Early morning.
Ling Ran slept in and only woke up at six o 'clock.
When he got up and washed up, he went downstairs. When he opened the courtyard door, he saw that someone was already waiting outside.
"Elder Liu? Why don't you knock on the door? "Ling Ran was surprised. His family owned a clinic, and they would always run into emergency cases. This was especially true a few years ago, when the Emergency Department of the hospital was not very convenient. It was very normal for people to knock on the door in the middle of the night. Those with elderly and young children at home were also frequent customers of Lower Groove Clinic.
Although Old Master Liu was old, his body was still strong. With his hands behind his back, he smiled and said, "There's no hurry. I'm here for a massage. My shoulder hurts so much that I can't sleep at night, so I came over earlier. "
The old man was a particular person. Ten years ago, when he came to the clinic, he would always bring something. Sometimes, it was the dumplings he made at home. Sometimes, it was the vegetables he grew in his yard. Sometimes, it was the braised meat and pickled vegetables at home. The most delicious was the steamed buns made by the old man himself. Pure northern steamed buns had thick skin and a lot of fillings. Unlike southern soup dumplings, which pursued fresh and fragrant flavors, northern steamed buns had to have a certain thickness. The thick skin was made from dough, so it was soft and chewy. The gravy from the meat fillings would seep into the skin, but it wouldn't completely permeate through. When eaten hot, it would be thick and mellow, very satisfying …
Although the old man no longer cooked for himself in recent years, Ling Ran still drooled when he saw him. He coughed a few times before he opened the door to the courtyard and said, "Then, please take a seat for a few minutes, drink some water, and rest. I'll make some preparations."
"You're welcome. I'll sit anywhere," the old man said politely. In the end, he sat in the room.
Ling Ran washed his hands again before searching for alcohol-based hand sanitizer.
Unlike Yun Hua Hospital, where there were alcohol-based hand sanitizers everywhere, the doctors were afraid that they would not use them. Every few months, they would hold lectures to explain the importance of disinfection.
To reduce costs, Lower Groove Clinic had always used hand sanitizer.
Originally, surgeries were not carried out in the clinic. Doctor Xiong only needed to change the dressing and take out the thread. Doctor Xiong had to wait for the weather to be clear and the people to be friendly before he could perform the surgery. In recent years, Lower Groove Clinic, which mainly used to prescribe medicine through intravenous infusions, had started to focus on intravenous infusions instead. The purpose of the consultation room had become even smaller.
Under such circumstances, Ling Jiezhou naturally would not use alcohol-based hand sanitizers, which were easy to obtain and were expensive.
Ling Ran looked around, but he could not find a suitable alcohol-based hand sanitizer. He had no choice but to take a clean towel and wash his hands with soap under the tap.
Washing hands with soap was actually an excellent method of disinfection. It was much cleaner than washing with disinfectant, disinfectant foam, or disinfectant wipes. It was also cleaner than washing with alcohol-based hand sanitizer. It was very suitable for ordinary people to use daily. But for doctors, the core problem was that it took too much time, and repeated use hurt the hands.
"Please lean against the chair and find a comfortable position." Ling Ran covered the old man's shoulders with a dry towel. He waited for the old man to adjust his posture before he used the holding method.
Old Man Liu had wanted to say something, but his neck was grabbed. Like a cat, he instantly stopped moving, and his upper and lower dentures rubbed against each other.
Ling Ran massaged her seriously for a few minutes. He also massaged her head while he was at it. He then said, "How does your back feel? Let me give you a massage. "
"I don't want to take up too much of your time …" Old Man Liu was a little embarrassed.
Ling Ran smiled. "I'm fine. Please lie down on the bed."
Ling Ran then continued to look at the progress of the mission and started massaging.
After the concert yesterday, Ling Ran went home and massaged his parents. He also massaged a few old patients in the clinic before he went to rest. The mission progress had just reached 28000.
When Ling Ran finished massaging Old Man Liu, the mission progress slowly reached 28150.
One hundred and fifty hours was equivalent to about six days of pain relief. It was not that Ling Ran did not work hard, but the old man's body was too weak. There were more reasons for pain, and it was difficult for him to make big progress.
Old Man Liu was very happy. He touched his neck and chuckled. He said, "My whole body feels so much lighter. Young Ran, you're good. Wrong, I should call you Doctor Ling now. "
"It's not wrong to call you Young Ran." Ling Ran smiled and said, "Sit for a while longer before you leave, lest you get cold from the hot air."
As he spoke, Ling Ran covered Old Man Liu with a blanket.
* Ding. *
A silver-white treasure chest landed in front of Ling Ran.
The notification of the Sincere Gratitude Achievement Mission appeared in front of Ling Ran.
Ling Ran took a sip of water and opened the app.
