"Dong Sheng, Dong Sheng!" Zuo Cidian squeezed through the crowd and shouted Dong Sheng's name.
When he was a simp in Lower Groove Clinic, he had seen Dong Sheng and received his massage, so he had a good impression of the young monk.
Dong Sheng saw Zuo Cidian and felt a sense of familiarity. He quickly got up and said to the dozen people sitting opposite him, "That's all for today. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to the temple …"
"Dong Sheng, what are you doing?" Zuo Cidian looked at the crystal hole that was filled with money, and his eyelids twitched. 'What a terrible crystal hole. My teeth might be knocked out.'
Dong Sheng smiled at Zuo Cidian and said, "Everyone has a lot of doubts, and I want to help. I'll answer some of them if I can, and I'll write them down for my master to ask."
"Your master is so far away. By the time you ask him, it will be too late." Zuo Cidian could not help but laugh.
Dong Sheng shook his head. "No, my master and I have agreed that we will video chat every night and check on my homework for the day." “
Zuo Cidian was speechless. "Video chat? Or did you arrange a time? When your master stays in the temple, the thing he doesn't lack the most is time. "
"My master is very busy. In the morning, I have to plant vegetables and exercise. I also have to check on my morning classes and make breakfast. After breakfast, I have to clean the temple and make lunch … After dinner, I have to watch the news broadcast. Then, I have to take a bath and change my clothes. I have to apply Ma Yinglong. After that, I have time to video chat. "Dong Sheng counted seriously with his fingers.
Zuo Cidian listened carefully in the first half, but when he heard the last part, his expression did not look so natural.
When he thought of the huge amount of Mayinglong that the old monk used every day, Zuo Cidian suddenly thought that if Mayinglong had a membership, the old monk would probably be an eight-star diamond member.
"Alright, come with me." Zuo Cidian pulled Dong Sheng along as if he was holding his own son.
Dong Sheng was obedient. He grew up with a lot of people, and it was natural for him to be obedient.
However, some people in front of him were reluctant to let him go. They quickly asked, "Master Dong, are you leaving? Are you coming tomorrow? "
"I have to go to class tomorrow." Dong Sheng bowed.
"That's a pity." An auntie shook her head. "What you said was quite good. I like it too."
An old man next to him coughed twice and asked, "Master Dong, since you've come to the capital, are you staying by yourself, or are you staying at a temple?"
Dong Sheng hesitated for a moment before replying in a low voice, "I'm studying at the Institute of Buddhist Studies, so I live in the Institute."
"That's easy. We'll look for you tomorrow, okay?" The old man smiled and handed over another name card. "We all love to listen to you. It makes our ears relax and our hearts brighten."
"It's best if I can help everyone." Dong Sheng bowed and said, "Everyone can look for me on the weekends. There shouldn't be any classes on the weekends."
"It's okay. You do what you need to do. We'll go over. If we can't find anyone, we'll play by ourselves."
The few of them only let Dong Sheng and Zuo Cidian go after they explained everything in a few sentences.
Zuo Cidian clicked his tongue and looked at Dong Sheng. He said, "I didn't expect you to be so good at fooling people at such a young age."
"Master said that I have a deep affinity with Buddhism."
"Affinity with Buddhism?" Zuo Cidian shook his head. "Tell me something that can be quantified. Aside from your affinity with Buddhism, what else did your master see?"
Dong Sheng did not suspect anything. He thought about it and said, "Master said that I won't have to worry about food and clothing in the future. Someone will even build a big temple for me. Master said that when the time comes, he will live in the south wing … "
Zuo Cidian snickered. "The definition of not having to worry about food and clothing is too big. I heard that monks' kasayas are not cheap. It's ridiculous to build a temple. It's so troublesome to build a new temple now …"
Dong Sheng did not argue with him. He just believed that his master would definitely be accurate when he was not suffering from hemorrhoids.
Zuo Cidian led Dong Sheng through the hall, through the corridor, and went straight to the Operating Area.
At the door, Zuo Cidian asked for a set of scrubs for Dong Sheng. He asked him to change and said, "Doctor Ling is eating in the restaurant inside. He might not go out today. Don't run around when you go in. There are doctors and nurses everywhere. Don't walk around in the operating theater."
"Oh," Dong Sheng replied and asked, "Does Doctor Ling have to perform surgeries every day in Beijing?"
"I have to. There are so many doctors surrounding me," Zuo Cidian said, and he could not stop smiling.
Only when their boss received attention could they, who were his subordinates, survive better.
