jie porridge pressed a sentence before saying: "It's nothing but, I have to listen to my wife at home."

"But!" Dr. Miao pointed at the porridge and ordered a little, and said, "Xiagou clinic, isn't it built in your yard?"

Ling Jie Congee was taken aback, then shook his head slightly, and said, "In essence, if my wife is willing to take care of the clinic, she must also listen to her."

"It seems there is nothing wrong." Doctor Miao looked at Doctor Xiong.

"Don't look at me, I pretended to be tired when I went home." Dr. Xiong couldn't help singing, "The north wind blows, the snowflakes and the floating snowflakes are coming..."

Felix and Karen immediately applauded.

"It's so good."

"So funny."

"What is singing."

Ling Jiegang thought for a moment, and said, "It's mainly an accusation against capitalists."

"The capitalists are too bad."

"Yes, capital is rubbish."

Two U.S. citizens drank Erguotou and lashed out fiercely.

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On the ditch.

Zhang Tiancheng of the community clinic looked at the patients in the treatment room nervously, checking his mobile phone from time to time.

"Guo son, dare to tell such a lie!" Zhang Tiancheng exploded completely when he brushed the scene of Ling Jie's circle of friends and the Xiagou clinic lined up for consultation.

"Boss, you're not from Sichuan, right." The little nurse standing behind the medicine cabinet was fine, chatting casually.

"You can't scold the turtle son if you aren't from Sichuan?" Zhang Tiancheng said angrily, then opened the red banner on the phone screen with two fingers, and said: "I don't think it is an American expert. It is deceptive now. Is it still less? We Chinese are really, when we see a white man, we will treat them as Americans. Maybe we are a blind stream from the United States."

"What is blind flow?" The little nurse shot a Wang generation gap.

Zhang Tiancheng angrily and helplessly explained: "It's the kind of vagrant."

"Yes, I read it in the news. It's like a foreign teacher in some schools, I don't know who it is. However, Dr. Ling is an expert in Yunyi, and I heard that it is quite good, so it shouldn't be the case." The young nurses in the community hospital in Gou, when they mentioned the word Doctor Ling, their eyes were bright, especially Ling Ran's.

Zhang Tiancheng actually believed that with Ling Ran's existence, he might really be able to find a doctor in the United States, but he didn't believe it at all about the world's top class or something.

Zhang Tiancheng disdainfully said: "What about American doctors? Do American experts know better about infusion?"

The little nurse laughed loudly: "I heard that Americans don't infusion?"

"If you don’t have an infusion or an infusion, it’s impossible for the person to be a U.S. expert. I do my own medical treatment, I don’t know?" Zhang Tiancheng cursed and said: "Lingjie porridge can really blow! I tell you this If there is a medical expert who can be named in the world, he will go to the private hospital in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou, and the registration fee will be 66,600, and the schedule will still be full."

"After seeing that illness, didn't it cost millions?"

"A rich person buys a bag and there are millions of them. To save their lives, millions are nothing." Zhang Tiancheng said, pointing to the direction of the Xiagou clinic, and said: "Ming people don't talk secretly, according to me As you know, if Ling Jie Congee’s son is willing to go to a private hospital, he is qualified to perform millions of operations, but if you say he can invite the world’s top experts or something, I believe if he can invite him, find a name. It’s possible to invite a meeting or something. But you said that the world’s top experts should come to the Xiagou Clinic for a consultation. Isn’t this nonsense? The richest man in Yunhua City doesn’t have this face, right."

He is still happy to call Ling Ran Ling Jie Congee's son. After all, he and Ling Jie Congee have been old rivals for decades. When he said that, he felt pretty good.

The little nurse also listened with great interest, and then asked: "Who is the richest man in Yunhua City?"

"I'll go over and take a look." Zhang Tiancheng felt that the conversation could no longer go on, grabbing his mobile phone, and leaving.

Shanggou Alley and Xiagou Alley are two parallel intersections.

Zhang Tiancheng walked a short distance, then turned a corner, and saw the location of the Xiagou clinic. It's not that his eyes are good, but that there are so many people in front of the Xiagou clinic that you can see it at a glance.

The photos of Lingjie Porridge's circle of friends are not deceiving.

Zhang Tiancheng became more and more jealous. When he walked over, he saw a few people in formal clothes helping to maintain order, and at the same time serving the people in line, pouring tea and moving chairs.

"My son's medical representatives must be used, shameless." Zhang Tiancheng also knows medical representatives.

Especially the medical representatives of vaccine manufacturers still attach great importance to the person in charge of community hospitals such as Zhang Tiancheng. Daily rebates and occasional small gifts are available, but the work of being a cow or a horse requires a big hospital. Only senior doctors can enjoy it.

Zhang Tiancheng was still a little envious of this, smacked his lips, and took two photos from a distance.

"Old Zhang, Doctor Zhang." Someone nearby saw it and beckoned him.

Zhang Tiancheng glanced intently, but the director of the street office quickly walked over to say hello.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Director Cui of our Health Bureau..." The director of the street office also introduced the people who had become a group.

Zhang Tiancheng looked familiar and said hello politely.

"Dr. Zhang is the person in charge of Qianshanggou Hospital." The director of the street office gave another sentence and asked Zhang Tiancheng: "Do you know what happened to Lao Ling's consultation?"

"Gag..." Don't look at Zhang Tiancheng's righteous indignation just now, now he dare not make any decisions.

"Go in and take a look." The secretary frowned and walked away.

The director of the street office was thrown off at once, and he gave Zhang Tiancheng a helpless look, and said, "Don't talk nonsense about things that are uncertain."

"The world's top medical experts, what concept is that..." Zhang Tiancheng said unconvinced: "I didn't say that a liar would be good."

With that said, Zhang Tiancheng looked at the director of the street office suspiciously, and said, "You don't mean to refer to the deer as a horse?"

The director of the street office panicked for 0.125 seconds, then shook his head and said: "The health bureau's thoughts are my shit, so don't say a few words."

"You can't come to an American, it's the world's top medical expert." Zhang Tiancheng couldn't wait to repeat the content of the chat with the little nurse.

"Go in and look again." The director of the street office was noncommittal and walked up to Zhang Tiancheng before he whispered: "At the end of the year, the Health Bureau will also write a work report."

Zhang Tiancheng curled his lips and looked at the health director inside who had hooked up with a few foreigners, and he was even more upset.

At this time, the translator began to relay the director's words and asked: "Which hospital do you currently work for?"

Zhang Tiancheng pricked his ears to listen, and said in his heart: These two would be interesting if they were studying in China.

The two of them are always getting older, but Westerners are obviously getting older.

"The Cleveland Heart Center Felix replied blankly, with a big bossy temperament.

"Cleveland Heart Center." The health director repeated, feeling that there is no such thing as a DC in New York, a little bit low, so he looked at the deputy director next to him and asked: "Are you familiar with this hospital?"

He himself is non-professional, but his deputy is from a doctor's background. The meaning of this is to let the deputy modify and save.

The deputy was a little taken aback for a while, and again whispered to confirm: "What is your specific job at the Cleveland Heart Center?"

"Do heart surgery." Felix became a little impatient.

At this time, a medical representative from Yunli came forward and silently handed over a stack of printing paper. The content on it was the brief introduction of Felix and Karen.

Zhang Tiancheng looked at it from a distance, and he saw Chinese words such as "indication" and "Harvard Medical School" in a daze.

Several officials from the Health Bureau even saw their hands trembled and their eyes trembled.

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