"Sister Wang Jia, I'm busy..." Wang Zhuangyong was wearing hand-washing clothes and taking selfies everywhere in the operating area. When he saw Wang Jia and others counting surgical instruments in the sterile instrument room, he said hello with a smile.

Wang Jia, who was wearing dark green hand-washing clothes, suddenly became furious: "Whose sister are you calling me?"

The little intern Wang Zhuangyong was stunned for a moment: "Didn't you ask me to call you Sister Wang Jia last time?"

"Is there any?" Wang Jia hesitated.

Wang Zhuangyong said affirmatively: "Last time you just talked about young lady..."

"Can young lady and elder sister be the same? You might as well just call me young lady!" Wang Jia turned around angrily and said angrily: "I counted all the wrong points, so I have to start over again, two, four, six, eight...

twelve……"

"Then you are busy first, I will leave first, Wang Jiaxiao..."

Wang Jia turned his head 180 degrees and looked at Wang Zhuangyong with cannibalistic eyes.

"Little Wang Jia...sister...goodbye..." Wang Zhuangyong waved with difficulty.

"Yes." Wang Jia then put down the colonoscopy tube in his hand, turned around and counted again: "Two, four, six, eight...fourteen..."

"Um..." Wang Zhuangyong stood at the door and asked again: "Why are you all cleaning like this, the rehabilitation room and the operating room?"

"Sixteen, eighteen, twenty." Wang Jia finished counting firmly, and then said: "Because Dr. Ling is coming back."

Wang Zhuangyong clearly felt that Wang Jia's tone had become gentler.

Of course, as Ling Ran's dormitory classmate, Wang Zhuangyong was no stranger to this.

Wang Zhuangyong's WeChat account was once filled with girls from all grades and majors in the school. The main reason was that among Ling Ran's two roommates, Chen Wanhao's family was rich and good-looking. The girls were worried about misunderstandings, so they wanted to know more about Ling Ran.

Of course, come and add Wang Zhuangyong’s >Wang Zhuangyong’s orchid fingertips, which always make girls feel more at ease.

He also looks relatively safe.

However, the atmosphere in the hospital was still difficult for Wang Zhuangyong to understand.

Wang Zhuangyong said in confusion: "Even if Ling Ran comes back, there is no need for general cleaning. If you do this, even if the head nurse doesn't have an objection, the directors will also have an objection."

"That's what Director Huo ordered." Wang Jia raised her chin proudly.

"Why?" Wang Zhuangyong was shocked. Is society really more complicated than school? Director Huo...

"Ling Ran comes back for surgery, and there are usually two or three operating rooms at once. By then, the operating room is running at high capacity, and it will be too late to do a general cleaning. The same is true for the rehabilitation room. In your rehabilitation room

There are far fewer people there. Those discharged patients are all Dr. Ling's patients. When he comes back, the rehabilitation room will definitely be full of people." Wang Jia said in a tone of people who have been there: "Just take a good rest while you can.

Rest, I heard that during the busiest time, the rehabilitation room starts at 5 a.m."

"Five o'clock in the morning..." Wang Zhuangyong remembered that when Ling Ran was at school, he went to the anatomy building at 4 o'clock in the morning to play with the gross anatomy teacher. He believed it instantly, and then said with some confusion: "The operating room belongs to our emergency department.

The rehabilitation rooms are all borrowed from hand surgeons, and they are willing to open the door at 5 a.m."

"Dr. Ling is not the only one who likes to use the rehabilitation room at 5 o'clock in the morning. Director Jinxi, the chief director of the hand surgery department, likes to use the rehabilitation room at 5 o'clock in the morning. He used to open a special rehabilitation class at 5 o'clock in the morning.

It starts at half past six and ends at half past six, leaving it to normal people." Wang Jia pouted and said: "The requirements of hand surgery are that before going out for a meeting, you must undergo surgery and undergo rehabilitation before leaving. People who have a meeting at nine o'clock

, If you don’t go to the rehabilitation room at 5 o’clock, when will you go?”

When this topic was mentioned, the nurses who were doing the counting became interested. The oldest nurse Niu clapped her hands and laughed: "Their chief physician, named Bao, is the bald one. He used to like to check at 5 o'clock in the morning.

As for the room, I once saw two couples having sex on the bed, so I was stunned and waited at the door for 10 minutes."

"Yes, yes, yes, I remember that at that time, he liked to perform surgery all night, then go to the ward for rounds, and said he would be quiet. Later, he would not go when something happened."

Wang Zhuangyong's blood boiled with excitement as he listened to the gossip: "Did you encounter a couple having sex and you were complained about?"

"It's because I'm bald. It's said that staying up late makes you bald faster." Nurse Niu waved her hand and said, "Anyway, I'm a pretty ugly director. I can recognize you when I see you."

Wang Zhuangyong touched his head and felt a chill rising up his spine.

…

Ling Ran got off the plane and took a taxi home, taking Lu Wenbin along with him.

"If you have money, save time." Ling Ran patted his bag and explained to Lu Wenbin who was about to take the bus.

Lu Wenbin hesitated to speak and watched Ling Ran get into the car before following him.

The taxi dropped off Ling Ran first and then Lu Wenbin.

Ling Ran paid the fare in advance.

