Eight o 'clock in the morning.
Ling Ran followed Doctor Zhou for a ward round, filled in some forms, and got off work.
Yun Hua implemented a three-tier ward round system. First-string resident doctors in charge of the beds were the first tier, and they were required to do ward rounds at least twice a day. Second-string attending doctors were the second tier, and they were required to do ward rounds once a day. Third-string chief physicians and associate chief physicians were required to do ward rounds once or twice a week.
For young doctors, without chief physicians and associate chief physicians doing ward rounds was a relatively relaxing day.
Doctor Zhou did not ask Ling Ran to stay, but before he left, he specifically told him, "No matter how excited you are when you go back, you must sleep well, or else it will be very harmful to your body."
"I slept very well," Ling Ran answered.
"Don't squander your body just because you're young." Doctor Zhou deliberately put on a stern face and said, "Staying up late is a Level 1 cancer risk. You must pay attention to it, and don't treat it lightly."
"Yes." What else could Ling Ran say? Should he say that he slept until the sun rose?
The plain and ugly resident doctor wanted to say something, but he yawned first. Doctor Zhou waved his hand and said, "If you're tired, go back to sleep. If you're not tired, stay and help."
"No, I'll go back. If I stay any longer, I'll die of overwork." The resident doctor quickly clarified his position.
"You've learned to be lazy." Doctor Zhou chuckled a few times and said to Ling Ran, "You should go back soon. Today is Friday, and you can rest for two consecutive weekends. Cherish it. When you're done with your internship, there won't be such a good thing anymore. "
Ling Ran moved his body and nodded.
Rest days were still quite important. At the very least, he could breathe some fresh … car exhaust outside the hospital.
…..
Lower Groove Clinic.
The red and yellow light boxes at the entrance were still working diligently. They illuminated the old streets together with the small restaurants, barber shops, and small supermarkets that used the same type of equipment.
There seemed to be more people getting intravenous infusions in the main room of the Ling family's courtyard. Those who could not find beds sat on chairs and played with their phones while they passed the time.
"Business is good today, isn't it?" When Ling Jiezhou saw his son, his big face smiled like a pot of porridge.
"There's been the flu recently?" In Ling Ran's memory, when there were a lot of people in the clinic, it was either a flu outbreak nearby or a cold and hot season.
"It's better than the flu." Ling Jiezhou chuckled smugly. "You don't say. After Boss Yang's incident, the neighbors have acknowledged our family even more. If I had known earlier, I would have bought four strings of firecrackers … "
As Ling Jiezhou spoke, he pulled Ling Ran's shoulder and made him lower his head. He then whispered, "Some people live in Upper Groove, and they purposely come to our house for treatment."
Ling Ran thought that it was a secret. He glanced at his father and said, "Upper Groove and Lower Groove are connected."
"Do you know how lazy people are nowadays? They don't even want to go to the restaurants downstairs. They have to pay for takeout. People from Upper Groove are willing to walk ten minutes to come to Lower Groove Clinic for acupuncture treatment. That's a great honor. By the way, we'll be having casserole fish for lunch today. " Ling Jiezhou gestured and said, "That girl called Young Lu sent me a big grass carp that weighs six pounds yesterday. She said that it was caught from the Tiger Head Gorge Reservoir, and it's still alive. I raised it in a tank, and it's just been cooked."
"Did you pay?"
"She didn't want money. She said that you helped her find a business, and she wants to thank you. Your mother gave her a gift in return. It's a sunhat she knitted herself. Girls like it. " Ling Jiezhou and Tao Ping had often helped Ling Ran with all kinds of small gifts in the past twenty years. They were very familiar with the process of giving gifts in return.
"That's good. I'll play some games." Ling Ran was relieved. He turned around and collapsed on the reclining chair in the courtyard.
"Pay attention to your eyes." When Ling Jiezhou saw that everything was fine with his son, he happily went to work.
The clinic's business was actually similar to that of a small shop. If a clinic wanted to have a good business, the boss had to be a good person. He had to chat with the customers from time to time and give them a small discount. Only when the neighbors lacked daily necessities such as Ganmao Decoction, Xuesaitong Decoction, Radix Isatidis, and Shexiang Bone Strengthening Ointment would they think of the clinic.
Ling Jiezhou relied on his extraordinary shrewdness and hard work to support a wife who required a lot of money. However, this was the limit of a clinic that was like a small shop.
Ling Ran lay down in a comfortable position and took out his phone. He tapped on the game icon of Kings of Glory and sent Dong Zhizhuan an invitation to play the game.
A few minutes later, Ling Ran, who had fallen back to 'Stubborn Bronze', began a new and happy journey.
In the afternoon.
Since Dong Zhizhuan and the others had extra training in the afternoon, Ling Ran followed Doctor Xiong to examine a few old patients.
Every clinic had a few patients who came for treatment all year round. Some of them had chronic diseases and hoped to be alleviated by means of fluid transfusions and medication; some were old and weak, and hoped to be alleviated by means of fluid transfusions and medication; some were self-doubting, and hoped to be alleviated by means of fluid transfusions and medication …
When the old patients arrived at the clinic, they talked and laughed. Some of them even guided the doctors and nurses in writing prescriptions.
As usual, Doctor Xiong performed the observation, listening, questioning, and feeling the pulse. He also helped to measure the patient's blood pressure and listened to the sound of the patient's heart and breathing with a stethoscope. On the surface, it was considered a super weak version of a physical examination.
