The next day.
Ling Ran slept in and played a game on the bed. He then got up and cooked a pot of porridge for himself. Then, he cleaned the courtyard, watered the plants, tidied up the clinic's treatment room, read a few research papers on primary biliary cirrhosis, and memorized words such as primary biliary cirrhosis.
biliary
Cirrhosis) and so on. After strolling around for a while, the sky would be bright.
Lower Groove Alley also seemed to have woken up. The residents who came and went were either in a hurry to fight for a better life or to enjoy the pleasures of life. They each created a commotion that belonged to them, and the small Lower Groove Alley became more and more lively.
Ling Ran had lived in such an environment since he was young, so he did not feel that it was anything special. He casually changed into a pair of shoes, took his keys, opened the door, went out for a stroll, and came back with deep-fried dough sticks, small steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and a bowl of dumplings.
He bought the steamed buns, pickled vegetables, and deep-fried dough sticks, but the woman at the intersection insisted on giving him the dumplings. In the end, Ling Ran had no choice but to accept it and write it down in the notebook at the entrance of his house.
This was a "housekeeping" that Ling Jiezhou had implemented a long time ago. When the woman with the dumplings came to the clinic for treatment, the portion of the dumplings she gave him would naturally be deducted from the consultation fee.
"My son will never lack money in this life" was Tao Ping's view on money, and "My son will never lack money in this life" was Ling Jiezhou's view on money, and both of them had been implemented to a certain extent.
Ling Ran was not in a hurry to open the clinic's door. He sat in the courtyard with the dumplings, pickled vegetables, steamed buns, and deep-fried dough sticks. He casually found a few X-ray scans on his phone, looked at them, and ate them. He spent a leisurely morning.
Juan Zi only arrived at the clinic after ten o 'clock. When she saw Ling Ran, she immediately picked him up happily and said with a smile, "Young Ran, you're finally back. Everyone is talking about you. I didn't expect Ling Ran to go to Beijing for surgery. By the way, do you want me to hang up the massage sign for you? Your father said that he can increase the price by another 3 RMB."
"No need for that now." Ling Ran lay on the recliner under the eaves, took out his phone, and said, "I'm going to play games today and read some books in the afternoon."
"That's good too. With fewer people here, we can relax a little." Juan Zi naturally had no objections. She then single-handedly picked up a large bucket of water, and with a whoosh, poured all the water inside into the courtyard. As she swept, she said with a smile, "Old Miao has been waiting for you every day. This time, he's going to go crazy with joy."
In order to earn more money, Old Miao had thoroughly studied sutures.
His opponents were the beauticians. Many of the young girls who were in the beauty industry did not even have a license, let alone their skills. They had just changed careers from the beauty industry. They had sweet mouths, tender faces, and were good at talking — these were all advantages that Old Miao could not even touch. Therefore, Old Miao had to work hard to research some skills in order to have a living.
In the afternoon.
Only then did Ling Jiezhou and Tao Ping return slowly.
"Son! Quick, look at what good stuff I brought for you. "Ling Jiezhou dragged a suitcase and placed it on the patio.
The luggage was just an ordinary boarding box.
In the airport, it was common to see pilots and flight attendants dragging boxes.
It was a little black and made of good material. It wasn't big, but it was slightly handsome and attracted many people's attention.
Ling Jiezhou slowly opened it.
A box full of raw pork was displayed in front of everyone.
"How is it? How is it? This is the black pork from our hometown. "Ling Jiezhou spread his hands and pointed at the box, as if he was grandly introducing the pork from his hometown.
Ling Ran looked at the black suitcase, and he could feel its displeasure.
It was stuffed with greasy pork. Could it still make a handsome boarding box in the future?
"I took a strip of streaky pork and a few pounds of pork ribs … By the way, I also took a pig's ear. Look, a pig only has two ears. "Ling Jiezhou proudly showed off.
"Didn't you say that there's no one left in our hometown?" Ling Ran was a little puzzled by Ling Jiezhou's behavior.
