Several small cars quietly drove into the downstairs of the Second Hospital of Wuxin City.

Passengers in the car filed out, some with two or three people in the car, and some with three or four people in the car. The old man was supported by the young man, either on foot, on crutches, or in a wheelchair, with a look of melancholy or expression on his face.

Happy expressions, swarming in.

The director of the Medical Affairs Department of the Second Hospital personally greeted everyone and arranged everyone into the ward.

All the wards are located on the second floor, and you can see the pines and cypresses downstairs. The pines and cypresses are evergreen, with dense and tough needles, which makes people happy to see them.

The patient Chen Tong, who came alone, was so absorbed in looking at the pines and cypresses downstairs that he seemed to have forgotten the pain in his waist.

Damn!

"It hurts." Chen Tong covered his waist and pushed the pillow under his body.

"Stones?" The patient on the bed next to him turned around and smiled friendly.

Chen Tong said "Yes", then looked at the children beside him, and turned his head back firmly.

"You should retire too." The patient on the bed next to him said tenaciously.

Chen Tong nodded and said, "I have been retired for several years. I used to be a school teacher."

"Educational system."

"Middle school teacher, I don't have much of a position." After Chen Tong said this, he felt that the other party would stop chatting with him.

But the patient in the next bed laughed: "What a coincidence, I am also a teacher now, a teacher at a university for the elderly, teaching calligraphy."

Chen Tong glanced at the other party and said, "You used to be at a very high level?"

"Why is this talking about level again?"

"If you don't have any level, you won't be able to enter the University for the Elderly. If your level is not high enough, you won't be able to write calligraphy." Chen Tong concluded naturally.

The patient in the next bed laughed: "If you put it this way, it's true. Let me know, I, Wang Cheng, have accomplished nothing. I have been retired for several years. What level I was in before and what kind of treatment I will enjoy in the future are of no use.

, now we are all patients with intrahepatic bile duct stones, I hope they can be cured once and for all.”

"After the operation, recovery is a big problem." Chen Tong glanced at Wang Cheng and said.

"Mr. Mei recovered well after the operation." Wang Cheng shook his head again and said, "The stone is too painful. I can't stand it. I'll do it if I can."

"Yeah." Chen Tong had the same thought.

"You also have a relationship with Dr. Jin, right? How do you know each other?"

"My doctor introduced me here."

"Oh..." Wang Cheng was finally convinced that Chen Tong was indeed no longer a hidden energy person. He spoke a little faster: "Then you are very lucky. Dr. Ling has a special method for treating intrahepatic bile duct stones.

When Dr. Jin told me about it, I made it a point to understand it, and what he did was really good!"

Chen Tong nodded: "I checked it too."

After saying that, Chen Tong turned his eyes downstairs again.

"Really?" Wang Cheng smiled, then followed Chen Tong to look at the pines and cypresses below, and asked with a smile: "I like pine trees."

"This is a Chinese pine." Chen Tong seemed to be correcting Wang Cheng.

Wang Cheng was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Are you studying this?"

"It's not about research." Chen Tong looked at the Chinese pine trees downstairs quietly and said, "When I was young, I did scientific research. I just ran around looking for pine trees."

"Looking for pine trees?"

"kindness."

"What are you looking for with a pine tree?"

"Our country is the country with the richest gymnosperms in the world." Chen Tong said with full of nostalgia: "When China was first founded, the discovery of silver fir in China was a discovery that shocked the world. That was in 1955, when the Western scientific community looked at China

, just like when we look at Somalia, we can find a long-extinct plant recognized in the world, and it is the silver fir..."

Chen Tong became more and more interested in the conversation. He turned to look at Wang Cheng, but lost interest again.

"In 1955, who was your master?" Wang Cheng's waist also hurt badly, and he seemed to want to speak.

Chen Tong looked out the window and smiled calmly: "How do I have the qualifications? I'm just a junior science examiner."

"Then what?"

"Then? Oh, then I worked for 20 years without any results, so I got an intrahepatic bile duct stone, so I switched to teaching in a middle school." Chen Tong said it in an extremely simple way, with an air of peace.

Wang Cheng looked at him and couldn't help but said: "When you say there are no results, do you mean that you have been a scientific examiner for 20 years and found nothing?"

"It's a little discovery of little value."

"Then you've been doing it for another 20 years?"

"Well, I always thought that I would find something next." Chen Tong didn't want to talk about himself anymore, turned around, looked at Wang Cheng, and said, "What about you? What will you do before retirement?"

