Ding Zhong, the second son of the Ding family, dawdled into the waiting room next to the ICU.
Family members were not allowed to enter the ICU at will. Everyone waited outside anxiously like meerkats who stayed up all night. They would look over at the slightest sound.
"Second brother, what happened? Why did he bleed so much?" The youngest daughter of the Ding family was almost forty years old. She was the first to stand up.
"What happened? How would I know what happened? " Ding Zhong pulled a long face and said in annoyance. He shirked responsibility and said, "It's because dad's condition is complicated. He bled a lot during the surgery, and it's more than 4,000 liters …"
"Other people usually bleed hundreds to 1,000 liters during surgery. Why did dad bleed so much? "
Ding Zhong took a deep breath and exhaled in annoyance. He said, "The specialist we hired didn't manage to control the bleeding, and he bled a lot. He said that there will be complications, and you can ask the doctor in charge after you're done. "
Ding Zhong did not say that he would guide the surgery. He only managed to hire Professor Feng Zhixiang through his friend. Now that he thought about it, Professor Feng did not promise to personally perform the surgery.
Furthermore, since things had come to this, and his father's condition was still stable, Ding Zhong did not want to make a big deal out of it.
If he made a big deal out of it, the hospital could only compensate him. And Ding Zhong really did not want to make enemies out of his acquaintances just to get this money.
The children looked at each other. The youngest daughter, who was forty years old, asked, "What about now? Will dad recover? Will there be any sequelae? "
"How would I know?" Ding Zhong shook his head. He paused for a moment and said, "Pay attention to Doctor Ling, who was originally going to perform the surgery on dad. If you come again, ask him."
"What do you mean?" The other children were very familiar with the second son. They knew that there was something fishy just by looking at his expression.
Ding Zhong stammered for a long time before he said, "I heard that there was a lot of bleeding during the surgery. In the end, it was Doctor Ling who stopped the bleeding. He was also the one who finished the surgery."
"Doctor Ling did it? The very handsome one? "The youngest daughter, who was forty years old, was shocked.
Ding Zhong nodded. "That's what I heard."
"We spent money to hire someone who's even worse?" The other children felt uncomfortable.
Especially the youngest son, he furrowed his eyebrows.
He was the last person who wanted to hire freelance surgeons. He came to Yun Hua Hospital because he had heard of Ling Ran's reputation. Moreover, some of his colleagues' elders had performed hepatectomy in Yun Hua Hospital, and their comments were very good.
However, the second son, who had the best financial conditions, insisted on inviting a famous doctor from the capital, and the youngest son had no way to refuse.
But this result …
His youngest son could not help but say, "If we knew that Doctor Ling was very good, why did we have to invite a professor from Beijing? That professor is already seventy years old. How good can he be?"
Ding Zhong was badly battered as he said, "This is it. That professor from Beijing must be of a high standard. No matter what, he is a professor from Beijing, right? Maybe it's because we're tired from the journey and we're unlucky … "
"Second Bro, don't you feel guilty saying that? This is our father's luck. It's your own bad luck. "
Ding Zhong frowned. "How can you say that? Do you know how much effort I put in? No matter what, he is an expert in hepatectomy. "
"Is a hepatectomy specialist not as good as a young doctor from Yun Hua Hospital?"
"He's not a young doctor." Ding Zhong did not want to say anything more. He said, "Anyway, I'll prepare a red packet later. When Doctor Ling comes, inform me."
"Is this about the red packet?"
"Can this Doctor Ling do it? He's too young. "
"Should we get a lawyer to ask?"
The Ding family discussed endlessly, but they did not come to a conclusion.
Ling Ran had already driven his Volkswagen Jetta back home, and the beeping sound of the engine was heard.
The second half of today's surgery was the most difficult Ling Ran had ever encountered. The population covered by Yun Hua Hospital was limited, and the number of patients they could find was also limited. There were not enough difficult cases. Most importantly, if Ling Ran was the chief surgeon for the surgery, he would not make it so complicated.
After finishing the surgery, Ling Ran could not help but feel tired.
He did not choose to drink an Energy Serum and continue the surgery. It would be a waste of time to go back after leaving the hospital. Moreover, the ICU beds were almost full.
Ling Ran slightly reduced the speed of the car and only drove at four-fifths of the speed limit. Even so, the small Volkswagen Jetta still drove happily.
In Yun Hua City at night, the huge "40" speed limit sign only took three to four seconds to disappear from sight.
Ling Ran nodded rhythmically and maintained a uniform speed. He was in such a good mood that he felt like a car fan racing in Formula One.
Lower Groove Clinic.
Red lights, yellow lights, blue lights, red faces, yellow faces, white faces, red faces, yellow faces, white faces. (Note 1.)