"There's not much left in our family, but from your great-grandfather's generation, there's your grandfather's uncles, and one of them is still alive." When Ling Jiezhou said this, he paused for a moment, chuckled a few times, and said, "This time, they took the initiative to invite us. They said that they want us to go back and take a look. They also want us to make a family tree or something …"
"They also want you to treat them." Tao Ping walked in from behind. She looked a little tired. She said to Ling Ran and squinted her eyes.
Ling Jiezhou was unhappy. "That's what they want. They mainly want me to go back and take a look. We've already eaten pig's meat, so we have to look at them in a positive light. Think about it, when you said that you like to eat your stomach, your aunt immediately gave you half a bowl of pork. "
"That's your aunt."
"Dad's family calls her aunt."
"She herself said that her aunt will put food in your bowl."
Ling Jiezhou pondered and decided to go back and read his book.
Doctor Xiong came over from the side. He looked at the pork, nodded slightly, and asked, "Boss, are we giving out benefits today?"
"You even know to call me boss when you give out benefits?" Ling Jiezhou snorted a few times and asked, "Which part do you want?"
"I'm an old man. I'll eat pork ribs."
"Then I'll give you two pounds of pork ribs." Ling Jiezhou took a spring scale and accurately weighed 1,026 grams of pork ribs for Doctor Xiong. He then said, "Black pork is very nutritious. Doctor Xiong, since you've eaten my pork, you have to be more proactive at work every day. We don't advocate working at 996. But with the current employment environment, it's good for the company and your future development to go to work a little earlier and get off work a little later every day … "
Doctor Xiong took the pork ribs and looked at Ling Jiezhou. "I'm almost seventy."
"Doctors are better when they get older." Ling Jiezhou patted Doctor Xiong and weighed pork ribs for Juan Zi and Doctor Miao. He then carried the box to the kitchen and mumbled on the way, "I'll stew braised pork tonight.
Tao Ping went to change her clothes. Then, she made tea on the second floor while asking about Ling Ran's life for the past few days.
The neighbors downstairs came and went. Some chatted in the treatment room while they received transfusions, and some came to the second floor just to chat. It was no different from how it had been for many years. It was just that the newly renovated Lower Groove Clinic could accommodate more people, and the environment was more comfortable …
Ling Ran took advantage of the time when there were the most people to play a game, and he lost again in the end.
The feeling of being at home was still very comfortable.
Ling Ran simply slept in the next day. He stayed there until the afternoon before he went for a ward round in the hospital.
For doctors, ward rounds were like a rope. Doctors who were tied up could not run far. The ropes for high-ranking assistant lecturers and chief physicians were longer. Based on the ward turnover rate, it was normal for their patients to go for ward rounds once or twice. It was normal for them to go for ward rounds once every three to five days or even once a week. The ropes for attending physicians and resident doctors were getting shorter and shorter.
The doctors in charge, who had the shortest number, had to go for ward rounds on their patients three times a day. Even if it was a normal holiday, they had to come for ward rounds before they could leave.
Ling Ran did not have many patients this time. He just needed to check on the healing of Briar and Bramble's wounds. Then, he performed preliminary examinations on many patients with hepatolithiasis and performed two emergency surgeries before it was time to knock off.
When it was time to knock off, Ling Ran walked out of the treatment room and saw Zuo Cidian sitting on a small stool at the door while he stared in the direction of the reception door.
"Doctor Ling." When Zuo Cidian saw Ling Ran coming over, he turned his head to greet him. His body was still facing the reception door sincerely.
"What's wrong?" Ling Ran asked.
"There's only one case of Colles' fracture today." Zuo Cidian sighed. "Bad luck."
Ling Ran was surprised. "Didn't Department Director Huo say that you're looking for patients with fractures?"
"Department Director Huo might not have the time yet." Zuo Cidian did not dare to let the department director take the blame, so he quickly cleared his name. "It will definitely take time to greet other hospitals. There will probably be patients in a few days. Or, there might not be any patients with Colles' fracture today … "
As he spoke, Ling Ran had already taken out his phone. After sending two messages, he said, "We'll start sending them at night. Go and sleep first. Rest up and prepare for the reception."
"Okay … okay!" Zuo Cidian immediately became energetic, like a police dog that just came out of the training ground.
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