"Doctor Zuo, what time will the next physical examination be in our hospital?" Ling Ran asked this question naturally.

System tasks still need to be done. Even if they are useless skills, they can learn instantly, and their advantages are obvious, like Tyson beats a child.

Moreover, it is not a bad thing to perform surgery on the doctor in this hospital. For medical staff in this hospital who have determined the condition, if Ling Ran is good at surgery, then asking him to perform surgery is already the best and necessary option.

Zuo Cidian felt that Ling Ran’s problem was normal, and he felt it was abnormal. He quickly gave up thinking and said, “Our hospital has a physical examination every year, so it will take several months to count.”

"Can you do it in advance?" Ling Ran asked.

"That's definitely not possible." Zuo Cidian smiled and whispered: "The physical examination not only costs money, but also takes time."

Ling Ran nodded and handed over the task to Zuo Cidian, saying, "You pay attention. There are medical staff in our hospital who are going to undergo surgery. Please transfer to me in time."

"Okay." Zuo Cidian agreed quickly, and he couldn't help but have a thought in his heart. He thought, could it be that the surgery on Ma Yanlin was particularly touching? So he wanted to find a few more to do it?

Thinking of this, Zuo Cidian couldn't help but glance at Ma Yanlin and thought to himself: Doctor Ling wouldn't think that all doctors have this specification and size... Well, probably, no, no, no, they are all clinicians who have dissected so many generations. If you think about this, would it really feel different when you get a doctor?

Zuo Cidian believed in and even admired Ling Ran's medical skills and judgments. After having such an idea, Zuo Cidian returned to the office and couldn't help but become active and made several calls in succession.

"Old Zuo, aren't you? You really want to find a knife test for Ling Ran?" Dr. Zhou couldn't even hold on in the corner as he listened to Zuo Cidian's phone call.

"Doctor Zhou, are you still here?" Zuo Cidian was startled.

"It's me, so others probably don't bother to be stupid." Dr. Zhou shook his head gently. The doctors came and went to and from the office. Everyone would notice that Zuo Cidian was calling, but no one would notice that Zuo Cidian was calling.

Only Dr. Zhou, who was always in the office, got annoyed when he heard it.

Zuo Cidian laughed twice, then hesitated: "I always feel that Dr. Ling's arrangement is quite meaningful."

"Deep meaning? What is the deep meaning? Where can anyone have to perform surgery on a colleague? Hey, it feels quite touching to say it. In the tone of a Japanese drama, I saved your life, so I don't need to thank you. Oh, I suddenly feel like a director." Dr. Zhou started to mutter himself.

Zuo Cidian smiled but said nothing. When Dr. Zhou had enough of his own, he said, "I think Dr. Ling's arrangements are medical considerations, at least related considerations."

"What are the considerations?" Dr. Zhou didn't believe it.

Zuo Cidian raised his chin and said in a deep voice that looked like a sewer, "Do you think Dr. Ling cares more about his colleague's thanks, or more about the operation itself?"

"This..." Dr. Zhou was speechless.

Most doctors in the hospital actually care about the thanks from colleagues, or human favors, but when it comes to Ling Ran's words... he obviously does not belong to most of the categories.

However, when it comes to surgical and medical considerations, Dr. Zhou is really willing to believe Ling Ran.

"So, what do you think Ling Ran's consideration is?" Dr. Zhou frowned slightly. He decided to open his mind for a short time and accept some new ideas and new thinking.

Zuo Cidian hesitated for a while, and saw that there was no one else in the office, and tentatively said: "You said, could it be that the doctor cut it, and the touch feels different."

"You are crazy, hahahaha..." Dr. Zhou really laughed out loud. He has been a doctor for so many years and has never heard of patients having different feels when cutting according to their profession. Even if he is open-minded, he can't listen to this. It's just that athletes are more laborious and chefs are more tired of cutting...

Thinking of this, Dr. Zhou's expression gradually became serious.

Speaking of which, some professional patients have different feels. I wonder if this is considered an occupational disease...

There are not many medical staff under Dr. Zhou's hands. If we consider it from the perspective of practical knowledge, he has not seriously and unifiedly considered this issue.

After thinking too much, Dr. Zhou really felt a little curious and looked at Dr. Zuo unconsciously.

Doctor Zuo looked calm: "Doctor Zhou, don't look at me with this kind of eyes."

"What kind of eyes?" Dr. Zhou was unwilling to admit it.

"Doctor Ling's eyes just finished watching the magnetic resonance film." Dr. Zuo looked very knowledgeable.

Dr. Zhou couldn't help but touch his face and changed his smile: "I'll find the right patient again and notify me. I'll go and see it carefully."

When Zuo Cidian heard this, he couldn't help but smile, and asked in the tone of finding the Allied Army, "Do you also think that the doctor will feel different when cutting it?"

"It is theoretically impossible unless it is just a surgical procedure." Dr. Zhou also spoke in an inquiring tone, and as he spoke, his emotions fluctuated a little.

Although it was a little salty, Dr. Zhou was also serious when he was doing clinical practice.

Having said that, Dr. Zhou couldn't help but touch his chin and thought, "I went to the orthopedic department to play two days ago. I saw Yang Shengniu leaning on his waist. If I observe from the position, it may be a liver problem. Maybe it is liver cancer. After all, it is an orthopedic department and I take radiation every day..."

"Doctor Yang's words, I heard they love to play." Zuo Cidian blinked: "Maybe it was the storm of the building last night..."

"What I said is that there are also such possibilities." Dr. Zhou couldn't help but nodded: "Where is Li Quan? That kid has an old hemorrhoid. I remember that he had cut it twice. Sichuan people taste spicy. I don't know whether they want to die. He definitely doesn't want to live when he shit..."

"It's been cut three times." Zuo Cidian whispered: "I just cut it again two months ago."

"It's been cut again, this guy... It's nonsense to cut it forever." Dr. Zhou was disappointed and thought divergently, "Don't say, nine out of ten men, nine out of ten women, ten out of ten hemorrhoids, and many doctors have hemorrhoids..."

"Yu Yuan has swept it three times." Zuo Cidian once again broke Dr. Zhou's shortcut thinking.

"This..." Dr. Zhou couldn't help but shake his head: "You say what doctors are thinking in their minds. Not to mention how to treat patients, they are all surgical and hospitalized... How about Wang Jiansheng from the Endocrinology Department? That guy had cholecystitis last year and said he wanted to get a cut. He didn't take time to prevent the inflammation from fading. It really doesn't work. I'll ask him to go to the Shaojia Restaurant for a barbecue!"

Zuo Cidian looked at Dr. Zhou with a look of difficulty and said, "When you are serious, it's really reliable."
Chapter completed!