"Doctor Ling, did you draw all these yourself?"
Wu Zhuang, the editor from the publishing firm, looked at the sketches in front of him and could not help but be surprised.
"Yes." Ling Ran nodded slightly.
"Doctor Ling is too talented." Wu Zhuang praised from the bottom of his heart.
As an editor from Yun Hua University Publishing Firm, Wu Zhuang did not need to go to the hospital to collect manuscripts. However, because he heard about Ling Ran's fame and saw Ling Ran's photos, Wu Zhuang reluctantly went to the Emergency Medical Center of Yun Hua Hospital to meet and get to know Ling Ran.
He was supposed to use this route to exchange for a doctor's WeChat ID. However, when he saw the whole box of sketches, Wu Zhuang could not help but be shocked.
Yu Yuan was full of admiration and said, "Doctor Ling now works more than ten hours a day, and he performs an average of six surgeries a day. He also has to do ward rounds, teach students from Yun Hua University, and participate in various meetings. These sketches were drawn in his spare time. I saw dozens of them at Doctor Ling's house. The rest should be drawn in the hospital, right? "
Yu Yuan also looked at Ling Ran curiously. She did not seem to have seen Ling Ran draw in the hospital.
Ling Ran thought about it and agreed. "Basically, he drew them at home and in the hospital."
During his rest time yesterday, Ling Ran drew dozens of drawings at home. This morning, when he rested in the hospital, he drew another seventy or eighty drawings. When added together, it seemed like a lot.
Ling Ran was quite satisfied with this. After all, the number of surgeries and emergency cases in the hospital was limited. For ordinary doctors, they might have already fallen into the predicament of lack of sleep, but for Ling Ran, spending dozens of minutes or a few hours to make some medical records was not very tiring.
After all, young doctors of his age now had to spend a few hours every day writing medical records. That was really miserable.
With that, Yu Yuan was certain of that. She said to Wu Zhuangshi again, "So, these sketches were drawn by Doctor Ling using very little time to rest. They are the accumulation of Doctor Ling's thousands of surgeries, and they are also the work of his blood and sweat. "
"It's really amazing." Wu Zhuang played along and praised, and there was even seventy to eighty percent sincerity in his praise.
In his opinion, someone as handsome as Ling Ran could sell his books and make a fortune even if he used his body to write. Yet, he was still willing to become a doctor and make a name for himself. It was indeed amazing.
This was especially so when Wu Zhuang saw the serious line segments and the passion in these sketches. He even felt a little guilty. 'I was too shallow to think that I could sell a few thousand books just by using Ling Ran's photo on the cover of my book.'
At this time, Yu Yuan could not help but remind Ling Ran, "Doctor Ling, you don't have to work too hard. There are so many patients who are counting on you."
"I don't think it's hard." Ling Ran smiled. He had always done whatever he wanted to do. He had been a doctor and performed surgeries for a long time because he liked it.
"It's good that you don't think it's hard." Yu Yuan suddenly felt a little emotional.
There were always some people like Ling Ran who seemed to have more time than others. Yu Yuan could not help but think of her postgraduate students. They were all busy, and they were all doctors. Some doctors were already three years old when their second child was born, while some were still single. This kind of thing was too unreasonable.
Wu Zhuang listened to the conversation between the two and found it even more interesting. He could not help but think, "We can use these as publicity materials, and with these drawings, I think we can make it more public, the kind that can be sold to the public."
Writing books was a must for top doctors. Ling Ran was a little interested in this, but he only agreed. He was not involved in the specific implementation.
Ling Ran left Yu Yuan and the editor to continue discussing, and he strolled back to the treatment room on the first floor of the Emergency Department.
The young doctors who were busy in the room suddenly became nervous, as if they were facing a great enemy.
Doctor Zhou only needed to glance at the young doctor in front of him to understand. He said, "The department director is here?"
"Yes, Doctor Ling." The young doctor lowered his head and was obedient.
"Oh … Tsk tsk." Doctor Zhou turned around and took a look. He then called out to Ling Ran and said, "Do you want to do it?"
Doctor Zhou's tone sounded like he was giving a gift.
"Your arm is injured?" Ling Ran glanced at it and felt that the wound was quite big. He could not help but move his fingers, but he still waved his hand and said, "I'm just here to take a look. I still have to go for a ward round later."
Doctor Zhou could not help but sigh regretfully. "That can't be helped. Ward rounds are more important."
The young doctor below the operating table breathed a sigh of relief and quickly sutured the wound.
When Doctor Zhou saw this, he also showed a smile. "Not bad. The suture is not bad. I can handle it."
After he said that, Doctor Zhou stretched his back and followed Ling Ran for a few steps. He said, "I saw Yu Yuan running around. Are you going to publish a book?"
"I'm not sure yet, but it might be a book with pictures about the changes in the liver's blood vessels," Ling Ran answered simply.
Doctor Zhou nodded and thought for a few seconds before he said, "Yu Yuan might not know much about it, and Zuo Cidian probably hasn't come into contact with it before. I suggest that if you write a book, you should still report it to Department Director Huo."
"Oh, okay." Ling Ran readily accepted the advice and said, "Then, I'll go and talk to him now."
Doctor Zhou looked at Ling Ran seriously. "You're not unhappy, are you?"
"No." Ling Ran was equally serious, and he asked, "Why should I be unhappy?"
Doctor Zhou was stumped by the question. Indeed, why should he be unhappy? Department Director Huo was the department director, and he had all the power in the department, which meant that Ling Ran …
When he thought of this, Doctor Zhou could not help but be secretly shocked. He was just worried that Ling Ran would be unhappy because he was restrained. The other doctors in the department did not have the right to be unhappy, but if it was Ling Ran …
Doctor Zhou smiled and said to Ling Ran, "There's no reason. I just can't figure out your temper."
Ling Ran did not comment. It was their business to think about it, and he would not think about it.
"I'll say it again. Let's go to the office." Doctor Zhou glanced at Ling Ran's face, but he still decided to follow him to be a buffer. When it came to power, even if it was just the power of a hospital department, it was still quite sensitive.
Both of them walked side by side and entered the office in a short while.
Huo Congjun looked at Ling Ran, who was sitting on the chair and reading documents with a frown. When he saw Ling Ran and Doctor Zhou, he relaxed his frown and said with a smile, "Why are you two here?"
"Are you alright?" Doctor Zhou rushed to say, "We thought that you might be exhausted after staying up all night to perform resuscitation for the past two days."
"I'm fine." Huo Congjun patted his chest and laughed heartily.
He knew that Doctor Zhou's words were half-true, but when he saw the two of them walk into the office together, especially when Ling Ran had a straight face, Huo Congjun was still quite happy.
"When I was young, staying up late was nothing. When I was marching at night, I had to carry the stretcher when I needed it. When I encountered a last-minute emergency, I had to rush to the front after I was done …" Huo Congjun said and coughed a few times. Then, his face was slightly pale, and he frowned again.
Ling Ran also frowned. He turned around and took a stethoscope from the small box in the office. He said, "Department director, let me listen."
"No need." Huo Congjun immediately refused, and his voice was a little stern. "There are many patients outside. I just had a physical examination some time ago."
Doctor Zhou could not help but take a step back. The other doctors in the department, and even doctors from other departments, would avoid Huo Congjun when he had this kind of expression.
Ling Ran was not moved. "Lie on the left."
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