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Chapter 564

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The pure white corridor was spacious and clean.

The yellow wooden doors on both sides were wiped clean. There was a palm-sized bottle of alcohol-based hand sanitizer and a pot of devil's ivy or spider plant locked on the left and right side of each door.

A group of doctors in long white coats walked in the middle of the corridor in a mighty manner.

Every time they arrived at a wooden door, a doctor would come forward to check the name and bed number before leading the group of doctors in.

"Doctor Ling is here for a ward round."

"Doctor Ling is up early."

"Doctor Ling has already started leading a group. He's amazing."

"By the way, we're from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, right?"

"But … Doctor Ling's shirt is wrinkled just right …"

The young nurses and young doctors looked around with relaxed expressions and whispered to each other. However, the doctors from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery who were above the level of attending physicians were not so relaxed.

"Zhang Anmin, that traitor." An attending physician stood beside He Yuanzheng and scolded him resentfully.

He Yuanzheng was also unhappy, but he only chuckled and said, "What's the use of scolding Zhang Anmin?"

The attending physician also chuckled in his heart. 'You're a department director, but you don't scold Ling Ran. I'm just a young attending physician, but I'm scolding him. I wonder if Ling Ran's spies are around. '

He Yuanzheng snorted and turned to return to his office. Out of sight, out of mind. After all, Ling Ran only checked on a dozen or so of his patients.

Several doctors in the room gasped at the same time.

They looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Sigh, if you don't want Ling Ran to come, it's just a matter of saying the word." The attending physician who spoke earlier seemed to be explaining his useless scolding just now. Similarly, there was no subject in his words, but everyone knew that he was referring to Department Director He.

"There's no need for that," the only assistant chief physician in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery said faintly without any enthusiasm.

He was promoted after He Yuanzheng became a department director. He did not feel it when he was an attending physician, but once he was promoted to assistant chief physician, his desire to become a department director instantly rose.

However, he was less than five years younger than He Yuanzheng. If he wanted to work until He Yuanzheng retired, it would take him twenty years.

However, just like many second-in-command who had similar experiences, they were still optimistic about the first-in-command changing jobs, being fired, and even getting cancer.

Otherwise, his mentality would have collapsed long ago.

Another young attending physician coughed a few times and said, "Didn't Department Director He stop Ling Ran yesterday? Do you feel anything? "

"Feel what?" The assistant lecturer frowned slightly.

The young attending physician looked at the others and said tentatively in a soft voice, "Get f * cked."

"By who?"

"Everyone."

"Everyone …" The assistant lecturer could not help but look at the other doctors.

"The report we sent to the Medical Laboratory Department was the last one to arrive. The intern seemed to have complained a little." An attending physician recalled and said, "He was sent back twice."

"Yes, yes. Our group's intern was also scolded when he went to deliver the forms. Tell me, what do you know?" Another attending physician laughed out loud. "I think there's nothing wrong with being scolded. The intern didn't even memorize the medical records before running over. It's normal for him to be scolded."

The attending physician by the side looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Is it normal for people to keep cutting queues when you go to the Medical Imaging Department to take scans?"

"We often get cut in line, right?"

"The young nurses in the Department of Surgery also roll their eyes at us. We wear our own surgical gowns." The doctors who had just finished their surgeries also felt the difference.

"Forget about the surgical gowns. I can't even call for help when I perform a lumbar puncture, so I can only call a houseman over."

After a few people said this, they understood a little.

"A just cause enjoys abundant support, but an unjust cause finds little." The assistant lecturer suddenly said this. The corners of his lips were about to curl up, but he turned and left.

The attending physicians looked at each other and left quietly with their heads lowered.

In the ward of the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, Ling Ran performed physical examinations and postoperative examinations on patients as usual. Occasionally, he encountered one or two patients who had problems with their cervical vertebrae, and he even massaged them.

Zuo Cidian followed Ling Ran closely and could not help but smile. "Doctor Ling, if you do ward rounds like this every day, you won't have time to perform surgeries."

"Cholecystectomy and postoperative examinations still need to be more comprehensive. Hmm, let me take a look at this patient's CT scan." Right after Ling Ran finished speaking, Yu Yuan immediately came forward with a laptop.

