Saturday.

Xiang Xueming took some time and returned to Yunhua.

Unlike the Yunyi period, where every day was divided into 20-minute units. In one month in Bazhai Township, Xiang Xueming's working hours returned to normal, his sleep returned to normal, and his bowel movements returned to normal.

Before getting off the long-distance bus, Xiang Xueming even thought that this was pretty good.

Then, he looked up and saw the 488-meter-tall Yun'an Tower.

The all-glass Yun'an Building was built 10 years ago. At that time, the concept of light pollution was not very popular in China, so that this iconic building looked like a huge glass rod, covered with glittering lights. The angle reflects dazzling light.

When Xiang Xueming was studying, he heard Yunhua's classmates talk about the ugliness of Yun'an Building more than once.

However, after watching it for 5 years, Xiang Xueming still feels that Yun'an Building gathers modern beauty. The price of renting a cubicle on the upper floor of Yun'an Building is equivalent to Xiang Xueming's monthly income. Obviously, he only thinks it is extremely beautiful. , would you be willing to pay so much money?

Xiang Xueming thought this way, then carried his backpack, squeezed to the bus stop, got in line for a bus, and staggered to Xiagou.

He did not directly return to Yun Medical Hospital. Although he spoke very satisfactorily when he told Zeng Xingteng, as an intern, Xiang Xueming knew that he did not have the ability to invite the attending physician he wanted.

Three surgeries a day for 2,000 yuan. The price of this flying knife has dropped below the flying knife line, and it can no longer be considered a flying knife. In fact, it doesn’t count. There are no planes or high-speed rails. Zeng Xingteng and Xiang Xueming will definitely get it. There is no transportation fee.

Therefore, the attending physician who takes care of the patient either has to take a bus to and from the hospital, or he has to drive himself, which is not very comfortable no matter how you think about it.

However, Xiang Xueming can't hire a weak attending physician who will definitely not come if he is above the associate senior level. He would rather use this time to have a meal with the medical representatives and drink two bottles of Moutai back home. Bazhai Township is a small place, so what can you get? The surgery depends on the disease, so you have to find a surgeon with relatively comprehensive surgical skills.

Another thing is that there is no Director Zhenggao in Bazhai Township to come to the rescue. If there is any problem on the operating table, the surgeon will have to solve it himself. For this reason alone, most doctors dare not go there.

In tertiary hospitals, most of the attending surgeons don’t like people gesticulating behind their backs. However, when problems arise during surgery, everyone still has to find experts to come to the rescue.

The authority of superior doctors over subordinate doctors, and the suppression of weak hands by skilled experts are all concentrated here.

Xiang Xueming did not have the confidence to hire such a doctor. He felt that he was doing well at Yunyi because Ling Ran provided him with a background, and Xiang Xueming could see this clearly.

Ling's treatment team only had two or three kittens, but they were able to occupy the operating rooms of other departments for surgeries. This was no longer an ordinary feat.

The interns who came with Xiang Xueming were suspected of being treated harshly if they sent specimens to the pathology department. However, the interns in Ling's treatment team rarely encountered such treatment.

When Xiang Xueming came back this time, he wanted to regain his salary.

He got off the bus, bumped his backpack, and felt a little more confident.

He brought a wild boar knuckle from the mountains and two pheasants with intact feathers.

This was also a gift he carefully selected. As far as Xiang Xueming knew, ordinary valuable commodities were not irritating to Ling Ran at all.

"Who are you looking for, young man?" An old lady was sitting in the courtyard of Xiagou Clinic basking in the sun. She glanced at Xiang Xueming and knew that he was not a local.

Xiang Xueming stopped quickly and said, "I want to see Dr. Ling Ranling."

"A doctor? What kind of disease are you looking for?"

"I... have something to do with him."

"If something happens, just wait patiently." The old lady chuckled, with a far-reaching mood.

Xiang Xueming looked around and saw that to the left and right of the entrance to the small courtyard were quite classical wooden corridors. In the corridor, there was a name hanging on a wooden sign:

"Disposal room", "emergency room", "B-ultrasound and electrocardiogram", "treatment room"...

"It's quite big." Xiang Xueming praised it.

"It was just renovated." The old lady clicked her tongue twice and said, "The Ling family has made money."

Xiang Xueming nodded blankly: "It was just renovated?"

"I heard that they specialize in beauty stitches and so on. Who has a beauty treatment and needs stitches?"

"Cosmetic acupuncture means small scars and fewer scars." Xiang Xueming understood it as soon as he heard it.

“It’s not against the law to lie to a fool anyway.”

Xiang Xueming smiled and said, "Doctor Ling's clinic is not a lie."

"You know?" The old lady's eyes squinted.

Xiang Xueming recalled the old lady in front of the small shop in the village, and immediately shook his head: "I just said it casually."

With that said, Xiang Xueming hurried inside.

The courtyard of Xiagou Clinic is still preserved, and the bricks in the middle have just been smoothed out.

The same is true for the old building on the front, retaining the pattern of people living above and a main room below.

It's just that the consulting room that used to be used in the main room has been moved to the side.

It was originally a wing and bathroom, but now it has been turned into a new small building.

The old house on the opposite side was also demolished and rebuilt into a modern Chinese-style building.

Xiang Xueming looked around and saw an ultrasound machine and an operating bed, as well as a sterilization room and sink next to it.

Xiang Xueming compared it with the Bazhai Township Branch and felt that the two were quite similar.

Of course, the Bazhai Township branch does not have an ultrasound machine, which is a problem left over from history.

Xiang Xueming walked around and saw Ling Ran in the small disposal room.

He was giving stitches to a middle-aged aunt. While stitching, he was talking to the middle-aged doctor next to him, and he was talking about stitches.

Xiang Xueming's envious eyes almost bleed.

After arriving in Bazhai Township, what he was most worried about was that he would not be able to improve.

"Doctor Ling." Xiang Xueming greeted in a low voice, and then said: "I'm coming back to the city to have a look. I just have time..."

Ling Ran looked at the patient's wound, said "Hmm" and said, "I can do some surgery if I have time."

"I'm in the Bazhai Township branch, so I can't do surgery casually." Xiang Xueming sighed helplessly.

Ling Ran said "Oh" and said, "I thought you liked surgery?"

In one sentence, Xiang Xueming almost burst into tears.

Of course he likes to do surgery, and he really likes it.

"I still like to have surgery, but there's nothing I can do if I don't stay at Yunyi Hospital."

Ling Ran nodded "yes".

"I actually want to start the operation." Xiang Xueming said quickly while the topic was not getting colder: "That's why I came to you for help."

When Xiang Xueming said this, he couldn't help but look at the middle-aged aunt who was getting stitches.

"Do you want me to go out?" The aunt, whose arm was bleeding, asked honestly.

"I'll talk about it later, I'll talk about it later." Xiang Xueming laughed twice.
Chapter completed!