When Ling Ran came downstairs, he saw Dr. Xiong leaning against the transparent medicine cabinet and chatting with people.

After several years of treatment in Xiagou Clinic, Dr. Xiong became older. If he was a Chinese medicine doctor, he would be at least a famous old Chinese medicine doctor who had registered for a few dozen yuan.

Of course, it is also because of age that Dr. Xiong has fewer diagnoses. Many times, he receives patients and leaves them to Dr. Miao. He is more responsible for the diagnosis and treatment of familiar old patients. The prescribed Naoxintong and ginkgo leaves hit a new high.

To a certain extent, Dr. Xiong is more like an artificial AI. He will take the initiative to say hello to the patient and answer clear questions that are not difficult for the patient. If it is too difficult, or the patient is speechless, he will ask again: I don’t seem to hear clearly what you said.

However, neighbors who came to the clinic still like Dr. Xiong, not only because of his familiarity, but also because of his long-windedness.

People don’t want to go to the hospital, not only because they are troublesome, but also because communication with the hospital doctor is too difficult. Many people would rather come to the clinic and talk to the doctor for a few more words. Old doctors or Dr. Xiong are both doctors.

Dr. Xiong was always surrounded by people. Even so, the old and dizzy Dr. Xiong still saw a glimpse of light from the remaining corners of his eyes.

Dr. Xiong immediately turned to the place where the light rose and indeed saw Ling Ran walking down from the elevator, carrying the light handed over from the second floor.

"Ling Ran is back." Dr. Xiong whispered to the person next to him as if he saw the young master and was showing off his precious animals, "I saw it. The handsomeness in the video and the photos are completely different from the scene."

A middle-aged woman next to her was indeed shocked, and her high neck couldn't help but lower her neck: "I'm afraid that my daughter is not worthy of her."

"It's not OK to demolish 8 houses?" Someone who was criticized earlier could not help but fight back at this time.

The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth: "That can't be used as a dowry..."

Ling Ran automatically filters the chats of people around him. The existence of neighbors is composed of scattered words. Generally speaking, there is no clear reference, and Ling Ran ignores it.

Ling Ran just smiled at Dr. Xiong and asked casually: "Where is the dog?"

Dr. Xiong obviously didn't know that Dongsheng brought the dog over, so he shook his head and entered the AI ​​questioning mode: "What dog?"

"Where is my dad?" Ling Ran decided to ask his dad.

Comrade Ling Jiezhu still manages things in the clinic in a very organized manner.

Dr. Xiong was stunned for a moment and looked at Ling Ran with a look of inaccuracy: "Old Ling is indeed a little bit of a dog, but... he paid me a salary, and you...yes, he didn't even pay you a salary, so that's what he said..."

Ling Ran looked at Dr. Xiong intently and explained with a rare sentence: "Dongsheng brought a lame dog over here, and my mother asked me to show it."

Dr. Xiong's mind was inexplicably ill-armed. He couldn't help but smile, then changed into a more serious expression, pointed to the clinic, and said slowly: "So Ling should be talking to the patient's family."

Ling Ran nodded, then signaled to the neighbors, and then walked away.

Dr. Xiong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and immediately became alert: With Ling Ran's style, in another thirty or forty years, Ling Ran would probably not be able to deal with when the old dog Ling Jiezhu retired. Thinking that he might still be working for 50 yuan at that time, Dr. Xiong was unhappy.

Clinic and treatment room.

In Xiagou Clinic, the diagnosis and treatment room is basically equivalent to the infusion room.

The two-story lobby has been reorganized and the line of sight has been reorganized. Even if the seat is full, it will not make the patient feel too uncomfortable.

There are various horse stools and small chairs in the middle of the staggered seats, which are convenient for the patient's family to accompany them.

Apart from the patients, the room was filled with family members.

Moreover, there are always more patients' families than patients.

Ling Jiezhu caught a few people to chat, even if he had postoperative management.

Similar to Ling Ran, he grew up in a clinic since he was a child and liked such living habits. Originally, if he had not chosen a beautiful wife and had a handsome son, Ling Ran should have inherited such a family business.

Whenever Ling Jiezhu thought of this, he would slowly shake his head.

The patient's family standing opposite Ling Jiezhu looked at Ling Jiezhu slowly shaking his head, but his heart became nervous.

"Is the situation not good?" the patient's family asked in a low voice.

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"Oh, okay, okay." Ling Jiezhu suddenly woke up and said, "The situation of the old man is quite complicated, but the disease of old chronic schizophrenia cannot be cured and cannot be cured. After you go home, you should pay attention to protection, avoid colds and avoid cross-infection..."