As usual, it was another Energy Serum.
Ling Ran put it into his pocket in satisfaction. He had used up a bottle of Energy Serum in the sanatorium two days ago, and he still had to work hard to replenish it.
…..
Ling Jiezhou only came down from the second floor at around seven o 'clock.
At this time, there were already people sitting in groups of two or three in the courtyard.
Ling Jiezhou was immediately delighted. 'Is this an influenza outbreak?'
When he took a closer look, the person surrounded was not Doctor Xiong and Juan Zi, nor was it Doctor Miao Tansheng, who was hired to suture the old man. Instead, it was his son, Ling Ran.
Ling Jiezhou could not help but frown. "Young Ran, why haven't you gone to work yet? You can just wait for Doctor Xiong and the others to come and prescribe the medicine. "
"Old Ling, don't you always want your son to inherit the family business and come to the shop to treat patients? Why, are you not willing to let your son inherit the family business? "The person waiting for the massage was Boss Qin, who owned a casserole shop in the alley. The casserole shop only had good business at noon. He liked to stroll around after he bought groceries in the morning and handed them to the shop assistant.
Ling Jiezhou could not help but be speechless. He huffed and said, "I have two doctors to support now. I have to fire one of them to make room, or else it will be such a waste."
Ling Ran coughed and said, "I'm doing a massage."
"You don't have to go to work?"
"There's no hurry. There are no surgeries scheduled today." Ling Ran was indeed not in a hurry. The lack of hospital beds was not his problem alone. He had only stopped performing surgeries for two or three days, and the vacated beds were all extra beds. It was still a long way to go before he could have hospital beds. He could perform two or three cases using the M-Tang technique when he returned to the hospital now. If there was nothing else, he should do it. However, there was still half a day left for the massage task, so it was better to stay and do it.
As for things like checking his attendance at work, it was no longer a problem for Ling Ran.
Ling Jiezhou thought about it and agreed. He then remembered that Ling Ran's massage technique was pretty good, so he asked, "If you have nothing to do, you can do some massage at home and earn some money to cover your gas expenses. By the way, how much do you charge for a massage?"
Ever since Ling Ran learned the massage technique, he had not charged any money. At that moment, he was also stunned.
Ling Jiezhou knew it at first glance. He sighed and said, "Alright, I'll reorganize the system for us. Um … let's not charge according to the hospital's standard. The hospital's standard is too expensive. Let's cut it by half for each part. 20 RMB per part. Is that okay?"
The neighbors naturally said that it was expensive.
Ling Ran only needed two or three minutes to massage a part. 20 RMB per massage actually reached the hospital's standard.
Ling Jiezhou took the opportunity to reduce it to 15 RMB and bargained with the crowd.
Ling Ran coughed and said, "Dad, how about this? You print a description on the wall. 15 RMB for each part, and it will take about two minutes. It will continue to be free until six o 'clock tonight. What do you think? "
When he said this, the neighbors were a little embarrassed. After all, everyone in the room would obviously get a free massage.
Ling Jiezhou thought about it and agreed. However, he said with a little heartache, "Why don't you just do it at noon? There's no need to extend it to six o 'clock in the evening."
"It's okay. It's a good opportunity for the neighbors to experience it."
Ling Ran insisted, and Ling Jiezhou did not object.
Ling Ran then asked him to call the pharmaceutical sales department and asked for alcohol-based hand sanitizers and a large number of dry towels. Then, he began to massage with a relaxed expression.
One by one, the neighbors came and left like an assembly line.
When the people who left felt comfortable, they would go home and introduce their family, friends, and neighbors to the massage. After all, it was a free period, and they could enjoy it.
More and more people came, and soon, the queue began.
Before ten o 'clock, Ling Ran received three Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests and three Energy Serums.
At this time, the system showed a notification with a click.
[Achievement: Obtained one hundred Energy Serums.]
[Achievement Description: A long and drawn-out surgery is the greatest test for a doctor.]
[Reward: Finger Replantation (Perfect Level)]
Ling Ran calmly accepted the reward and finished the massage as usual. He then asked the next neighbor to wait for a while before he took out his phone and called Huo Congjun.
"Department Director Huo, I want to perform a finger replantation surgery tomorrow … I understand … Okay … Then, Chief Wang, please be the chief surgeon. I'll assist from the side."
Ling Ran put down his phone and calmly massaged the cervical vertebrae.
The neighbor who just got in line was a truck driver. He was built like a bear, had broad shoulders, and was famous for being a tough guy in Lower Groove Market. His eyes were wide open, his nostrils flared, and his lips were slightly opened. He made a hissing sound.
The neighbors who were in line around him started discussing.
"Master Wang's shoulders and neck are not that good."
"Whoa, he's sweating."
"His face is red."
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