"Doctor Ling, I peeled some pine nuts for you." Miao Tansheng waited in the courtyard for Ling Ran to come out. He quickly gave him a plate of pine nuts with a smile on his face. "I peeled them with forceps."
"Oh, good technique." Ling Ran looked at the plate full of crystal clear pine nuts and could not help but comment.
Miao Tansheng seemed to have received a great reward. He flashed a huge smile, and his thick eye bags moved like the chest muscles of a strong man. He said, "It's great that you like it …"
"Thank you." Ling Ran held the plate and sniffed it before he grabbed a small handful. He ate to replenish the energy he used and asked, "Are there any more patients?"
Ma Yanlin seized the opportunity to show his face and said, "There are two more patients. One of them was sent by Changxi Medical Company. It's an old Achilles tendon rupture. The other one was sent by Xiang Xueming from the Bazhaixiang hospital branch. It's a fresh Achilles tendon rupture. He said that he just happened to meet a patient with an Achilles tendon rupture … "
Ma Yanlin introduced the patients, but he was envious in his heart.
He had to pay more attention to Ling Ran's movements, and he had to be lucky to be able to send a patient with a fresh Achilles tendon rupture when Ling Ran started his Achilles tendon repair surgery.
For a hospital like the Bazhaixiang hospital branch, they might not encounter a patient with an Achilles tendon rupture for ten days to half a month, or even three to five months. But this was like hunting. You always had prey to harvest, but you did not know what prey you would get. Therefore, aside from working hard to hunt, you also had to pay attention to the needs of the consumers in the city.
Xiang Xueming and Changxi Medical Company were definitely not the only two hunters who paid attention to Ling Ran. They were just hunters who happened to catch a suitable prey.
Ling Ran was naturally satisfied.
Being a surgeon was like solving questions. It was definitely easier to perform a certain type of surgery for a period of time than to operate on different types of patients. Moreover, it would also feel good.
At the end of the day, people needed a sense of achievement. As the surgery became smoother, the sense of achievement would continue to accumulate, and it would be easier for them to persevere.
It was just like answering a question. If you kept answering a question of a certain type and kept getting the correct answer, not only would you be willing to continue answering the question, but you would also be more willing to challenge a slightly more difficult question. However, if you kept changing the type of question, it might seem like you were covering everything on the surface, but in reality, you were just wasting your interest.
Ling Ran performed an Achilles tendon repair surgery today, and it was time for him to continue performing it. It would have been fine if he did not have any patients, but now that he had a patient, he naturally made arrangements without hesitation.
Ma Yanlin, Miao Tansheng, Juan Zi, and the others were also in a similar state. They were all actively making arrangements.
Su Jiafu was the only one who looked a little tired. But when Ling Ran looked at him with an inquiring gaze, Su Jiafu immediately wanted to jump up and say, "I'm fine, Doctor Ling. Don't worry."
"Then, let's hurry up and finish the two surgeries. Then, let's have dinner at home together." When Ling Ran said this, he felt strangely at ease.
It was indeed freer to perform surgeries in his own clinic.
The patients from Bazhaixiang hospital only received X-rays before they were sent over as soon as they could, but it did not affect them too much.
Because the patients sent by Changxi Medical Company had old Achilles tendon ruptures, they received an MRI scan in advance. The image was clear, and it made people feel more comfortable when they looked at it.
"As expected, the people from medical companies really know how to give gifts." Miao Tansheng looked at the medical company's representative in front of him, and he sighed with emotion.
In fact, there were also medical representatives who came to visit the clinic. They mainly sold drugs for transfusions and vaccines. It was already considered good if they could give a box of tea as a gift. They were not like Changxi Medical Company. Not only did they have to prepare patients for them, but they also had to consider everything thoroughly.
This kind of thing was very difficult to calculate in terms of money. What was rare was the thought.
Miao Tansheng was actually not that short of money now, but compared to the doctors in big hospitals, he cared more about the thought.
"Doctor Ling, I will also do my best this time." Miao Tansheng stood in front of Ling Ran and tried hard to express his enthusiasm.
