Li Lei was wearing a pair of Gucci leather shoes and holding a plastic bag from Celien. She stood proudly in Ling Ran's courtyard, and there was a hint of urgency in her tone. "Doctor Ling, I sent you a WeChat message, but you didn't reply to me, and I couldn't get through to your phone. I even wanted to go to your hospital to look for you …"
Ling Ran looked at Li Lei expressionlessly.
He was not a man who was good at chatting. Based on his experience, as long as he looked at the other party, they would naturally spit out the information he needed. There was no need to go through the trouble of exchanging pleasantries.
As expected, Li Lei felt helpless. She said a few more words, but she did not get any response. She then said, "Doctor Ling, we would like to invite you to make a house call. Is that okay?"
The patients in the hospital, Doctor Miao, and Nurse Juan Zi who were working looked over curiously.
Nowadays, the frequency of house calls by doctors and nurses was very low.
It was even rarer for them to specially invite him.
A few of the old neighbors in Lower Groove had already started to make up stories.
Ling Ran did not think too much about it. He just answered without hesitation, "I'm not going."
Li Lei was stunned for a moment and said, "You should be able to guess who I'm asking you to make a house call, right?"
Ling Ran thought about it and nodded slowly.
He could still remember Meng Xue's trapezius muscles and the large amount of experience it provided. Meng Xue was quite qualified to be a beauty or a human-shaped treasure chest.
Li Lei was even more puzzled. She asked, "Then why are you not willing to make a house call?"
In her opinion, a young man like Ling Ran would be willing to have the chance to interact with beautiful women, even if it was free. Besides, Meng Xue was a superstar who was popular all over the country.
If it were not for the fact that the massage effect of the old chief physician in the traditional Chinese medicine hospital was not as good as Ling Ran's, she would not have come to Ling Ran at all.
In fact, if it were not for the fact that the recent concert schedule was too tight and Meng Xue's muscles were too sore, she would not have tried to invite Ling Ran.
As the saying went, 'Paper cannot wrap fire'. It was not a good choice to invite a handsome doctor to her home or company for a house call.
During the process of weighing the pros and cons, a few people from Blue Star Economics even had a dispute. The only thing they did not consider was that Ling Ran would reject the offer.
Li Lei stared at Ling Ran for a long time and said, "If you want to play hard to get, then you're thinking too much. Although you're …"
Li Lei had been a manager for a long time. When she faced outsiders in the entertainment industry, the most common way she compared herself was to compare the number of handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry. However, when she looked at Ling Ran, she was too embarrassed to lie through her teeth.
Ling Ran shook his head lightly.
"Is it because of the consultation fee? How much do you want? "Li Lei asked again.
"It's because there's no time." Ling Ran did not let her continue to guess blindly and gave the answer directly.
"Time?" Li Lei was confused. "What time?"
Ling Ran said, "It's almost time for me to sleep."
"It's not even 8 p.m., and you're telling me that it's time for you to sleep?" Li Lei had a question in her heart that she didn't say out loud: Which planet are you from?
The peak time for the nightclubs she usually played at would start at 9 PM, and they would only rest after one or two PM. At 8 PM …
"I have an operation tomorrow morning at three o 'clock." After Ling Ran gave the answer, he was a little impatient. He took out his phone and said, "If there's anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow. I want to play games."
Li Lei spent a few seconds translating 'tomorrow morning at three o' clock in the morning 'to' tomorrow morning at three o 'clock in the morning' before she felt a little better.
'This guy is a reverse night owl!'
"Doctor Ling, we can give you a consultation fee of five digits, and it's not a one-time deal. In the future, you can make a house call once a week, and you can fly first-class to and fro. All the expenses will be covered. What do you think?" Li Lei originally did not plan to pay so much, but she could not care less now.
Ling Ran had already found his recliner. He then let out a long sigh and said, "There's no need to pay so much. Just ask her to come to the clinic. The massage will only take a few minutes. If it's convenient, I'll do it while I'm at it. The price will be according to the clinic's price."
