"Xiaogou" is located in the southwest corner of Yunhua's main urban area. It was once a large channel for Yunhua to enter and exit the dirt.

Although the several transformations after the founding of the People's Republic of China ended the history of dirt flowing, they could not change the appearance of its urban village.

Several nearby alleys are crisscrossing, including old and dilapidated low buildings, as well as mysterious tube buildings. In addition, there are old yards like Ling Ran’s house surrounded by two-story buildings.

The old yard was left by my grandfather and was renovated and expanded by Ling Jiezhu more than ten years ago.

At that time, it was also the most glorious time of the Ling family. There were endless people who saw a doctor and bought medicine. Ling's mother Tao Ping went shopping every day, learned dancing and tea art, and watched movies and played the piano, but she even spent money to build a house.

The plaque of Ling’s “Xiagou Clinic” is made of a whole piece of nanmu…

Nowadays, in order to avoid the plaque being stolen, Ling Jiezhu had to hang it in the yard, so that only a light box from more than ten years ago was left outside the door, flashing with strange red and yellow light.

When you open the door, you can see seven or eight people sitting or lying in the main room that has been transformed into an infusion room, hanging bottles.

They are also the main source of wealth for Xiagou Clinic. Nowadays, the pharmaceutical business has been snatched away by drug supermarkets and professional pharmacies, and the emergency treatment business does not exist, because Ling Jiezhu was not a doctor in the past.

In the words of Comrade Ling Jiezhu himself, he is just a businessman who runs a clinic.

For this reason, Xiagou Clinic had to hire retired doctors to attend the classroom all year round, so that it made less money.

"I'm back." Ling Jiexiang sat in the entrance room and worked. There were always various books and cases on his desk. If he didn't know, he thought Mr. Ling was busy with all kinds of things.

Ling Ran knew that his father was just too lazy to clean the desktop.

"Where is the white coat? Why do you still look like a student?" Ling Jiezhu stood up, looked at his son carefully, and asked again: "Can you learn something in Yunhua Hospital? The big hospital is good and there are many rules, so you have to be more careful."

Ling Ran nodded and asked, "Where is my mom?"

"Cooking tea upstairs."

"It just so happens that I'll go to have tea." Ling Ran felt dry as he said. Ms. Tao Ping has not been in a regular business for more than ten years, and her hobbies have been cultivated.

Ling Jiezhu also followed up the stairs and said as she walked: "It's good to rest when I go home. When I get to the hospital, I must work hard. At least, I have to get the qualification certificate of practicing physicians and hang it in our clinic. My father, I don't have to ask the doctor for help all day."

"Doctor Xiong has raised the price again?" Ling Ran heard Xian Ge and knew the meaning of Yayi. In other words, he could tell what he was pulling Xiang when he saw his father sticking out his butt.

Ling Jiezhu nodded in pain and said, "It's another 50 yuan. Every month!"

He was talking about the retired doctor hired by the clinic.

"It's time to raise prices for others. The prices of buns sold in the alley have increased."

"It just rose by 25 during the Chinese New Year." Ling Jiezhu shook his head: "Anyway, you have to do a good job internship and strive to one day be able to inherit the family business."

"My son went to Yunhua Hospital for an internship, but he still had to come back to inherit the family business?" On the balcony on the second floor, Tao Ping sat upright behind the old Chuanmu tea table, making tea leisurely, with an elegant posture.

Compared to the noisy on the first floor, the second floor is like a peach blossom land. Even the smell has become better.

When Ling Jiezhu saw Tao Ping, she immediately became a terrifying person, laughed and said, "How is that possible? I am giving him a guarantee. If I can't find a job in the hospital, it's also good to go home to open a clinic. Son, are you?"

"I'll have a cup of tea first." Ling Ran, no matter what they said, took off his Ru kiln cup from the Bogu shelf next to him, scalded it with boiling water, and asked for tea from his mother.

Tao Ping gently raised the transparent glass fair cup, poured a glass of burgundy tea into the Ru kiln cup, and said, "I made ripe tea from 2002 and ration tea. Don't listen to your father's, just do it in the clinic. You can study hard in the hospital and practice your medical skills."

Speaking of this, Tao Ping's tone was a little depressed.

Ling Ran guessed that she remembered her grandfather who died in her prime, and didn't say much, just sat upright and savored tea.

Ling Jiezhu tore a pack of mung bean cakes and put them on a small white plate to serve as a refreshment. He smiled and said, "I agree with what my wife said, Ling Ran, you must practice medical skills and become a chief physician as soon as possible, have a high salary and are free. At that time, you will have your sign in our clinic..."

Ling Jiezhu said while drawing in the air with his hands.

"I understand." What else can Ling Ran say?

Bang!

The door downstairs let out a wail of being hit.

"Doctor, are you here?"

The person who came yelled with his neck, which made the people upstairs unable to sit still.

"What happened, I'll go down and take a look." Although Ling Jiezhu didn't understand medical skills, he was still very concerned about the clinic's business.

Ling Ran also quickly put down the teacup and followed.

First floor.

The owner and chef of the noodle restaurant were wrapped in a towel in one hand, bleeding. Next to it was the young man in the store, who was so anxious that he was at a loss and just shouting.

Dr. Xiong was old and staggered to the yard, put on reading glasses, and first commented: "Boss Yang, how many years have you cut the noodles, and you can still cut your hands?"

"I was confused when the knife fell from the chopping board, and I reached out to take it." Boss Yang grinned and said, "The blood flows a little too much. Can you see if you can stop it."

He has been doing noodles with more than ten years and has experience in being cut. After being injured, he first finds ways to stop the bleeding and then goes to a large hospital for treatment. After all, he has been working in a neighborhood for many years, so he is basically clear about the quality of the Xiagou clinic.

Dr. Xiong didn't think it was pestle, so he nodded casually and said, "You are also confused. I'll take a look first. Did the car scream? No matter how minor or serious the injury is, you can't run by yourself, as there will be more bleeding."

Ling Ran walked down the stairs and heard such a conversation, and couldn't help but cover his eyes.

When I met a patient who was accidentally cut, the first thing I thought was not treatment, but transfer to the hospital. It was really... It was very... Xiagou Clinic.

Without too much trouble, Ling Ran pulled a white coat under the stairs, put it on and came over, saying, "I'll help."

The moment he made the decision, the system prompt also appeared:

Newbie mission: try your skills

Task content: Heal Yang Zhongshu's hands and obtain satisfactory therapeutic effects

Mission Reward: Obtain a primary treasure chest
Chapter completed!