The patient's family actually got the same doctor's advice from the superior hospital, but still thought it would be better to come over and ask people. After asking Ling Jiezhu, they were not completely relieved, so they went to the yard to stroll and prepared to talk to someone.

Ling Ran came over to ask for the dog, and told his father clearly: "My mom asked me to see the dog with broken legs. The real dog brought by Dongsheng."

"There is only one dog in the clinic. Just say you can just look at the dog." Ling Jiexiang glanced at his son strangely.

Ling Ran looked at Ling Jiezhu deeply and said, "Look at the dog."

"I'll wait." Ling Jiezhu gave two old "consumers" a few more words, and then led Ling Ran to the garage in the backyard.

A yellow dog was tied pitifully in the corner, with a basin of clear water and a large bone on the ground.

The bones are the bones after making porridge. Not to mention the meat, even the smell of bones has been boiled into the soup. The yellow dog probably licked it, and threw it aside at this time, and he looked at the two cars in the garage bored.

"Didn't you look for a veterinarian?" Ling Ran asked.

Ling Jiezhu glanced at Ling Ran and said, "Our family runs a clinic, can we spend this money in vain? Dongsheng wanted to find it, but he persuaded us to stay. The pet hospital is much darker than our clinic, so there is no need."

Ling Ran looked at the dog, then looked at Comrade Ling Jiezhu, and asked, "Can you cure it?"

"I want to know how to treat it. Can you be your turn?" Ling Jiezhu ordered his son naturally and said, "Just treat it as an operation in the hospital, you can pull the old bed over and ask your sister Juanzi to help disinfect it."

Ling Ran was silent for a few seconds and said, "The conditions here are different from those in the pet hospital after all."

"This dog is the stray dog ​​adopted in the temple. What conditions do you want? The money needs to be born in Dong." Ling Jiezhu curled his lips and said, "Dongsheng and others often rescue the villagers near the temple. Look at the money earned by Dongsheng's massage, they are basically replaced with common medicine and taken back to everyone. To be honest, if the villagers there have money to go to the pet hospital, they will definitely find the disease they need to see. The worst thing is, how many teeth are not good?"

"I understand, then I'll do it." Ling Ran agreed.

Ling Jiezhu was a little worried and said, "You can do it or not? If you really can't do it, don't kill the dog. The dog's three legs will not hinder life."

"Can do it." Ling Ran said.

“Did it?”

Ling Ran hesitated for two seconds and said, "I will use dogs for experimental surgery."

Compared with the rare and valuable general teachers, the one who contributes the most to medical students is actually the use of experimental dogs. Especially in the early stage surgical exercises, such as intestinal anastomosis surgery, etc., the experience of live suture is extremely precious. Normally, only when the experimental dog performs well or even perfectly can humans have the qualifications and confidence in physical surgery.

Only through live surgery can medical students fully understand that surgical operations themselves are not purely mechanical.

There are always some people who have sutured repeatedly but cannot make the intestinal duct match, there are always some people who have been closed and cracked, and there are always some people who have been repeatedly injured in surgery. There are always medical students who have abandoned medical treatment, business, politics and mindfulness. In their thinking before making decisions, there are always reminders from dog life to him.

In the process of medical development, experimental dogs are indispensable, such as the famous Paplov's dog, and the experimental dogs that Banting used for diabetes research to remove the pancreas. The invention of heart surgery and organ transplant surgery depends on the dedication of countless experimental dogs.

As for more obvious areas, such as the life of dogs sacrificed to ensure the safety and effectiveness of skin care products and cosmetics, there are endless media.

Whether it is technology or other things, Ling Ran feels that he has the ability to cure this dog, at least the dog in front of him.

"Call two medical representatives to come and help." Ling Ran looked around and said, "Let me find a medical representative who knows a veterinarian or knows about this kind of surgery, and ask him to find a few related surgery videos to send me."

"Okay." Ling Jiezhu agreed, and asked worriedly: "When you watch the video, you will have surgery?"

"Watch the video first and then have the surgery." Ling Ran corrected.

"Okay." Ling Jiexiang went over and patted the dog's head and comforted him: "Don't be afraid when you have the surgery later, grandpa, I'll get you some food."

"Fat before the operation. You cannot eat or drink." Ling Ran helped to stop his father, so he took out his cell phone and called the dog's anesthesia that he was already familiar with. He was still confident in the surgery, but it would be too unreliable to do anesthesia by himself.
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