"Hey, do you know where Doctor Ling went?" Wang Jia appeared at the nurse's station mysteriously.
The nurse's station was surrounded by two wide tables that were seven to eight meters long. More than ten young nurses were like small warriors guarding the city. They needed to face the swarming family members and patients and defend the frontline.
Inside the nurse's station, the young nurses could only relax a little in the small room where they rested and changed their dressing. They were like a backup army, playing with mailing while chatting.
Wang Jia's topic obviously stirred up everyone's interest. A few young nurses looked over, and someone said, "Didn't Doctor Ling go home? Did he come back for surgery? "
"I guess you won't be able to guess it even if you guessed it ten times." Wang Jia lowered her voice and said, "I saw Doctor Ling's name on the WeChat Moments of my classmates from Yiyuan County Hospital."
"Yiyuan County Hospital?" For many nurses, such a remote place was not even familiar.
"Doctor Ling went for freelance surgery." Wang Jia mouthed in a low voice.
Freelance surgery used to be a code word among doctors. However, as more people knew about it, it became a simple noun.
Nowadays, although high-end doctors performed freelance surgery all year round, it was still a taboo to talk about freelance surgery in the hospital.
A few young nurses huddled together and looked at Wang Jia's WeChat. As expected, someone sent Ling Ran's front, side, back, and group photos from afar …
When they saw the last photo, the young nurses expressed that they could not stand it anymore.
"How shameless."
"What's the big deal about taking a group photo from afar? We can take a group photo if we want."
"Bah, bah, bah."
After everyone scolded Wang Jia as a common enemy, they began to study Ling Ran's photos again.
Someone asked Wang Jia to download a few of the photos and send them to her. After Wang Jia did it, she had to repeat it several times.
Just as she was busy, she heard someone say, "So, Doctor Ling has really started to earn money?"
"Freelance surgery?"
"I heard that freelance surgery costs more than ten thousand RMB."
"Not necessarily. Most of the doctors in our hospital earn a few thousand RMB." Nurse Liu came over at some point in time. She was slightly older, but when she saw Ling Ran's photo, she clicked her tongue and said, "No matter what, Doctor Ling won't be short of money in the future."
"Doctor Ling doesn't lack money anyway," Wang Jia argued.
Nurse Liu chuckled. She wanted to tell the little girl about material marriages, the mutual promotion of material and spiritual civilization, the universality of social cognition, and the influence of universal social cognition on human social behavior.
Then, Nurse Liu pointed at Wang Haiyang's side profile in a photo and said, "Ling Ran probably went with Chief Physician Wang from the Hand Surgery Department. Chief Wang's freelance surgery fee is 10,000 yuan. "
"You even know about this?"
"Chief Wang likes to say this the most in private. 'I get at least ten thousand yuan for each freelance surgery …'" Nurse Liu imitated Wang Haiyang's voice and giggled a few times. She then said, "He actually gets ten thousand yuan."
Wang Jia nodded in understanding. "If he gets ten thousand yuan, Doctor Ling should also get ten thousand yuan. Wow, Doctor Ling is amazing … "
Nurse Liu felt like her head was about to explode. "The two of them are going together, so they definitely have to split the money. Ten thousand yuan is more or less the same."
"Then, if Doctor Ling gets 9,000 yuan and Chief Wang gets 1,000 yuan, it's still a lot of money." Everyone excitedly distributed the money, and Nurse Liu laughed when she heard it. At this time, no one cared about the truth of this kind of topic.
The next day.
When Ling Ran arrived at the department, he was surrounded by a group of young nurses.
Ling Ran was naturally very familiar with being surrounded by young girls. He stood still and waited for them to speak.
"Doctor Ling, let's take a photo together." The young nurse at the front made a request and stretched out her phone to take a photo.
Ling Ran stood still and did not speak. He just acted as a backdrop, just like how he was when he was hung at the entrance of the mall.
When everyone finished taking photos and started posting them on their WeChat Moments, Ling Ran continued forward and asked, "Is there a patient with severed fingers today?"
He received a surgery message on his phone, but there were no details.
Wang Jia immediately said, "There's a renovation worker who cut off his fingers when he was cutting tiles. Two of his fingers are severed. He's on the way and will arrive in about an hour."
"So far away?"
"He was sent from the suburbs. The patient's family arrived first," Wang Jia said and pouted.
Ling Ran looked over and saw a mother with her daughter sitting on a chair in the waiting room with tears in her eyes.
He saw the other party, and the other party also saw Ling Ran.
Unlike the usual patients' family members, the woman who noticed Ling Ran let go of her daughter without saying a word and rushed over. "Doctor? Is my husband here? "
"The ambulance is still on the way," Wang Jia quickly explained.
"Are you the doctor who operated on my husband?" The woman did not pursue the question, but her question was very logical.
Ling Ran rarely interacted with patients' family members, so he was a little stunned at this time.
"You're Doctor Ling, right? I've seen it online. They said that the person who performs finger replantation in the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital is a young and handsome doctor. There's no one else." As the woman spoke, she wiped her face and forced a smile. "My name is He Jinxiu. I'm the patient's family member, and I sell agricultural resources."
"Hello." Ling Ran greeted her and said, "I haven't seen the patient yet, so I don't know anything now."
He Jinxiu took out a tissue, blew her nose, and said, "I know. I just want to tell you about our family's situation …"
"Um … Doctor Ling, you should go for your ward round now …" Wang Jia wanted to interrupt him.
He Jinxiu stared at Ling Ran and said, "I only need a few minutes."
"Go ahead." Ling Ran did not leave immediately.
"My husband, Yuan Wei, worked hard for us and our family," He Jinxiu said, "My father passed away two years ago due to cancer. Before he passed away, he owed a lot of money. Yuan Wei's father, my father-in-law, passed away last year due to cancer as well, and he owed a lot of money. To pay back the money, Yuan Wei worked during the day and at night. When the farming season was busy, he helped me sell agricultural resources. When he was free, he would go to the city to renovate. He was not afraid of hard work. He … He … Why are we so unlucky … "
As He Jinxiu spoke, she started crying. Her timid daughter, who was standing behind her, also started crying.
Ling Ran took a deep breath and exhaled.
He Jinxiu only described her family background to him. She did not make any demands, and she did not make a fuss. However, such a family background gave Ling Ran a lot of pressure.
"Get the Medical Imaging Department ready. When the ambulance arrives, we'll do an MRI scan." Ling Ran could only give this order.
* Shick. *
He Jinxiu blew her nose again and continued to cry. The pressure from all sides made her cry in the hospital.
[Mission: Perfect Suture]
[Mission Details: Use the Perfect Level Finger Replantation Skill to perfectly suture patient Yuan Wei's finger.]
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