Ever since Associate Hospital Director Wang of Beijing University Sixth Hospital proposed the principle of the Pathology Department being as close as possible, Professor Feng also proposed the theory of integration. In short, it was to open up a green channel for pathological examinations in hepatectomy and perform examinations as quickly as possible.
Coupled with measures such as shortening the duration of the surgery, theoretically, good elite doctors could also perform around two rounds of hepatectomy. Although they did not dare to choose patients like Ling Ran, they could still expand the scope of indications.
For the hospital, this kind of innovation was still very meaningful.
And to realize this kind of innovation, Ling Ran naturally needed to perform a few freelance surgeries to prove it.
Everyone gathered around Ling Ran because they wanted to see who would be first.
The first and second hospitals that performed this kind of surgery might receive a certain degree of attention, but it would be meaningless for the hospitals after that to perform the surgery.
As he spoke, Zuo Cidian brought Dong Sheng into the restaurant in the Operating Area. Ling Ran was indeed surrounded by five doctors under two pots of devil's ivy.
"Doctor Ling, Dong Sheng is here," Zuo Cidian shouted.
Ling Ran turned around, smiled, and waved his hand. "Dong Sheng, sit down first. We'll be done soon."
A few doctors in the room also took the hint and sped up the explanation. In just a few minutes, they all left.
When Ling Ran sat down, Zuo Cidian blinked and asked, "Are we done talking? Which hospital are we going to perform the freelance surgery at first? "
"Donghuang Regional Hospital," Ling Ran said.
Zuo Cidian nodded, rubbed his hands, and said, "Donghuang Regional Hospital is not bad. Their conditions are considered good, and they also have the foundation to perform hepatobiliary surgery. Ah, the conditions of the hospitals in Beijing are really good. Even a regional hospital can perform hepatobiliary surgery. Don't you think it's infuriating? "
Ling Ran waited for him to finish before he said, "Donghuang Regional Hospital has a ready-made patient, a 71-year-old woman. You have to collect her medical history again." “
Are we going to do it again? "Zuo Cidian was surprised.
"Professor Feng suggested it." Zhang Anmin also came over at this time and said in a low voice, "Professor Feng means that Beijing is not like Changxi Province. If we perform freelance surgery in Changxi Province, no hospital will dare to make trouble. When we are in Beijing, they will not listen to our temper. "
When he said this, Zuo Cidian could not help but nod in agreement. "Professor Feng has experience."
"Beijing is too complicated. There are many doctors, hospital systems, and a wide range of backgrounds. The price of lunch boxes is more expensive than in Yun Hua Hospital. " Zhang Anmin sighed. "Even Professor Feng does not dare to say that he can handle every hospital. So, when he performs freelance surgery now, he has to go to a hospital he is familiar with."
"Then, we have to be more careful. When we choose a hospital, should we also have a standard?" Zuo Cidian suddenly became cautious.
"Donghuang Regional Hospital was trained by Professor Feng and the others. The current department director of the General Surgery Department is Professor Feng's student." Zhang Anmin explained and said, "Donghuang Regional Hospital is quite suitable. However, the patient originally wanted to have surgery, but because she could not do it, no hospital accepted her. After the family discussed it, they went to Donghuang Regional Hospital, which is closer to their home, for conservative treatment. Because of this, the collection of their medical history is not good. "
"Sure, sure." In Zuo Cidian's mind, he could not help but imagine the scene of Ling Ran holding a scalpel and killing people.
He shook his head and discussed some details with Zhang Anmin in a low voice. When he turned his head back, he saw that Ling Ran was reading a book, while Dong Sheng had taken out a notebook and was holding a fountain pen. He was trying his best to write …
"You still want to do homework?" Zuo Cidian was a little curious.
Dong Sheng was confused and answered, "Yes."
"It's not easy for you to come to Beijing. Don't you want to go out for a walk?"
Dong Sheng shook his head.
"How about this, where do you want to go? Tell me, and I'll find some time to bring you there." Zuo Cidian looked at Dong Sheng's obedient look and could not help but touch his head. Speaking of which, his son was about the same age as Dong Sheng, and the more they looked, the more they seemed to be the same age.
"I just want to do my homework." Dong Sheng raised his head slightly. "Doctor Zuo, can you go and play by yourself?"
"I …" Zuo Cidian thought angrily, 'My son will not do this.'
Zuo Cidian sighed, turned his head, and said, "Doctor Ling, Dong Sheng is like this …"
At the other end of the table, Ling Ran was holding a book titled Knight's Surgery. He was so engrossed in reading that he did not know what Zuo Cidian was talking about.
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