Ling Ran walked to the treatment room at a steady pace.
Zuo Cidian followed behind him, and he admired Ling Ran's generosity. This was something he could not do.
If he had to negotiate with people in private, even if the person was a high-ranking leader, Zuo Cidian would have a lot of ideas and would not have stage fright. However, Zuo Cidian did not feel relaxed when he had to speak in public and even give orders.
In contrast, Ling Ran looked relaxed and at ease.
Zuo Cidian thought about it, and he guessed that Ling Ran must be very experienced. When he thought about it, Ling Ran must have been in public since he was young. The song he hummed in the morning when he was bathing might be sung everywhere in the afternoon …
Zuo Cidian could not help but shudder, and he thought, 'Even if this kind of life is given to me, I … have to think about whether I want it or not.'
When he got close to the treatment room, he heard the noise of people and the sound of things being moved inside.
Zuo Cidian looked through the frosted glass and saw that the cubicles inside, which were originally separated by curtains, were now in chaos. Doctors, nurses, and patients' families came and went, rubbing shoulders against each other. It was like a shopping mall during the Spring Festival, and it was the kind where no epidemic had happened.
Ling Ran ignored them and walked to the door. He clenched his fist and placed it in front of his mask. He pretended to cough three times.
The people on the beds near the door subconsciously looked over.
There were people who looked at him first, but because they saw Ling Ran, the people who saw him first could not help but be stunned for a moment. They did not turn their heads away like they would when they saw an ordinary person.
As a result, more than ten people near the door focused their attention on Ling Ran's face for a moment.
This was the environment that Ling Ran was familiar with.
Ling Ran spoke softly, and his voice was neither loud nor soft. "One family member per patient will be enough. Family members can discuss with each other, and the extra ones can go out and wait."
Ling Ran did not ask all the patients' family members to go out. The hospital environment in the country could not lack patients' family members. The patients' family members actually did part of the work of the nurses and care workers. If all the family members went out, the nurses and care workers would not be able to handle it.
The patients' family members looked at each other, and they were a little hesitant. Ling Ran's tone was firm, and he was wearing a white coat, and he was unusually handsome.
However, they still wanted to see what he would do.
At this time, a resident doctor from the Emergency Medical Center had already rushed out.
"Who will stay with the patient in Bed 16? Everyone else, get out, "the resident doctor ordered loudly.
The patient's family members looked at him again and slowly moved a few people out.
"Bed 15, who should stay in Bed 15?" The resident doctor continued to shout in a hoarse voice. He had tried to chase people away before, but no one listened to him. Now that he had Ling Ran's support, he suddenly became confident.
"Let's go out, let's go out. Don't crowd here. Let the doctor do the work."
"Don't just stand there."
"Move. Let's go."
A few of the patients' family members also spontaneously took charge of maintaining order.
More than ten people walked out of the treatment room. The space in front of the bed at the door suddenly became much larger.
Ling Ran nodded at the patient's family members who took the initiative to come out. Then, he stepped inside and looked at the doctors.
The doctors who were busy in the cubicles that were cleared could not help but look at Ling Ran.
"There are still patients waiting outside. Everyone, hurry up." There was a friendly smile on Ling Ran's face as he swept his gaze from left to right.
Then, Ling Ran walked forward again. He coughed three times just like before and asked only one patient's family member to stay behind.
Zuo Cidian stood in Ling Ran's shadow and watched the doctors in front of him return to work. Their attitude toward the doctors from the Emergency Department was obviously much friendlier.
Zuo Cidian could not help but mutter, "How did he do it?"
"What?" Ling Ran looked at Zuo Cidian.
"I mean, the doctors from the other departments seem to be quite obedient to your orders." Zuo Cidian smiled in a flattering manner.
Ling Ran also smiled. "As long as you give the right order, everyone will carry it out well."
"Uh …" Zuo Cidian could give ten thousand negative examples, but when he saw Ling Ran's calm and matter-of-fact expression, Zuo Cidian did not know how to express his opinion.
He felt that his idea should be correct, but when he looked at Ling Ran's face, Zuo Cidian could not help but doubt himself. 'Maybe Doctor Ling is right?'
"Just leave one family member with each patient. Sorry for the trouble." Ling Ran continued to move forward. He gave the same order and the same smile.
Soon, the treatment room became less crowded.
Zuo Cidian looked around and found that the nervousness and sternness on the doctors' faces seemed to have decreased slightly. What was more obvious was that the doctors from other departments who came for consultation were no longer talking loudly to the junior doctors in the Emergency Medical Center for no reason.
Although it was common for senior doctors to scold junior doctors, most of the time, they were from the same department. There was no need for them to be scolded even if they were not affiliated with them.
However, it was the senior doctors who decided whether to scold people or not. Whether junior doctors would be scolded or not depended on their work, and it mainly depended on whether their fathers supported them or not.
Huo Congjun was considered a very fierce department director, but when he was in the resuscitation room, the treatment room could not take care of the patients.
Ling Ran's appearance obviously made up for this.
The entire treatment room even quietened down because of this.
Ling Ran walked from the front to the back, and then from the back to the front twice, and he felt that the order task Department Director Huo asked him to complete was somewhat completed. At this time, a girl on the hospital bed next to him mustered her courage and said, "I don't have any family members with me. Can I let a doctor accompany me?"
Ling Ran turned his face in puzzlement.
The girl looked to be in her early twenties. She said with a slightly red face, "My family members are not in Yun Hua. Just now, you said that every patient will have a family member with them. Can you send a doctor to accompany me?"
Her eyes were fixed on Ling Ran. Her lips were slightly parted, and her neck was a little red. She was still holding her phone tightly in her hand, and she was upside down on the bed.
"Where are you hurt?" Ling Ran asked.
"I …" The girl shrank her neck and whispered, "I have a scratch on my left side."
"Let me take a look." Ling Ran was serious when it came to illnesses. He did not simply believe in the patient's judgment.
The girl hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Can you pull up the curtain?"
"Okay." Ling Ran answered and called Wang Jia over. He asked her to help pull up the curtain to form a small cubicle. Then, Wang Jia helped to pull up half of the girl's shirt.
A bloody scar, contusion, and abrasions were arranged from top to bottom. It was not very serious, but it was definitely not light.
Ling Ran looked relaxed. For the people who were injured in the car accident today, this kind of injury could be said to be very simple.
"The other doctors are busy. Can you take a look at me?" The girl took the initiative to ask again. Her voice was soft, and her face was even redder.
Ling Ran thought for a moment and said, "Let me take a look at the leg first."
The girl's face instantly turned red, and she nodded slightly.
Ling Ran got permission and rolled up the patient's trousers. He saw that the girl's calf was fair and tender. Her skin was delicate, and her hair was fine and light.
"Okay, I'll suture it for you." Ling Ran saw that the patient took good care of her skin, so he sat down and prepared to suture it himself.
The girl instantly became excited. She lowered her head and looked at her phone before she quickly put it down.
Wang Jia, who was doing preoperative preparations at the side, had a sharp eye. She saw the title of [How to Confess to a Prince Charming] on the screen, and she could not help but smile secretly.
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