"Come on, come on, Aolong, everyone will use it for themselves." Huo Congjun greeted everyone, and the flesh on his face seemed to shine with a gentle light: "Little He, don't be polite, you are young and have a good appetite, just eat more... Come on, have a drink!"

He Liang quickly raised his glass, and sweared a few times across the table with Huo Congjun, then became stuffy, and then took a large piece of lobster meat from the young and beautiful waiter who always sneaked around Ling Ran's plate and stuffed it into his mouth.

The spicy white wine with the fragrance of Aolong makes He Liang's taste buds filled with the guilty pleasure of money.

Looking at the dozen waiters around, the large private rooms that can play basketball, and exquisite dishes, and the old wrinkled guests, He Liang felt even more intoxicated.

Before planning to enter cardiac surgery, this is He Liang's fantasy of the doctor's life, at least, it should be the main life.

But after entering cardiac surgery, He Liang realized that TV was a scam.

What are the great scholars who talk and laugh, what are the connections that are so good, what are the foods that are so fine and fine...

Ordinary cardiac surgeons face ordinary patients, endless calls, and endless takeaways...

He Liang first met the hot Aolong, and he was hospitalized for two years. At that time, he already knew that Aolong could not afford small departments such as cardiac surgery, and Qinglongzi had to be able to do it during festivals.

Of course, the original emergency department was just able to afford Qinglongzai. When the department was big, it might not be rich. After all, it had to be average. If you want to eat Aolong, the most important thing you should go to is the cardiac or ophthalmology department...

"Xiao He, what are you thinking? You're so fascinated and want to have surgery? Having a meal with us old guys is too boring, right?" Huo Congjun interacted with He Liang again. Compared to another partner, Director Kang, who was connected, He Liang was obviously more suitable for breakthroughs.

He Liang shook his head quickly: "No, why can't I behave very well..."

"You can hear it, you can speak, and you will definitely say now. You are still young and prosperous, with a dragon horse spirit, and your prostate does not grow... Hahaha..." Huo Congjun laughed four times, picked up the white wine glass again: "Come on, drink together..."

The atmosphere at the table was very good, even Vice President Zhou held up his glass and took a sip of wine.

Those who work as doctors all have their own needs for anesthesia, with few exceptions.

Ling Ran also served the cup, but it contained drinks - he has always been exceptions and there was nothing strange about it.

Ling Ran also took a sip of the drink slightly, and focused on Director Kang and He Liang.

The system task is very clear. We need to show our skills outside the operating room to give Kangjian and He Liang the admiration of their peers. Then, it is naturally a foregone conclusion to treat the two outside the operating room.

Ling Ran carefully observed the two people and had a visual inspection at any time to avoid missing minor symptoms.

Director Kang and He Liang are both cardiac surgery doctors. If they want to admire them, it is possible to achieve their goals. However, the requirements for cardiac surgery outside the operating room are strict. You have to seize every small opportunity and use all your abilities.

Think about it, the operating rooms used outside the heart are the highest level 100-level laminar operating rooms, and there are still patients who die due to infection. How dangerous it is to perform surgery in the hotel private room. This is not the early 19th century. Doctors can just play casually with picking up scalpels, killing three of them in one breath, and they can continue to perform surgery in the afternoon...

Ling Ran made up his mind that no matter whether Director Kang or He Liang fell to the ground, he should first take life-saving treatment first. As long as the patient can stand it, he will still get Yun Doctor's surgery.

If you have no missions, you can take it again, and if you have no life, you will lose it.

After three rounds of wine...

After four rounds of wine...

After five rounds of wine...

Director Kang and He Liang stood firm.

Ling Ran gradually felt that the task might not be completed today.

Thinking about it, the task description does not specifically mean that it will be completed today. However, if the task is not completed today, I may be in the hospital in the next few days. Director Kang and He Liang fell down and would be in if they didn’t enter the operating room.

Ling Ran couldn't help but think hard.

This task seems to be flawless.

Bang...

A crisp sound suddenly came from Director Kang's direction.

Ling Ran looked over and saw... the lobster shell in front of Director Kang fell to the ground.

"I'm old." Director Kang shook his head and his face turned slightly red.

Ling Ran focused on observing for half a minute and confirmed that Director Kang was just blushing, not a blood clot, and could only withdraw his gaze.

At this time, He Liang, who had drunk a lot of wine, came to Ling Ran with a round of wine, and said, "Doctor Ling, I will toast you a glass of wine. I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he raised his head and drank it, then asked with his tongue wide, "Doctor Ling, how did you practice it?"

Ling Ran couldn't help but think about it and said slowly: "I have very little time to practice now."

"Yes, you have surgery every day, and the technology will naturally be polished out." He Liang is also obsessed with the amount of surgery. For doctors at the first level of attending, the amount of surgery not only means the amount of training, but also means income and status.

The number of surgeries outside the heart is getting smaller and smaller, which is the most dissatisfied thing for young doctors such as He Liang.

Ling Ran smiled. His skills were not simply ground through surgery, but it was not suitable for explanation at this time.

"Do you know how we practice normally?" He Liang's alcohol was rising and he said again.

"How to practice?" Ling Ran was really curious.

"We use eggs." He Liang said, and shouted to the waiter: "Get an egg."

"Is the eggs used to drink egg white?" the foreman asked politely.

"Yes." He Liang said as he took out a bone knife from his bag and said, "The game we often play is to use a knife to engrave the eggs. Even if the eggs are not broken, you will win. Doctor Ling would try it?"

When He Liang said this, his eyes were already a little brighter.

Opportunities are obtained. With regard to He Liang's status and qualifications, it is impossible for him to show his skills in front of a person like President Zhou or Huo Congjun.

Not to mention that Yun Dai’s heart is already weak and has no sense of existence. Even if he has a sense of existence, he needs a higher-end surgery to invite the hospital-level leader to watch the operation.

In the current cardiac surgery department, the director must choose the general surgery first, and the high-end surgery is the director's patent, so where can He Liang show his face?

On the contrary, now, He Liang is given a gap to show his technology.

In a minute or two, the hotel foreman brought eggs. He Liang immediately took one over and put it in front of him, saying, "Doctor Ling, I will give you a demonstration first."

While he was talking, he held a bone knife and scratched it on the raw egg.

The knife scratched so hard that the shell broke, but the egg yolk and egg white did not flow out.
Chapter completed!