"I work in a government agency. Calculated, I have been working for 40 years. 40 years of service." Wang Cheng repeated it twice and suddenly laughed: "My greatest achievement is probably intrahepatic bile duct stones, including my subordinates.

The unit has thousands of people, and I am the only one."

Chen Tong couldn't help but laugh when he heard what he said.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere in the ward immediately improved a lot.

The next day.

At four o'clock in the morning, Chen Tong was turning over and over in bed when he suddenly heard the door of the hospital bed creaking and being pushed open.

Chen Tong was excited and reached out to touch his waist. The memories of that year on the mountain suddenly flooded into his mind.

In an instant, Chen Tong saw the reflection of the white wall in the gloom again, and couldn't help but lose consciousness for a moment: I am in the hospital, and I don't have a hoe with me...

So, a thief came to the hospital to steal something?

Chen Tong reached out and took back his most valuable mobile phone. Then he looked out the dark window and couldn't help but sigh: Thieves nowadays are so dedicated. Could it be that they can steal more in the hospital? So they are all elite thieves?

"Hello, Chen Tong? Are you asleep?" Several white figures blocked Chen Tong's sight.

Chen Tong was shocked, does the thief know my name?

"Chen Tong? Wake up, it's time for ward rounds." Yu Yuan gently pushed the patient's shoulder.

Chen Tong opened his eyes suddenly, his consciousness still unclear: "Ward round?"

"Ward round!" Yu Yuan's voice became louder to remind the patient. At 4 o'clock in the morning, it had little impact on the doctor and Kobe. The patients were usually half asleep.

Chen Tong gently turned on the bedside lamp.

Yu Yuan frowned and blocked the light, complaining: "Patients like to turn on the lights anyway. If they need to be turned on, we will turn on the lights."

"Don't you want to turn on the light?" Chen Tong looked at Chen Tong strangely.

Yu Yuan waved her hand: "Tell me your name."

"Chen Tong."

"Well, let's prepare you for surgery." Yu Yuan looked around and asked, "Where are your family members?"

"I have no family and am alone." Chen Tong sat up.

Yu Yuan looked at him unexpectedly, and said in a softer tone: "Then let me tell you about the situation during the operation..."

Chen Tong listened quietly, even though he felt uncomfortable, he did not say a word.

Yu Yuan simply stayed with him until he entered the operating room.

"Dr. Ling's skills are very good and the success rate is also very high. You don't have to worry too much." Yu Yuan lowered her head and said with confidence in her tone.

Chen Tong said "En", watched Yu Yuan leave, and gently closed his eyes.

The operating room gradually became lively.

Nurses, anesthesiologists, and assistant doctors came one after another. Chen Tong closed his eyes tightly and remained silent until the anesthesiologist began to touch him.

"Ahem." Chen Tong reluctantly opened his eyes.

"The accent doesn't sound like a local." Su Jiafu looked down at Chen Tong and made a joke with a smile.

Chen Tong was stunned for a few seconds before showing a slight smile.

"Don't be too nervous..."

"You, Dr. Ling, are very skilled. I understand." Chen Tong interrupted Su Jiafu.

Su Jiafu stayed for two seconds and then laughed: "It seems you know it, okay, inhale slowly, let me check it for you, count with me, one, two..."

Su Jiafu looked up at the monitor, then smiled at Ling Ran who had just walked in: "I'm numb."

Ling Ran, who entered wearing a brand new surgical gown, tied his hands, looked at the patient's face first, and then asked for verification: "67 years old?"

"Yes, Dr. Jin sends all elderly patients." As an anesthesiologist, Su Jiafu is extremely afraid of elderly patients.

Ling Ran didn't care, so he had another B-ultrasound film taken to deepen his memory before the operation.

At this time, the system, which had not appeared for a long time, popped up a line of small words:

Mission: Ultra-high level surgery.

Mission content: Relieve the patient's pain through ultra-high-level surgical operations.

Mission reward: Complete ten high-level surgeries and receive an intermediate treasure chest as a reward.

Mission progress:(0/10)

Ling Ran looked at the system prompts and fell into deep thought:

What does it mean to have performed a high-level surgical operation?

After thinking about it, Ling Ran put down his arms and took off his surgical clothes.

"Doctor Ling?" Several people in front of the operating table didn't understand.

"I'm going to take a shower." Ling Ran left the operating room without hesitation.

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