"It's the same mission." Ling Ran sighed in the car. He stepped on the accelerator, and the little Volkswagen Jetta screeched as it easily overtook the electric scooter by the side.
When he got home, it was not even lunchtime. Excluding the commute time, Ling Ran only used half the morning for ward rounds.
"There are more empty beds, but fewer Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests." Ling Ran concluded. He could not help but shake his head, climb on the recliner, and take out his phone.
At this moment, Ling Ran understood Doctor Zhou's laziness. If he was not more interested in being a doctor, lying down and playing was also a good way of life. Especially at home, the internet speed was fast, and the temperature was good.
"Ling Ran, don't you want to practice today?" Doctor Xiong was in the consultation room. He had just felt the pulse of an old lady, and he teased Ling Ran while writing a prescription.
"I'm off today." Ling Ran was calm.
Although he was wearing a soreness patch, it was his first time using it. Ling Ran decided to take it easy, lest he hurt his body.
As a doctor, only he knew how fragile the body was.
Doctor Xiong's face was full of regret. "You young people are so wasteful. If you have time to play games, you should do some massage." Doctor Xiong clicked his tongue.
Honestly, Doctor Xiong was envious of the massage sign that Ling Ran hung at the door from time to time. It only took a few minutes for him to collect more than twenty RMB. It was as if he had picked it up for free. If he had not tried it and found it comfortable, Doctor Xiong would have scolded the world for being unfair. He had to fight for a long time with Ling Ran's father, Ling Jiezhou, for a 50 RMB salary increase.
Of course, Doctor Xiong still felt that the world was unfair.
"Ling Ran, if I were you, I'd massage people all day long. As long as someone comes, I'll massage them from morning till night without stopping for even a moment. I've done the math for you. If you make people more compact, you can earn four to five hundred RMB an hour. In a day, you'll earn more than ten thousand RMB …"
"I don't want to sleep." Juan Zi walked over and took the prescription from Doctor Xiong. She took the medicine for the left leg and the right leg. She looked like she was alone.
Doctor Xiong picked up the big teacup, took a sip, and said, "If I can earn more than ten thousand RMB a day, I won't sleep. Why would I sleep? Think about it, what can you do to earn so much? "
"Freelance surgery." Ling Ran's answer was purely to answer Doctor Xiong's question.
Doctor Xiong almost spat out a mouthful of tea. He coughed a few times and sized up Ling Ran before he asked, "I forgot to ask, how much do you charge for freelance surgery now?"
"6,000 to 8,000 RMB." Ling Ran did not hide his income. He did not think that there was anything to hide.
Doctor Xiong's heart trembled. "6,000 RMB a day?"
"6000 for one."
"How many porcelain knives do you cut in a month?"
"I haven't calculated it." Ling Ran made a rough calculation and said, "Twenty to thirty, or thirty to forty, depending on the surgery."
Doctor Xiong silently calculated for a moment and could not help but beat his chest and stomp his feet. "I shouldn't have studied internal medicine back then."
"Even if you study surgery, you can't perform freelance surgeries anymore." Juan Zi looked at Doctor Xiong and shook her head. Then, she stretched out her plump hand that weighed forty pounds and asked, "How much do you think this is?"
Doctor Xiong was furious. "The flesh on your fingers are all squeezed together. How can I see it clearly?"
Juan Zi smiled. "I told you that your eyesight is bad. Uncle Wang, how much do you think this is?"
Uncle Wang, who was receiving an intravenous drip, narrowed his eyes and looked at it. He said, "Four."
"Yes!" Juan Zi quietly straightened one of her fingers, which she had curled up. There was no flaw.
…..
In the afternoon, Doctor Miao came to work. When he saw Ling Ran, he was so happy that he looked like a child with eye bags.
Doctor Miao looked uglier, but his clients seemed to be increasing. Within the first hour of his arrival, three women and one man who had made an appointment came to inquire about him.
In the end, Doctor Miao cut two double eyelids and sutured a patient whose hand was cut by a crab. After giving him an injection, he came out excitedly to look for Ling Ran.