Ling Ran only wore his eyes and ears. He neither asked nor said much.
Even if he had Master Level Simple Appositional Suturing Technique or Perfect Level Barehanded Bleeding Control, he was still at the level of an intern when it came to internal medicine. He was still very far away from an experienced doctor like Doctor Xiong.
Doctor Xiong was very satisfied with Ling Ran's attitude. He looked around and said with a smile, "Young Ling has a good personality. Even after he went to the hospital for his internship, he didn't have the bad habit of sticking to some doctors."
Ling Ran smiled.
"I'm not talking about you." Doctor Xiong first made a statement before he smiled and said, "Some hospitals, especially these doctors from tertiary Grade A hospitals, often like to give orders when they come to junior hospitals, as if they're the only ones who know how to treat patients."
"Doctors from tertiary Grade A hospitals are really good, right?" Juan Zi's left leg weighed twenty-five pounds, and her right leg weighed twenty-five pounds. She ran around the small courtyard, but her stamina was very good.
She was a woman who claimed to be an Orange Cat. She walked more than ten thousand steps on WeChat every day, but her weight was as steady as a mountain.
Doctor Xiong smiled and said, "There are good and bad doctors in tertiary Grade A hospitals, and there are also good doctors in junior hospitals. Besides, hospitals and doctors nowadays are actually divided automatically, especially surgeons. For example, if there's a doctor who is good at total thyroidectomy, then when he meets a patient, the first thing he will consider is whether he can perform total thyroidectomy, or another doctor will transfer a patient who is suitable for total thyroidectomy to him. Forget about doctors, even the departments in some hospitals are now divided into specializations in a few diseases. When this kind of doctor goes to a junior hospital and meets a patient with different conditions, what right does he have to give orders? "
Ling Ran listened and nodded slightly. Yun Hua Hospital actually had a similar tendency. There was a famous oral specialist in the Department of Dentistry who specialized in lingual correction. He performed lingual correction very well, and other than lingual correction, he did not care about anything else.
If Ling Ran was willing to use the M-Tang technique, he could also become an expert in it.
An old patient who had waist and leg pain all year round interrupted with a smile, "Doctor Xiong is now an expert in geriatrics."
"I'm now your family doctor." Doctor Xiong snorted and said, "If I'm overseas, I'll charge you at least a few thousand USD a year."
"That's only if I have a few thousand USD to pay you."
Everyone chatted and laughed again, and the serious atmosphere was swept away.
Ling Ran quietly left the infusion room. He was often teased by all kinds of patients. Perhaps because he was teased too many times, he felt a sense of familiarity when he looked at the patients in the clinic, but he was too lazy to chat. He could even avoid some of them.
"The king asked me to patrol the mountains …"
Ling Ran's phone vibrated and rang.
"Hello."
"Ling Ran, why aren't you in the hospital?" Lu Jinling's voice was clear and loud.
"I'm off today."
"Wow, what should I do? I just bought an ambulance and brought a car full of patients to the emergency room to see you." Lu Jinling's voice was a little excited as she said, "Our company is affiliated with Cangping District Hospital. The ambulance's license is complete, and there are instruments and medicine in it. I even hired a part-time doctor …"
Ling Ran was silent for a few seconds.
To be honest, he had received a lot of gifts from his female classmates since he was young. There were all kinds of gifts in the cellar, freezer, and Sima Kuang-style tank at home. But when it came to patients …
The female students in the medical college would at most bring two lab rabbits to dissect together.
"Why don't you send me a copy of your schedule? I'll send the patients over according to your working hours." Lu Jinling quickly thought of a new solution. She felt that her idea was perfect: send the patients during working hours, and they could go on dates after work.
Ling Jiezhou, who was constantly monitoring the situation in the clinic, came to Ling Ran's side and said, "Ask him what type of patient he is. Can he send him to our clinic?"
"Oh, right. Your family runs a clinic." Lu Jinling heard Ling Ran's father's voice and instantly came to a realization.
"What type of patient are you?" Ling Jiezhou extended his hand and asked for Ling Ran's phone.
Lu Jinling paused for half a minute and said, "They're all external injuries. The most serious one was hit on the head with a stick."
"And then?"
"There's also one whose arm was slashed, one who vomited blood after being beaten, and the last one has all kinds of bruises on his body …"
Ling Jiezhou pondered for a few seconds and said in a professional manner, "We don't have the conditions to do CT scans for the one who was hit by a stick in the head. It's the same for the one who vomited blood. You can just leave them to the Emergency Department of Yun Hua Hospital. Don't you have a part-time doctor there for the one with the bruises? Ask him to check if his head is injured, and ask if he has congenital heart disease. If he does, leave him to Yun Hua Hospital. If he doesn't, send him here together with the one whose arm was slashed. "
Ling Jiezhou paused for a moment and said, "Our clinic now pays the ambulance five … twenty-five RMB for each patient we receive. The patient pays for the ambulance himself."
Lu Jinling was pleasantly surprised when she heard what Ling Ran's father said. "We can charge money for sending patients to the hospital by ambulance? Yun Hua Hospital has never paid us. "
"Yun Hua Hospital doesn't lack patients. Oh, I forgot, you can't send those who bleed too much to us. We don't have the conditions for blood transfusions. We mainly perform external suturing."
"It just so happens that all the patients we receive have external injuries."
Ling Jiezhou happily threw the phone back to Ling Ran and asked, "How is it? There's no problem with the external suturing, right?"
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