Ma Yanlin was Ling Ran's old subordinate, and Miao Tansheng did not have the face to compete with a young man in his twenties. So, it was better to flatter Ling Ran and say good things about him.
Ling Ran nodded noncommittally. It was naturally a good thing for an assistant to be enthusiastic. For a surgery like the Zhu-Ling Achilles Repair Technique, the workload was endless, and he was not afraid of others sharing the profits.
"Do your best and come out to drink pork ribs soup tonight." Ling Jiezhou raised his arm and waved. His plump body made him look as friendly as a customer.
"Okay, director," Juan Zi replied to Ling Jiezhou and rushed into the operating theater with a heavy thud.
Ling Jiezhou furrowed his eyebrows. 'Is it too arrogant for me to treat someone to pork ribs soup?'
…..
At night.
Wang Zhuangyong held a thick stack of medical books in front of his chest as he walked through the alley in Lower Groove. His face was full of vigilance.
If one did not look at his face and figure, Wang Zhuangyong's movements at this time were like that of a beautiful female student from the Republic of China who was holding a book and walking through an unsafe street. On both sides of her were special agents from the Central and Military Command, who were ready to be the hero who saved the damsel in distress at any time. In front of her and behind her were the Japanese and the puppet army, who were ready to be the main character's material to show off his might at any time.
However, after looking at his face and figure, Wang Zhuangyong was just a burly man who walked through an alley without street lights.
He only heard noises when he arrived at Lower Groove Clinic, and the strong smell of urban life could be heard.
"Ling Ran …" Wang Zhuangyong shouted at the top of his lungs before he stepped into the clinic.
More than ten pairs of eyes turned and stared at Wang Zhuangyong in unison.
Wang Zhuangyong could not help but stop walking. "Department Director Shi, Department Director Yi, Doctor Yue …"
When he was doing his internship in Yun Hua Hospital, he also got to know quite a number of doctors.
"Hmm, Young Wang, you're here. By the way, you and Doctor Ling are both from Yun Hua University." Doctor Yue, the attending physician from the Rehabilitation Department, greeted Wang Zhuangyong, while the others just nodded politely.
Wang Zhuangyong smiled and said, "Yes, we're classmates."
"Oh yeah, I keep forgetting that Doctor Ling seems to have graduated a long time ago." Doctor Yue could not help but lament. He then looked at Wang Zhuangyong and asked in puzzlement, "Why are you here? Are you here to join in the fun?"
"Ling Ran asked me to come over to do something." Wang Zhuangyong felt rather helpless.
"Oh yeah, Doctor Ling knows you, so he definitely asked you to come over." Doctor Yue's gaze was cautious.
Even though it was a private job, it meant different things for different doctors. For example, Lower Groove Clinic. Because of Ling Ran, it was very easy for him to form a relationship with Ling Ran by working here part-time.
However, the demand for doctors in the Rehabilitation Department had always been low, and Wang Zhuangyong had become a competitor.
Doctor Yue's gaze froze. He was very optimistic about Ling Ran's development in Yun Hua Hospital. In a while, if Wang Zhuangyong insisted on competing with him, he might have to use some of the methods he had accumulated over the years to teach this young man a good lesson.
"Are you Doctor Wang Zhuangyong?" Juan Zi came out of the ward area. She held a phone in her hand as if she was pinching a sesame seed. She shook it carefully a few times, and there was still Wang Zhuangyong's photo on the screen.
"Yes, yes …" Wang Zhuangyong immediately answered.
"Doctor Ling said that the patients who performed the three surgeries today will be handed over to you for rehabilitation. Can you do it?"
"I can do it, no problem!" Wang Zhuangyong answered very quickly. Due to his fear of blood, his current career direction had completely shifted to rehabilitation, but it was also rare for him to have an independent medical case to handle.
Doctor Yue, who was beside him, was stunned. He asked, "Don't you want to compare them? Why don't you take a test or something? What about Doctor Ling? Nepotism is not a good management plan … "
"Our clinic is small." When Juan Zi said the word "small", she sounded very forceful.
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