"Doctor Zhao, eating, drinking, and going to the toilet are all irrelevant when you're in the mahjong arena. You have to race against time to do these things. You can't take up the time to play mahjong." Ling Ran very seriously repeated the rules that Doctor Zhou had told him before.
The rules that everyone agreed on had to be upheld seriously.
Zhao Leyi was tongue-tied and speechless. He returned to his seat resentfully and played his cards gloomily. From time to time, he would raise his head to look for a substitute idiot …
As he waited, Zhao Leyi's wallet slowly bled. He didn't pay much, but when he considered that what he paid out was the little bit of private money he had saved from the purse he had prepared for his wife, Zhao Leyi couldn't help but struggle in his heart.
Should he pretend to have a heart attack and leave? Or should he pretend to have stomach trouble and leave? Pretending to have stomach problems didn't mean that he could leave. Old Zhou only knew how to treat stomach problems. However, it was easy to get electrocuted if one pretended to have a heart attack. If one were to suffer a 150j shock for no reason, one's legs would go weak. If he were to encounter someone with a bad hand and start with 200j, he wouldn't be able to tolerate it …
Ling Ran was not distracted, and he won two rounds in a row.
When he lived at home, the neighbors of Lower Groove Clinic often came over to play mahjong. When Ling Ran was young, he would occasionally take the place of his father or one of his uncles, aunts, or grandparents who were temporarily away, until the neighbors were no longer willing to do so.
A card table that abided by established rules could be considered as an entertainment environment that Ling Ran could somewhat accept.
Just like playing a game, the rules of every round were at least the same.
More and more people gathered behind Ling Ran.
Zhao Leyi became annoyed and called out, "Aren't you all going on a hike?"
"I came here on the way."
"What about riding? Could it be that he also rode it here? "
"Yeah."
All of them came from the operating theater. Their surgical skills might not be good, but their conversational skills could not be weak.
Zhao Leyi had no choice but to straighten his back again. Just as he was about to have a good fight, a sudden "pa" sound came from the kitchen in front of him, like the sound of a jar breaking.
If an ordinary person heard the sound of a broken jar, they would definitely guess that something had fallen to the ground or that something had spilled out.
However, to doctors, such voices often meant danger.
Did someone fall? External or internal injuries? Stroke or cardiac arrest?
Would I get scalded? Oil or water? Was the area large? Was the pollution heavy?
Could he have fallen from a high place? Did you bleed profusely?
Everyone in the courtyard turned to look at the kitchen, where the noise had come from.
Zhao Leyi stood up immediately and said loudly, "I'll go see the boss."
The emergency doctor's hairy legs, which had been trained for a long time, swung, and Zhao Leyi ran into the kitchen.
Doctor Zhou and Zheng Pei, who were sitting in front of the mahjong table, looked at each other and pushed their chairs away resolutely. They shouted, "Saving lives is more important, saving lives is more important." They resolutely left the mahjong table as if it was something that could hurt them.
Resident Doctor Zheng Pei even considerately picked up the first aid kit and followed closely behind Doctor Zhou.
That appearance, that distance, and that posture were all cultivated through years of disaster drills.
Ling Ran's movements were obviously slower by a beat. He crossed his injured leg and moved his wheelchair a little. When he saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly felt as if he had encountered a critically ill patient in Yun Hua Hospital.
The people at the other tables scattered in the courtyard also looked in the direction of the kitchen with interest.
There were already two attending physicians and a resident doctor who ran over. Naturally, there was no need for them to continue filling in the people. Everyone was just making idle guesses about the situation inside.
At this moment, Zhao Leyi's voice came from the kitchen again. "Hold it down. Control the bleeding first."
Zheng Pei's voice was then heard. "I brought hemostatic medicine."
Zhao Leyi said loudly, "What's the use of hemostatic medicine for such a big wound? It needs to be sutured. Do you have anesthetics? "
The boss's voice, which had an accent, trembled. "Don't use anesthetics …"
"Ah, you people, anesthetics don't have any side effects. It can be metabolized very quickly." Zhao Leyi spoke in a critical tone and shouted at the same time, "Hold it down. Don't move. If you don't use anesthetics, just sweat more."
"Why don't we just use some painkillers …" Zheng Pei's voice was trembling. It was obvious that he could not hold it down.
Zhao Leyi said in dissatisfaction, "If this were your house, would you say this? Why don't we just use some painkillers? Why don't we just not save him? "
"I don't think it's serious." The boss's timid voice came through the kitchen wall, and it sounded very weak.