"Are you helping Meng … save money?" Li Lei was angry and amused at the same time.
"Timi …" The sound of a game being started came from Ling Ran's phone. She saw that Ling Ran's attention was at an advantage.
Li Lei came up with an idea in a moment of desperation. She stomped her feet and said, "Doctor Ling, the patient is in so much pain that she's dying, and you're not even willing to make a house call?"
Ling Ran glanced at her strangely. "The patient is in so much pain that she's not even willing to see a doctor?"
Li Lei was tongue-tied.
"Patron, don't be anxious. Eat a piece of watermelon to cool down." The young novice monk, Dong Sheng, came out of the small wing on the first floor. He rubbed his eyes and brought a plate of watermelon. It was the leftovers from his dinner.
Li Lei looked at the watermelon that was in terrible condition, and she did not have any appetite. However, when she saw that Dong Sheng was young and cute, Li Lei touched his head and said, "Young master, what do you think …"
"Patron, it's time for me to sleep. I'll go and rest first." Dong Sheng could not help but yawn. He bowed in a crooked manner and went into the small wing.
Juan Zi, who had been listening to the gossip by the side, snickered. "When Dong Sheng was in the temple, he would wake up at five in the morning for morning classes."
Children slept for a long time. If they wanted to wake up at five in the morning, they would need to sleep at seven at night.
Li Lei was stunned. She then looked up at Lower Groove Clinic's signboard.
'Are all young novice monks nowadays so special?'
"Doctor Ling, let's keep in touch on WeChat." What else could Li Lei say?
Ling Ran hummed as he nodded, as if he was too busy. Suddenly, he stopped swiping on the screen with his thumbs. Ling Ran gently placed his phone on his lap, smiled, and said, "I usually spend most of my time in the hospital. I suggest that you look for me in the hospital."
Li Lei smiled. There were many people in the hospital. How could Meng Xue go there?
The night passed uneventfully.
The next day, Ling Ran drove to Yun Hua Hospital. He performed two surgeries using the M-Tang technique and three finger replantation surgeries in one go. He also conveniently received a Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chest and opened an Energy Serum. When he returned home, he poured himself a cup of tea, turned on his laptop, and started typing furiously on the keyboard.
After performing hundreds of surgeries using the M-Tang technique, Ling Ran gradually developed his own ideas.
As usual, the two surgeries using the M-Tang technique were performed by the assistant for the incision and suturing. Not only did no problems occur, but the effect was also quite good. It was precisely because the effect was good that Ling Ran was reminded.
Did Ling Ran have to teach Lu Wenbin and Ma Yanlin the specific steps and precautions of the M-Tang technique bit by bit? How much would he have to say?
Ling Ran would rather write a research paper to solve this problem rigorously.
He sat in front of his usual desk and looked at the scenery outside the window, which he often looked at. Ling Ran seriously typed the title of his research paper: [The Key Points of the M-Tang Technique — Exploration of XXX Cases Using the M-Tang Technique]
XXX must be precise. Ling Ran planned to wait until the research paper was published before filling in the specific numbers.
"Doctor Ling, do you want some melon?" The young novice monk walked over in his slippers with a plate full of fruits.
"Put it on the windowsill." Ling Ran wrote quickly and only stopped after writing two paragraphs in one go.
"Doctor Ling, I have a question about the massage you performed a few days ago." The young novice monk stood with his hands clasped behind his back. He was extremely obedient.
Ling Ran nodded slightly and said, "Come and massage me. Tell me while you massage me."
"Alright." Dong Sheng was extremely happy. He quickly took out the alcohol-based hand sanitizer he prepared and applied it to his hands. He then took out a white towel and covered Ling Ran's neck. He began to massage Ling Ran in a methodical manner. As he massaged, he asked, "My first question is about the massage technique …"
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