A patient with a fracture was sent to the emergency room before he was sent away.
A patient with a nosebleed was sent to the emergency room before he was sent away.
A patient with a fishbone stuck in his throat was sent to the emergency room before he was sent away.
Most of the patients in the emergency room were suffering from minor illnesses. Some of them even felt that outpatient consultation was troublesome, so they came for a fluid transfusion and a prescription before they left.
Even for junior resident doctors, these patients' illnesses were not difficult to deal with. It could be said that it was a daily job.
For Ling Ran, dealing with these patients could be said to be a break. Before there were any Level 1 or Level 2 critically ill patients, most of the patients he saw in the emergency room today were probably slightly more serious than finger replantation patients.
After all, Perfect Level Finger Replantation allowed him to complete a series of surgeries very easily. Moreover, finger replantation was not life-threatening, and the risk was even lower than patients with nosebleeds …
However, for patients, the treatment in the emergency room was still relatively easy to put them at ease. This was also an obvious advantage in setting up a department under the modern hospital system.
At first, Ling Ran paid attention to the increase in the number of people who "acknowledged" him, but he soon stopped paying attention to it and focused on doing his own things.
This had always been his style of doing things. When he saw something, he just needed to do it.
External tricks had always been of little use to Ling Ran.
Moreover, from Ling Ran's point of view, when he received hundreds of people's "acknowledgement" of a medical case, it was meaningless to look at the increase in the number of people who acknowledged him.
The requirement of a total of ten thousand people who acknowledged him meant that he had to perform thirty to forty cases. Maybe twenty to thirty cases would be enough to complete the mission.
Based on the current situation of the mission, it was considered easy to get the Intermediate Treasure Chest this time.
"Ling … Doctor Ling, do you want to say something to our friends in the livestream?" Han Yu carefully pushed the wheelchair from the back. By the looks of it, she was already quite skilled in operating the wheelchair.
Ling Ran was prescribing medicine for a patient with diarrhea. When he heard this, he could not help but be stunned. "Since when did you have a livestream?"
Han Yu said in embarrassment, "I uploaded a lot of videos in one go, but they were all restricted. Then, some viewers suggested that I make a livestream, so I did it. It's pretty good. There were more than one thousand people when it was just started, and nearly half of them stayed." Zuo Cidian snorted by the side.
Zuo Cidian snorted by the side. "Of course, it's only natural for you to livestream Doctor Ling. If you ask Doctor Ling to help you sell lipstick, he can help you sell a container."
Han Yu was stunned. Then, she looked down at her phone and couldn't help but smile.
When Zuo Cidian saw this, he said regretfully, "Is your live streaming channel already open?"
"Yes." Han Yu was a very generous person on the Internet, but when she faced Zuo Cidian, who was older than her, she still felt a little guilty.
Zuo Cidian coughed a few times and quickly said to Han Yu's phone camera, "I'm doing this to express my admiration for Doctor Ling."
Han Yu forced a smile and continued to look down at her phone. She did not want Zuo Cidian to feel embarrassed if her expression was exposed.
Zuo Cidian felt that something was off, and he quickly asked, "What are the people in your live streaming channel talking about?"
Han Yu said awkwardly, "There are all kinds of comments. There are so many people now. I can't even keep up with the comments."
"Is that so?" As Zuo Cidian spoke, he turned around and wanted to look at Han Yu's phone from behind.
Han Yu's camera was mainly aimed at Ling Ran. She hesitated for a moment, and Zuo Cidian saw the screen.
As expected, the live streaming channel was filled with words of all kinds of colors.
Among them, the most obvious was a row of words that formed a line on the screen.
We don't want to look at century eggs, we want to look at Doctor Ling.
Zuo Cidian almost vomited blood.
"Young people nowadays speak too casually …" Zuo Cidian was extremely displeased.
Han Yu hurriedly made a shushing gesture to him.
Zuo Cidian's expression changed. He lowered his head to look at Han Yu's phone and saw a row of words on it.
"There are many voices of old people in the hospital."
Zuo Cidian was so angry that his face turned green. He thought, 'I'm forty-two this year, and I'm even recognized as a middle-aged man by the United Nations!'
