Han Wei mopped the floor. When she passed the waiting room for the fourth time, she did not move forward anymore. Instead, she stood on the side of the fire escape and looked inside through the glass of the fire door. At the same time, she took out a new pocket English notebook and glanced at it from time to time.
The girl who shared the same class with her was her roommate. Because they were close in age, they had a good relationship. However, she felt a little strange at the moment. She said unhappily, "Han Wei, you're dawdling again."
Han Wei smiled and said earnestly, "Sis, we work hard in the hospital, but in other places, we might be cleaning. Our professional skill is dawdling."
"Who was the one who told the newcomers to work hard a while ago?"
"That was before I pursued it." Han Wei smiled and said, "If the newcomers don't work hard, won't the people before us have to work harder? When I first came, the auntie in front of me taught me the same thing. "
The sister blushed. "You learn fast."
"You mopped the floor first. Leave the one upstairs to me. I'll do it myself later," Han Wei said again.
The sister was even more embarrassed. "I'm not complaining that you don't work."
"I know."
"No, I mean, you should have studied in high school. If you learn English now, do you want to go to college again?" The sister said and laughed.
Han Wei did not smile. She still glanced at the pocket notebook in her hand and looked out the window. She said, "I've been out for five years. I've almost paid off my family's debt. I can do whatever I want."
The sister was not surprised. A girl in her early twenties working as a cleaner, wiping corpses, and cleaning the morgue would not be willing to do it unless there was a need for money. Especially for a girl with good looks like Han Wei. Even if she did not have a degree, working in a milk tea shop on the side of the road was better than working in the hospital.
In contrast, the sister came out to work six or seven years earlier than Han Wei, but her family was still a mess. Even if she wanted to relearn — although she could do it, it would be too tiring …
"Relearn English. Remember?" The sister teased and probed. "What's the new policy now?"
"I'm going to take the social college entrance examination." The expression on Han Wei's face did not change. She said, "If you forget English, you can recite it again. It can't be more tiring than us cleaning."
"Using my brain is much more tiring than cleaning." The girl snorted and said, "The college entrance examination isn't just about English."
"Yes, we'll conquer one at a time. Also, I want to save more money. "
"That's right. You still have to save money to buy books and attend tutoring classes, right? Students study all day long, and we still have to work. How can we pass the exams if we take them together?"
"I don't want to go to a good school. I just want to go to medical school." Han Wei seemed to have really thought it through. When she talked about medical school, there was even more brilliance in her eyes.
One of the girls in the dormitory looked at her expression and unconsciously mumbled, "It's good to be young. If I were as young as you, I would have to give it a try too. You still remember things from high school, right? I've forgotten everything. Sigh, I didn't study much back then. My family didn't pay much attention to me. Seeing that I wasn't good at studying, they made me come out to work … "
Han Wei still only smiled. She did not say anything, nor did she invite the girl to study together. The girl had entered society many years earlier than her. She could do whatever she wanted to do, and it was not something that she could convince her with just one or two sentences.
Moreover, Han Wei's blood was boiling right now. This hot air could push her, but it couldn't move others.
Similarly, she did not need to tell the girl that she actually did not remember things from high school, and that she was not good at studying …
Apart from weakening his confidence, these words probably wouldn't have any effect.
"Doctor Ling should be coming out soon." Han Wei used one sentence to divert her companion's attention.
"Where?" The girl was indeed attracted, and she forgot to ask the next question.
Han Wei smiled and said, "Twenty minutes at most."
"How do you know?"
"Previously, he said that it's an advanced surgery that takes four hours. If we count the time, it's been more than three hours now. Doctors usually speak in broad terms. If he's not coming out now, he should be out within twenty minutes." Han Wei naturally would not say that if he did not come out within thirty minutes, it meant that something went wrong during the surgery.
The girl took out her phone, glanced at it, and said, "It's been more than four hours, right?"
"The surgery time in the hospital is calculated from the time the chief surgeon starts performing the surgery. Preoperative preparations and the like are not counted."
"You even know this?"
"Yes, I've been paying attention these few days." Han Wei lowered her head to look at another word. She then raised her head and muttered to herself. She then looked outside with listless eyes.
Her companion suddenly felt bored. She stood up straight with the help of the mop. Just as she was about to leave, she saw the door of the surgical corridor open.
Ling Ran and a few doctors came out together. Soon, they were surrounded by a group of patients' family members.
Han Wei and her companion took out their phones at the same time and took photos.
Han Wei then put the notebook in her pocket, quietly opened the door, and slipped into the crowd to eavesdrop on the conversation between the doctors and the patients' family members. Meanwhile, her companion raised her phone high and began to take videos.