"Doctor Ling, you're finally here. I've been paying attention to your rescue for the past few days … By the way, Doctor Ling, what do you think of the suture I just did?" Doctor Miao looked at Ling Ran expectantly.
The patient just now was also sent by Golden Deer Health Service Co., Ltd. He was a traditional patient of the seafood market. In order to show his skills, Doctor Miao still used the Cosmetic Suture technique even though he only charged tens of RMB. He hoped that Ling Ran would take a look.
When Ling Ran was asked, he closed his eyes and thought about it for a few seconds. He said, "As a Specialist Level, it should be at a relatively high level. Now, if you want to improve it, you need to consider the characteristics of the dermis …"
Ling Ran explained to Doctor Miao calmly. He was even playing a game in his hand. He did not seem to be wasting any time.
Miao Tansheng listened attentively and nodded from time to time. His mind was also thinking non-stop.
After Ling Ran mastered many Master Level and even Perfect Level techniques, his knowledge and skills in suturing had also improved. At this time, he was also making a conclusion for himself by explaining to Miao Tansheng.
'Cool, cool …'
A motorcycle drifted beautifully and parked itself in the courtyard of Lower Groove Clinic.
"Ling … Doctor Ling …" Lu Jinling jumped down from the motorcycle. She took off her black safety helmet with both hands and held it under her right arm. Her long legs were straight, and she looked proud and delicate.
"Ouch, be gentle, be gentle." An old man who was receiving an intravenous drip trembled when his wife pinched him.
Lu Jinling looked straight at Ling Ran. She did not even care about the expressions and attitudes of the people around her. She said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Doctor Ling, you came back from the sea. How's your body?"
"Pretty good. My muscles are a little sore, but it's gone. "Ling Ran massaged his neck and exercised his muscles.
"That's good. It's very dangerous to go out to sea. Didn't you know to give me a call? I'll send a few people to follow you. It'll be safer." As Lu Jinling spoke, she moved closer to Ling Ran and observed him carefully. She wailed in her heart. 'How can there be such a handsome man?! He's so handsome every time I look at him! '
Miao Tansheng stood in front of them and listened to their conversation. He took a step forward a little eagerly and said with a smile, "Director Lu, we meet again. I'm Miao Tansheng, a surgeon from Lower Groove Clinic. Thank you for taking care of me all this while. I really admire the philosophy of Golden Deer Health Service Co., Ltd. …"
Lu Jinling glanced at Miao Tansheng and turned her head away in disdain. She did not bother to rank his ugliness. She only smiled faintly. "Do your best."
"Yes, of course, of course. My plan is to strive to become Golden Deer Health Service Co., Ltd.'s partner in the top 50 …" Miao Tansheng seized the opportunity to show his face. He was so anxious that his eye bags were about to pop out.
"Is your company doing well?" Ling Ran heard Miao Tansheng keep mentioning Golden Deer Health's name, so he asked politely.
Lu Jinling immediately smiled. "We're the best in the field of ambulances in Yun Hua. Now, we have plans to expand to other cities in the province, but we haven't come to an agreement with the hospitals yet. The people in charge of the hospitals now are difficult to talk to …"
Ling Ran smiled. "The people in charge of the hospitals I know are quite easy to talk to."
"You're a great doctor. Of course, it's different." Lu Jinling secretly acted coquettishly. She was so happy that she felt like she was about to jump up and down. She said, "The people in charge of the hospitals treat doctors and suppliers very differently. Fortunately, we're just a company that runs ambulances. As long as we talk to a few people in charge, there's still hope. I've hired a professional manager. He should have a way. "
When Ling Ran heard this, he thought about it and said, "If you just want to talk to the people in charge, I know a lot of people in charge of hospitals in Changxi Province."
Ling Ran naturally met a lot of people in charge of hospitals when he was a freelance surgeon in the province, such as the First People's Hospital of Wuxin City and the Second People's Hospital of Wuxin City. He could not be more familiar with all of them.
Lu Jinling hesitated for a moment. She was already prepared for this. She pretended to be reserved and said with a slightly hoarse voice, "I'll listen to you, Doctor Ling."
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