Yu Yuan, who was six feet nine inches tall, raised the laptop slightly, and Ling Ran could see the contents on the screen without turning his head. It was very convenient.

When the patients and their family members saw a group of doctors come in, they were already fully focused. It was impossible for them not to feel touched when Ling Ran held them down on the bed, palpated them, and looked at their scans.

Ling Ran performed postoperative examinations on seven people, and he received two Basic Treasure Chests. For him to be able to obtain such a high percentage of Sincere Gratitude with his Novice Level, it could be said that factors other than medical science played a bigger role in this.

And under the mission mode, the number of Treasure Chests Ling Ran obtained was doubled.

This meant that seven people contributed four Basic Treasure Chests, which was a higher percentage than the Treasure Chests Ling Ran obtained from Master Level Hepatectomy. In fact, it was also higher than the percentage of Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests he obtained from Perfect Level Achilles Tendon Repair Technique and Finger Replantation Technique.

"He's fine now. We'll observe him for another night, and he can be discharged tomorrow." Ling Ran looked at the CT scan and told Zhang Anmin.

Theoretically, these patients were handled by Zhang Anmin, but not all of them were under Zhang Anmin's charge. From this point of view, it was unreasonable to call Zhang Anmin a snitch. He was more like a comprador in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.

Ling Ran patrolled the beds in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery without any obstruction.

Even He Yuanzheng pretended not to see it, and the other doctors would not stand up for him.

There were two main reasons why the departments in the hospital fought for patients. The first reason was naturally to earn money. The medical fees and consumables incurred from the patients' surgeries, as well as the medical fees incurred from the hospitalization, were the doctors' main source of income. The second reason was to practice. If a surgeon did not perform one hundred surgeries in a year, they would not even be able to maintain their familiarity with the surgeries. If they wanted to improve, the demand for surgeries would be even greater.

In these two aspects, Ling Ran did not put much pressure on the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.

On one hand, he kept the patients in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery. Not only would it not reduce the doctors' income, it would also reduce their workload. On the other hand, cholecystectomy performed by Ling Ran was not the focus of the doctors in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.

Instead, department directors like He Yuanzheng would be more affected.

However, He Yuanzheng was not rash enough to stand up and fight against Ling Ran.

…..

Outside the office of the Emergency Medical Center, Jin Feng saw Ling Ran's group coming in a mighty manner, and he quickly stood up.

Ling Ran still remembered the leader of the prison who gave him the garlic, so he nodded to him alone.

Jin Feng quickly returned a smile. When he saw that the group had dispersed and returned to the office, he quickly followed Ling Ran.

"Doctor Ling, my brother has been doing well recently. Thank you." Jin Feng smiled like a cactus.

Ling Ran said, "You're welcome."

When Jin Feng saw that Ling Ran did not have the desire to chat, he quickly said, "I brought a few bottles of garlic. Also, I brought a small accessory. Please take a look."

As he spoke, he took out a large stainless steel plate.

The stainless steel plate was rectangular, and it was half the length of an arm and half the width of an arm. It was like a bulletproof armor, and it stuck to Jin Feng's clothes.

When Jin Fengfeng showed it to Ling Ran, Ling Ran noticed that there were fine drawings on the stainless steel plate.

"They're all made with a knife," Jin Feng said. "I specially found a picture for you. This side shows Bian Que meeting Cai Huanggong, and the other side shows scraping bones to heal wounds."

"This is …"

"It's also made by us prisoners. It takes a lot of time to make. It's more time-consuming than cross-stitch, and it looks better."

Indeed, the engraved pictures on the stainless steel plate had a strong texture, and it was very unique.

Doctor Ling, you can take it back. You can hang it on the wall or make it into a decoration. "As Jin Feng spoke, he held it up for Ling Ran.

"I got it. You can take it back." Ling Ran used the words he learned many years ago and resolutely sent Jin Feng out of the door.

When he turned around, he saw that the garlic was still on the ground.

Ling Ran hesitated for a few seconds before he took out his phone and called Zuo Cidian. "Ask the person on duty tonight if he wants to go to the Shao family's restaurant. Prison garlic with barbecue. Also, order two bamboo rats."

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