The courtyard was still lively as if it was a festival.
Ling Ran raised his head and looked at the sky. The moon was so plump that it looked like it was Chinese New Year, but there were still so many people in the clinic?
Ling Ran pushed the door open and saw a group of people sitting in the courtyard. Ling Jiezhou was sitting in the middle …
"I'm back," Ling Ran said softly, just like before.
Ling Jiezhou sat up straight and patted his round belly. He smiled. "Son, you're back. Your mother is upstairs."
"Oh," Ling Ran replied. When he went upstairs, he saw a group of people sitting at the tea table on the second floor. His mother, Tao Ping, was sitting opposite the stairs, and the person who was making tea was … Tian Qi?
Tian Qi was dressed in Chinese-style cotton clothes. Her hands were slender as she gracefully poured tea into each cup on the tea table.
When she raised her head again, Tian Qi saw Ling Ran.
"Ling Ran! You're back. "Tian Qi stood up excitedly and waved at him with all her might. The elegant look she had just now was completely gone.
The middle-aged women around the tea table also stared at Ling Ran like the eyes of an eagle.
"I'm back." Ling Ran repeated what he said downstairs and subconsciously waved at them too.
Tian Qi narrowed her eyes. "Quick, come and try the tea I made. By the way, try the teacup I made. "
As Tian Qi spoke, she turned around and took out a small teacup the size of a watch from a small Hermès suitcase behind her. She placed it on the tea table opposite her.
The customers on both sides obediently made way for one person.
Ling Ran hesitated for a moment before he sat down. The people on both sides automatically sat further away from him.
"This is a teacup from a firewood kiln. I went to Jingdezhen last month and asked Old Mister Feng to make it in a firewood kiln. There were six teacups in one kiln, and one was damaged." Tian Qi laughed as she spoke, as if she was talking about something funny.
"Old Mister Feng is very famous." Tao Ping spoke up for her and said, "Young Qi knows that I like it, so she specially went to make it in a firewood kiln. Making firewood kilns is dirty and tiring, and the cost is also high. Nowadays, people don't want to do it anymore. Besides, the Feng family's firewood kilns are all in the mountains. Young Qi has been locked up for a few days. "
She looked at Ling Ran and said, "Wasn't Doctor Ling also locked up in the operating theater for a few days? It's fine. Besides, I brought a lot of food and drinks with me, so it's quite convenient for me to live there."
Ling Ran picked up the teacup and tasted it.
He had drunk a lot of tea with his mother, so he could already tell whether it was good or bad.
"Is it good?" Tian Qi asked Ling Ran curiously.
"It's pretty good." Ling Ran nodded.
"I took this Iceland tea from my family's storage. If you like it, I can exchange it for some more." Tian Qi smiled as she spoke and poured another cup of tea for Ling Ran.
Ling Ran was a little thirsty. He drank the tea in one gulp and tasted it again.
Tian Qi poured another cup of tea for him.
Ling Ran drank again and slowed down. He looked around and saw that Doctor Xiong, Doctor Miao, and Juan Zi were all downstairs.
Ling Ran could not help but ask, "Is the clinic extending its operating hours now?"
In the past, Juan Zi would have gone back to find a way to maintain her figure.
"Not at all. We're discussing the renovation of the clinic." Tao Ping laughed.
"Are you going to renovate it?" Ling Ran was surprised.
"Doctor Miao is quite famous for performing cosmetic sutures now. Our neighbors often come here to see the doctor and buy medicine. I'm thinking that we should refurbish the clinic and build a more professional operating theater." Tao Ping's words were filled with confidence. She sounded as if she had just earned a lot of money.
Ling Jiezhou, who was downstairs, heard the commotion above and shouted, "My dad said that we can't touch the plaque. As for the rest, if I can, the more I touch, the better!"
"A few neighbors heard about it, and they want to renovate it too. This is a discussion." Tao Ping smiled.
"The business in Lower Groove Alley has been steadily increasing this year. Those who are willing to renovate it can do so. In the future, it'll be a competition between neighbors," said another neighbor who was about the same age as Tao Ping. He was the owner of the street gift shop.
"Let's not talk about the business in other places this year. The business in Lower Groove Alley is indeed better."
"We were slightly worse than Upper Groove in the past, but we're better than them this year."
The neighbors continued to chat.
Ling Ran drank his tea quietly and listened to their conversation. He felt quite relaxed.
Lower Groove was the place where he had lived for more than twenty years. The changes that were about to happen made him look forward to it. It was about one-eighth the size of a bumblebee.
Tian Qi quietly made tea for Ling Ran. She felt relaxed, and the moonlight was beautiful.
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