Academician Zhu Tongyi generously paid for Ling Ran's surgery. The total amount was 31,550 yuan. He gave Ling Ran more than three stacks of cash, which was very domineering. In contrast, Lu Wenbin's surgery fee was only 5,000 yuan, which was the minimum.

Given by standards.

Ling Ran had no intention of correcting this distribution ratio. He just said to Lu Wenbin before getting off the car: "Perform operations when you have time and accumulate the number of operations."

Unlike other senior doctors, Ling Ran rarely made such fictitious speeches. It was because of his deep self-feeling recently that he would say this.

During this trip to Shanghai, Plan A designed by Zhu Tongyi was very difficult. When performing the surgery on Liu Weichen, Ling Ran had already used the best possible means to perform the surgery. However, the one who performed the surgery on the discus throw girl He Xiufang

At that time, Ling Ran's methods were obviously higher.

The reason is that the surgery performed on Liu Weichen allowed Ling Ran to accumulate experience.

It can be said that Liu Weichen's surgery promoted Ling Ran's technological progress. If it weren't for him, Academician Zhu Tongyi would not have gone to great lengths to implement Plan A and conduct a comprehensive analysis for it.

Without these analyzes and on-the-spot operations, Ling Ran could not have thought of using new operating techniques when operating on He Xiufang.

The three Plan A surgeries that followed further consolidated Ling Ran's skills.

It can be said that after five surgeries and giving Ling Ran another Liu Weichen, he can improve his recovery by one to two percentage points on the spot.

This is also because Plan A is indeed complex enough, so it can make Ling Ran feel an obvious improvement. If it is replaced by an ordinary Achilles tendon rupture repair surgery, Ling Ran will not gain as much experience.

However, in general, the number of operating tables is the value of experience. The higher the technology, the higher the accumulation of quantitative changes that lead to qualitative changes, and the higher the requirements. However, it is impossible not to accumulate.

For residents like Lu Wenbin, being a surgical assistant for one or two hundred surgeries may bring about a qualitative change.

Lu Wenbin thought about how many surgeries he had done with Ling Ran, and then when he heard what he said about accumulating the number of surgeries, he felt a warmth rising in his heart. He couldn't help but said: "I learned from you that time is the most important thing. Well, I will always take a taxi from now on."

Go to the hospital."

"Okay, if you don't have money, just do more surgeries." Ling Ran stood in front of the alley of Xiagou, which was full of life, and Lu Wenbin thought about it.

Lu Wenbin pinched his cell phone and forced himself to endure it, so he did not show the numbers on it to Ling Ran.

the next day.

Ling Ran slept until 7 o'clock, got up and watered the flowers, then went to the vegetable market to buy some seafood and other ingredients, and then came back and cooked a pot of seafood porridge before calling her parents to get up.

Ling Jiezu stretched unaccustomedly, and then in the room, he shouted in surprise: "My son is back?"

"I sent a message yesterday." Ling Ran answered from across the door.

Ling Jiezhu said "Oh" and said, "I forgot, I went to bed early yesterday."

"I made breakfast." Ling Ran said.

"Ah, I still want to take a nap." Ling Jiezhu paused and asked, "What did you make for breakfast?"

"Seafood porridge, fried pancakes from the street, and some beef with soy sauce."

"Well...what kind of seafood is in the seafood porridge?"

"Scallops, shrimps, ribs, snapper fillets, mushrooms, celery..."

"Three minutes." Ling Jiezhou gave a positive reply.

Ling Ran went back to the first floor and turned up the heat of the seafood porridge. When it was almost boiling, he saw his father Ling Jie's porridge.

"Didn't you buy flower crabs?" Ling Jie Zhou was wearing slippers, opened the lid of the seafood porridge, smelled it, nodded and said: "The taste is quite good, your seafood porridge skills have been cultivated, you will never starve to death in the future

Already."

Ling Ran scooped out two bowls and said, "There are no flower crabs this morning."

"Seafood porridge doesn't have flower crabs, so it can only be considered a five-star one, and it can't be called luxury..." Ling Jie's voice sounded lazily. He looked up again and saw Tao Ping coming downstairs, quickly picking up a bowl of seafood porridge.

, shouted: "Honey, the seafood porridge is ready, come and eat."

Turning around, Ling Jiezu patted his forehead again and said, "I almost forgot, Xiaoran, the neighbor who had a massage appointment a few days ago, should I arrange it in the morning or in the evening?"

"Morning." Ling Ran silently ate the seafood porridge he cooked.

"Aren't you in a hurry to go to the hospital?"

"We'll go in the afternoon." Ling Ran said, "Mom, I want to eat bad meat."

"Okay." Tao Ping sat down with her skirt in hand and said with a gentle smile, "I'll ask your dad to go to the market to buy meat in a moment."

Ling Jie Zhou's eyebrows were trembling: "I'll make the bad meat for two days, but I won't be able to eat it tomorrow."

"I will work overtime at the hospital tomorrow and come back to eat the day after tomorrow." Ling Ran said.

"Then let's make a decision first and eat the day after tomorrow. The food outside is not as good as at home." Ms. Tao Ping made the final decision.

"Not comparable." Ling Ran replied, then lowered his head to drink the seafood porridge, sucking and sucking...
Chapter completed!