"It's not up to you whether it's serious or not. Just stay here obediently. Doctor Zhou, cooperate with us. Ah, don't just stand there lazily … Splint, Young Zheng, didn't you bring a splint? "Zhao Leyi's voice was the loudest, and he looked as if he was in control of the situation.
When the young nurses heard this, they could not sit still anymore. One after another, they said, "Let's go and help."
"Alright, the farmhouse we found this time has no scenery at all. It's better to bandage the wound."
"Don't look down on the farmhouse. Think about it from another perspective. Maybe the boss knows that his farmhouse doesn't have much scenery, so he arranged a performance program."
"The performance program you're talking about is the boss hurting himself … I think it's quite reasonable."
As they spoke, they walked into the kitchen, and soon, they exclaimed in surprise.
"It's so serious!"
"Doctor Zhao did the right thing. Such a serious injury must be sutured."
"I'll help with the splint."
When Ling Ran heard the voices in the kitchen, he could not help but move his wheelchair toward the kitchen.
There were more people in the small courtyard. There were tables here and chairs there, and people came over from time to time. When Ling Ran moved over, the kitchen door was already open.
Under everyone's expectant gazes, Zheng Pei walked out first, followed by the boss.
The boss was wearing a gray jacket, and he looked like a village cadre. There were some fresh bloodstains on the left side of his waist. However, in the eyes of the doctors, they could not help but feel strange. Putting a splint on the waist should not be done like this, right?
"Someone, come and help!" Zhao Leyi walked out from the back. He held a snow-white goose in his hands. The goose was entangled, and its leg was wrapped in bandages. It was put on a splint, and its leg was stretched straight out.
Ling Ran looked at the big white goose in front of him, which weighed at least ten pounds.
The big white goose across him was also curiously sizing up Ling Ran, who had one leg stretched straight out.
Its eyes were also nimbly looking at its own leg, and then at Ling Ran's leg.
"Wow, what a cute big white goose." Naturally, there were girls who shouted happily.
"Boss, how did your big white goose get hurt?"
"Yeah, it's so pitiful for such a cute goose to get hurt."
The other girls also expressed their opinions, and most of the men agreed with them.
The boss used his hand to flick his waist and said, "It let go when I was killing it, and it even smashed one of my casseroles."
The silence in the farmhouse lasted for three to five seconds.
Everyone finally knew the reason why the boss did not give the goose anesthetics.
There was indeed no reason to give it anesthetics!
Zhao Leyi was a little embarrassed. He clicked his tongue and said, "It's such a big goose, it would be a pity to kill it."
"The goose eats a lot." The boss turned to look at Zhao Leyi and said, "If I don't kill it, I won't be able to afford to raise it."
"Ah, it's just some feed money. It's such a pity to save money."
"This is a farmhouse goose that was reserved by other customers!" The boss of the farmhouse showed a helpless expression and said, "If you think it's a pity, you can buy it."
Zhao Leyi looked at the bandage he put on the left leg of the goose, and he could not help but say, "When I was in the hospital, the money I used to put a splint on the patient was enough to buy this goose."
The boss chuckled a few times and said, "I have a pound of goose here for 75 RMB."
Zhao Leyi shook the big goose in his hand, touched his wallet, and chuckled in embarrassment.
The big white goose leaned against Zhao Leyi's arm and stretched out its paw that was caught in the splint … It looked confused.
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Zhao Leyi was holding the big goose, but it was too heavy. When his hand slipped, the big goose flapped its wings and flew out. It instantly broke free from his arms.
The big goose flew to the ground and stood in front of Ling Ran, who was still empty. It raised one of its paws and looked at Ling Ran, who also had one of his legs raised.
A young nurse suddenly shouted, "It's so cute, let's buy it!"
"Let's crowdfund the goose!"
"Yeah, the big white goose is so white."
"Ahhh … Let's raise the goose together."
"Where should we raise it?" The oldest nurse in the room was the nurse in-charge, Nurse Liu. She sounded a little opposed.
"We can raise it in the fountain pool behind the Emergency Medical Center." Ling Ran stood up on one leg and reached out to touch his forehead. He said, "Let's call it … Fragrance Yard."
Then, Ling Ran waved his hand and called the boss over. He said, "The money for the goose will be calculated from the mahjong money I won."
The big white goose, Fragrance Yard, stood on one of its paws and hid beside Ling Ran. It flapped its wings in a daze and rubbed its big head.
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