Han Yu did not have time to care about Zuo Cidian's mood.
She tried her best to find the best angle to film Ling Ran to satisfy the requirements of the people in the live streaming channel.
Her audience was about to break through two thousand people. As far as Han Yu knew, this was a good result.
Zuo Cidian furrowed his eyebrows in displeasure. He waited for a few seconds and said, "Um, it's against the rules for you to livestream in the emergency room. End it."
Han Yu said reluctantly, "Can't I just film Doctor Ling?"
"No, we have to take care of the patients' privacy in the emergency room. You don't want to have a phone pointed at you all the time after you came in, right? "Zuo Cidian's words were reasonable.
Han Yu hesitated for two seconds and said in a low voice, "Can you let me finish filming this?"
"There's a nail in my foot. What's there to film?" Zuo Cidian was talking about the middle school student who was under Ling Ran's knife.
Han Yu forced herself to act coquettishly. "Just let me finish filming."
"No." Zuo Cidian shook his head firmly. It would have been fine if she did not say it, but since she thought about it, he could not let Han Yu continue filming. It was too difficult to control online livestreams.
Han Yu had no choice but to put down her phone regretfully and showed it to Zuo Cidian.
It was only then that Zuo Cidian flashed a smile. Then, he saw that the screen had already turned black, and words kept appearing.
[Century eggs are rotten!]
[Century eggs are really bad.]
[Ugly people do more mischief.]
[I'm going to throw away all the century eggs in the fridge.]
Zuo Cidian forced a smile. "Young people nowadays … I remember when I was young …"
At the same time, Ling Ran heard a "ding" sound as a reminder.
[Mission Completed: Gain Recognition from Ten Thousand People with a Little Fame]
[Mission Goal: 10000/10000]
[Reward: Intermediate Treasure Chest]
Ling Ran could not help but straighten up. He thought, 'I can't believe I reached 10000 people so quickly.'
When the patient's family saw that the doctor had stopped, he quickly asked, "Doctor, his foot … Is his foot okay?"
"Oh, his foot is fine. Do you want a scar? " Ling Ran then used a small pair of scissors to cut off the last bit of rotten flesh on the outer ring of the wound. Then, he began to suture it.
The patient's family was a little confused for a moment. He asked tentatively, "How much is it without a scar?"
Ling Ran was also confused by the question.
Zuo Cidian quickly said, "It has nothing to do with money. It depends on your request for a scar."
"Then, everyone definitely doesn't want a scar." The patient's family smiled.
Zuo Cidian looked at the patient who looked like a student and said with a smile, "This is a legal tattoo. Even the teachers in the school can't do anything about it."
Before the patient's family could react, the middle-school student who was lying down could not help but quickly shouted, "Then, give me an Ultraman tattoo."
Zuo Cidian's face instantly turned green. 'What's wrong with students nowadays …'
"We're not professional tattoo artists. It's fine if you just say a letter or something," Zuo Cidian said helplessly. Zuo Cidian said in resignation. He then said, "Is there a girl you like? You can sew her initials on your shirt."
The middle-school student could not help but gasp in excitement. 'Then, I'll get an N.'
"Suture," Zuo Cidian corrected him and said to Ling Ran, "Doctor Ling, can you sew an N."
"Okay." Ling Ran followed the doctor's advice.
At this time, the patient's family was already panting heavily.
"You … are really in love at such a young age!" The family's voice was as hot as a hot iron.
"Don't shake, I'll be done soon." Ling Ran did not feel anything. He asked Zuo Cidian to press down on the patient's foot and asked, "Is the anesthetic over? Can you feel any pain? "
"No …" The middle-school student's voice trembled a little. He continued to lie down and did not dare to look at his father.
When the suture was done, Ling Ran handed the bandage to the nurse. The patient's father suddenly laughed.
The middle-school student raised his head in surprise and thought, 'My dad is really open-minded. Does he think that he should save money for the betrothal gifts?'
At this time, the patient's father said with hatred, "I'd like to know how you're going to show them your N. Are you going to show them your bare feet, or are you going to take off your shoes first before taking off your socks to preserve the original smell of athlete's foot?"
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