Dawn.
Ling Ran slept for a while and put on his clothes. He sat on the recliner in the middle of the courtyard and looked up at the sky.
The weather was cold, but it was clear.
Ling Ran only fastened his clothes. He did not complain, but he was happy.
He had enough Energy Serums for a few years, and he might not be able to finish them for many years. This made Ling Ran no longer nervous about the amount of Energy Serums he had. Correspondingly, his leisure time seemed to have gradually increased.
And it was Ling Ran's favorite night.
It was not that he did not like the day, but it was mainly because there were too many things to do during the day. Sometimes, when he was doing his work, someone would come over to take pictures with him, or even confess to him. It was very troublesome to reject them, and it was very depressing when his train of thought was interrupted.
It was different at night. Even the most willing pharmaceutical sales representative would not take the initiative to visit a doctor's house at three o 'clock in the morning. The department director of the Orthopedics Department would at most call the pharmaceutical sales representative at three o' clock in the morning, not the other way around.
The clinic was even quieter at dawn.
Lower Groove Alley, which was noisy during the day, suddenly seemed to have become like a lady. Aside from a few strange barks from dogs and people, there was nothing to complain about.
This small problem was just like how a lady would snore. It could not be considered a fault.
Ling Ran lay down and looked at the starry sky for a while. There were only a few stars in the starry sky that Yun Hua could see, but it could still make people feel the insignificance and fear of humans. This was something that could not be changed even if one was handsome.
Ling Ran got up again. He first cooked a pot of porridge and fried a few eggs for himself. He ate it with milk first. Then, he returned to the room, lay down on the bed, patted his stomach, and asked the system, "How do I use the reward time?"
As he spoke, a virtual operating table and a patient appeared in front of Ling Ran.
It was similar to a Virtual Human, but there were patients with different symptoms.
Ling Ran suddenly felt that it was interesting.
Although it was also a Virtual Human that could do whatever he wanted, a Virtual Human with symptoms naturally had more ways of playing.
'Let's get a dancer with multiple ligament ruptures. The ligaments must have a good texture, the muscles must be beautiful, and the hands and legs must be long …' Ling Ran lay on the bed and thought as he made arrangements.
In a flash, the patient on the operating table looked different. The body proportion was very long, and the muscles were very beautiful …
Ling Ran raised his hand and cut open the shoulder. The ligaments were very beautiful.
Ling Ran nodded in satisfaction.
He sat up, lowered the position of the operating table, and began to carefully dissect the patient's shoulder as if he was performing surgery.
There was another advantage to having a virtual operating table. If he wanted any equipment or equipment, he just had to think about it.
Not only did it save energy and trouble, but it also prevented him from ingesting radiation.
If an orthopedist were to hear about this, they would be so envious that they would ooze pus.
After all, the most time-consuming part of a doctor was the growth part.
The amount of radiation saved during the growth period and the lifespan earned was also worth ten more years of barbecued meat. The lucky orthopedic surgeons could even drink Maotai or fake red wine for ten years.
"Change to another one." Ling Ran did not finish the surgery. He waved his hand and asked the system to change to another virtual patient.
This was one of the cool things about the Virtual Human. Ling Ran only needed to do what he wanted to do the most and what he was most interested in. He could completely ignore the rest. If he were in the hospital … Of course, there would be junior doctors in the hospital who would take care of everything, and he could save some energy. However, the mental burden of a person was completely different.
Time passed very quickly when the surgery was performed.
From dawn to noon, Ling Ran only played a dozen virtual patients before he heard the noise outside getting louder.
Ling Ran rolled his eyes and played two more virtual patients before he sat up again.
This was also a habit he had trained. If there was interference from the outside world, he would stop what he was doing. Then, Ling Ran would not be able to do anything all day long, or even since he was young.
"Mom." When Ling Ran went out of the door, he saw Tao Ping sitting behind the big tea table. She was talking and laughing softly, which made the people who sat around the tea table laugh so much that they could not help but laugh.
"My son is awake." Tao Ping waved her hand and smiled at a few unfamiliar guests. "Let me show off to you. This is my son who had a genetic mutation."
"Look at what you said. Sons are like mothers. This is what the ancients said …" A middle-aged woman said as she turned around. The moment she saw Ling Ran, she was stunned.
"What do you mean?" Tao Ping loved this part the most.
When she was at her most bored, she would bring Ling Ran around to shop. It was obvious that she wanted to show off. She had seen many middle-aged women like this.
As expected, the other party could not say a complete sentence. He was so handsome in real life, and he was completely different from the 2D people she saw on the screen.
"Isn't there a saying that poor people rely on mutations? I don't think that's right. Poor people can also rely on their sons to mutate. " As Tao Ping spoke, she pretended to make tea and said smugly, "Think about it this way. There's actually no harm in having a few more children. If my first child was not Ling Ran, I would still want to try again."
"You can tell when he's just born?" Some guests expressed their disbelief.
Tao Ping was stunned for a moment. Then, she laughed and shook her head. "You can already tell when he's one or two years old. You don't know this. This kind of special child will show up very early."
Everyone was speechless. 'Your son is handsome anyway. Whatever you say is true.'
"Do you want some tea?" Tao Ping took a cup for Ling Ran.
Ling Ran nodded and sat at the tea table. He picked up the teacup and slowly sipped. He often drank tea with his mother. It was just that he had been busier in the past two years, so he drank less.
The people around him looked at Ling Ran curiously, and they were very satisfied with Tao Ping's tea party today.
Ling Ran was in his usual state. He drank his tea and acted as if he was surrounded by patients.
"Are you on holiday today?" Tao Ping poured another cup of tea for her son and asked happily, "Do you want to eat at home tonight?"
"I'm on holiday. I'll eat at home. " Ling Ran nodded and looked at the courtyard. He noticed that there were people lining up in front of the massage room with folding chairs, so he asked, "Is Dong Sheng here?"
"Yes. He said that he's here to help his master buy Ma Yinglong. He's also doing some massages. The money he earns should be enough," Tao Ping replied.
One of the customers who knew about this asked, "He earns 25 yuan per massage or how much? How much do you give to the young novice monk? "
"Half on each side."
"Then, does he use the money he earns from massages to buy Ma Yinglong?"
"He'll probably buy some food and other necessities." Tao Ping became uncertain.
"His family's old monk must be seriously ill. Didn't he go to the doctor? "
"He doesn't want to go to the hospital. Every time he's sick, he meditates with all his might." Tao Ping shook her head. "He torments Dong Sheng so much that he runs all over the place. By the way, he brought a dog here this time. He said that he broke his leg and wanted your father to take a look at him. Your father is worried about it. "
The customer next to him spoke up for him. "Doctors treat people. Why would they treat dogs?"
"That's not true." Tao Ping shook her head. "His father doesn't know how to treat people either."
As she spoke, Tao Ping looked at Ling Ran.
Ling Ran was obedient. He stood up and said, "Then, I'll go and see the dog."
"If you're eating dinner at home, I'll call Tian Qi over," Tao Ping shouted at her son's back.
"Okay." Ling Ran agreed.
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