"The patient's lesion area is slightly larger than expected, but it has been successfully cleaned up … In general, the surgery has been carried out according to plan, and the completion rate is very high. But after this, to ensure the patient's prognosis, after the patient is discharged from the intensive care unit, you must strictly carry out the previous rehabilitation requirements …" Ling Ran emphasized repeatedly, and his tone was slightly firm.
Han Wei loved to listen to Ling Ran's voice like this the most.
To her, Ling Ran's usually gentle voice was pleasant to the ear, but it was not as penetrating as this kind of firm voice.
Han Wei could not help but turn her head to look at her companion. 'It seems that taking videos is also useful.'
"After the patient is sent to the ICU, you can choose a representative to take a look at him." Zuo Cidian waited for Ling Ran to finish speaking before he stood in front of him and told him the common things to pay attention to. His eyes were fixed on the patient's daughter.
Madam Dou, who appeared to be very knowledgeable, became a little different when she heard that the surgery was successful. When she noticed Zuo Cidian's expression, she just smiled and let it go.
Ling Ran turned around and walked back to the operating theater's corridor. Han Wei gritted her teeth and chased after him.
"Unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter." Zuo Cidian frowned and stopped her. He had seen a lot of unruly patients' family members, but it was rare for them to directly rush into the Operating Area. After all, the patient's family members did not really want to see their own family members' intestines being cut open.
"I am a nurse in the hospital." Han Wei pointed at her uniform and took out a plastic tag.
"You're not entering from this side, right?" Zuo Cidian pursed his lips in dissatisfaction, but he did not stop her. They came to the First People's Hospital of Floating Island for freelance surgeries, not to manage the hospital. The hospital might have this bad habit of not abiding by the rules.
Zuo Cidian waited for Han Wei to enter before he closed the door of the operating theater's corridor again. When he turned around, he saw that the "nurse" just now was already following Ling Ran's tail and walking inside.
This kind of scene was actually not unfamiliar to Zuo Cidian.
He sighed and took a few steps forward. When he reached Han Wei's side, he coughed a few times gently as a warning.
Usually, this was enough for an ordinary fangirl.
Han Wei, however, showed a slightly hesitant expression. She wanted to say a few words to Ling Ran, but she did not know what to say. For a moment, she felt as if her brain was blocked.
At this moment, Ling Ran heard Zuo Cidian cough. He turned around and said, "Doctor Zuo, contact the Orthopedic and Sports Medicine Center and see if they can gather some patients who need surgery."
"Are you going to Shanghai next week?" Zuo Cidian asked naturally.
"I'll go on Tuesday." Ling Ran did not want to wait.
The mission he received previously was to perform three perfect surgeries. If he carried out his daily surgeries step by step, he would be able to complete the mission.
However, from the looks of it now, the pursuit of perfection was very likely to be a series of surgeries, so it was necessary for him to make targeted arrangements.
Compared to hepatectomy, it was possible for him to perform meniscoplasty, Achilles tendon repair, or knee ligament repair at a perfect level. These surgeries took less time, and he felt that it should be easier for him to complete the mission.
Zuo Cidian nodded, a little surprised.
Many doctors who performed freelance surgeries all year round in big hospitals actually liked to go out for freelance surgeries on Tuesdays, because they usually performed freelance surgeries five or six days a week and only returned on weekends or Mondays to attend the hospital meeting on Mondays.
Correspondingly, the outpatient services on Monday mornings were usually arranged first by these chief physicians. From this point of view, it might not be the wisest choice to be in a hurry to register as a specialist in surgery on Monday from a big hospital. This was especially so for the most famous chief physicians. Most of their surgeries in the hospital were performed by the doctors under them.
Thanks to Ling Ran's super fast surgery speed and long surgery time, Ling Ran operated on the patients he took over.
However, Zuo Cidian was not sure if Ling Ran had any new ideas, so he asked tentatively, "The surgeries on Tuesday are probably already scheduled. If we go to Shanghai, should we postpone the surgeries or move them out?"
"If we can, we should do it earlier. The rest will be moved later … Will there be enough hospital beds in this arrangement?" Ling Ran was a little worried. The hospital beds in the Ling Treatment Group were already full of radishes. If they adjusted the surgery schedule on a large scale, it would definitely cause a lack of resources.
Zuo Cidian breathed a sigh of relief. He had always been able to deal with Ling Ran's worries easily.
Zuo Cidian tilted his head and said, "I'll think of a way. If it really doesn't work, we can add more hospital beds in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery. Department Director He should be able to understand. "
Nowadays, hepatectomy was almost monopolized by Ling Ran's group. Zhang Anmin performed more hepatectomy than He Yuanzheng. Department Director He Yuanzheng could only perform gallbladder surgeries, but he became less and less courageous.
Ling Ran nodded slowly. "You can reserve a few hospital beds for Department Director He. Don't affect their daily surgeries."
"Okay," Zuo Cidian answered and gave a thumbs up. "Doctor Ling, you're really understanding and reasonable!"
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