Yun Hua Airport.
A row of young ladies dressed in shirts and shorts waited there while chatting and laughing. From time to time, the passersby would pick up their cameras.
Doctor Zhou was lying on the chair in the departure lounge. He was so lazy that he looked as if he had been knocked unconscious.
Usually, in the hospital, Doctor Zhou would still receive some attention when he wore a large white coat. Therefore, Doctor Zhou also paid more attention to his personal image. However, when he changed into his casual clothes outside, no one even looked at him. Hence, Doctor Zhou did not bother to pay attention to his image.
In fact, many doctors liked to stay in the hospital because of the large white coat and the attention they received.
If a person became a doctor and wore a large white coat, the sense of achievement he obtained in the hospital would be hundreds or even thousands of times greater than in the outside world. This was especially true for surgeons. When they stood in the operating theater, surgeons were like gods. When they walked out of the operating theater, they were also like an archangel. They attracted countless gazes and solved countless people's problems.
Many people said that having a child was the happiest time in life, especially when the child could call them father. However, doctors usually did not go home, because when a person became a doctor and stood in the hospital in a large white coat, he would be the father of countless people.
However, when a doctor took off his large white coat and walked out of the hospital, the first thing he felt was a sense of relief, followed by a hidden sense of loss.
This was just like the doctor sitting next to Doctor Zhou. He was so ordinary that no one could remember his name. When he did not wear a large white coat, he did not have any sense of existence at all. He was not even qualified to be a background character.
"Doctor Ling will be here soon, right?" He mumbled a little gloomily and asked, "Why do we have to come out to welcome him? Shouldn't this be done by the administrative department?"
"Will Department Director Huo be at ease to hand him over to the Medical Affairs Department?" Doctor Zhou said lazily. He then said, "Also, are you busy with anything?"
The expansion of Yun Hua Hospital into an Emergency Medical Center brought about an increase in the number of staff members and funding. The number of housemen and medical interns assigned to them was also a few more than before. Although the number of patients increased, it was needless to say that the average pressure of the doctors had definitely decreased.
However, it was impossible to say that they were not busy. The doctor who looked so ordinary that no one could remember his name was now a senior resident doctor. He snorted boldly and said, "Even if I'm not busy, I can still do something and see a few more patients."
"You should indeed see a few more patients. When Ling Ran comes back, he will clear all the patients for you in a few days. In the future, if you want to see patients again, they will be rare animals." As Doctor Zhou spoke, he snickered and said in a drawn-out voice, "I really miss the days when Ling Ran was in the hospital …"
The doctor, whose face was so ordinary that no one could remember his name, rolled his eyes, but he had to admit that Doctor Zhou was right.
He turned around and whispered, "I noticed that Doctor Ling's sleeping time is getting shorter and shorter. Do you think it's because of some illness?"
Doctor Zhou pursed his lips. "Aren't you a doctor? Can you take a look at him? "
"How could I be qualified?" The doctor, whose face was so ordinary that no one could remember his name, laughed self-deprecatingly. "Now, when I go for ward rounds, sometimes, when there are a lot of people around me, I'll be yelled at by the nurses. Something about interns standing at the back makes them think that I'm a newcomer."
Doctor Zhou asked in puzzlement, "When there are a lot of people around, why do you squeeze in front of the hospital bed?"
"I … I … I can just watch the show!" The doctor, whose face was so ordinary that no one could remember his name, looked unhappy. No one cared.
Zhao Leyi walked over slowly and interrupted the two of them. He said, "I asked the people at the airport, and they said that if we want to pick him up, we can go to the front. We can go straight to the runway."
Doctor Zhou clicked his tongue and stood up. He said, "Old Zhao, not bad. You know quite a lot of people. You're amazing."
"He came here on a private jet. The place where he picks him up is different from ours." Zhao Leyi said with an unhappy expression, "Old Huo, it's fine if Ling Ran is back, but why did he ask us to come out and pick him up?"
The same question. The doctor, whose face was so ordinary that no one could remember his name, immediately looked at Doctor Zhou to see how he would answer.
Doctor Zhou turned a blind eye to his gaze. He only smiled and did not bother to answer.
He guessed that Zhao Leyi understood what Huo Congjun meant.
Regardless of why Ling Ran went out this time, his experience and work in Brazil were highly praised and evaluated after it was spread back to the country. Because of this, Huo Congjun naturally wanted to put Ling Ran on a pedestal.
In the hospital, a doctor's status was reflected in his freedom and position, but it was also reflected in the obedience of junior doctors to their senior doctors.
Zhao Leyi used to be Ling Ran's senior doctor for a short period of time. Now, the situation was reversed. Being asked to pick him up at the airport could be considered a good new beginning.
Zhao Leyi would not delve into it. He sullenly called his friend from the airport over, and under his lead, he walked to the pick-up point with a group of people.
The young nurses who were dressed in casual clothes chattered and laughed. They discussed happily with the mentality that they had succeeded in a duel.
"If it's a private jet, there won't be any weight restrictions when he buys things from abroad, right?"
"Wow, I wonder what Doctor Ling bought. What brand do you think Doctor Ling will like?"
"Doctor Ling looks so handsome in his surgical gown. Why would he need branded clothes?"
"He still needs to wear clothes. When he's in the hospital, he wears scrubs. When he comes out, he can't be naked, right?"
"Huh? Hmm … "
The small group immediately fell silent for half a minute.
After a while, the group of people took two small medium-sized buses to the other end of the airport. After waiting for a while, they saw a transport plane land. Then, a private jet with a streamlined figure landed.
"Two planes?" Everyone was puzzled.
The airport staff who came to help also frowned and looked for someone to ask in a low voice.
Before he could get an answer, the door of the transport plane in front had already been opened, and the cargo inside was revealed.
"Cows?"
"Is this the letter that Doctor Ling brought back from Brazil?"
"Maybe the beef that Doctor Ling ate in Brazil was very delicious, so he bought … a lot of cows back."
As the young nurses spoke, they took out their phones and started recording.
Zhao Leyi could not help but laugh when he saw that. "Ling Ran is really …"
"He's coming down." Doctor Zhou pointed to the front.
The private jet lowered the ladder, and the first person to walk out was Ling Ran.
The young ladies in casual clothes all put away their phones at this moment and started to dance the dance that they had rehearsed for a long time.
Ling Ran, who walked out of the private jet, was stunned. He naturally waved his hand, and the young ladies laughed happily.
Chef Zhu and the others who followed behind Ling Ran had never seen such a grand scene even if they had seen it before. At this moment, they were already dizzy as they stood on the suspension ladder.
When Ling Ran saw that no one was following behind him, he could not help but turn around and ask, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"
Chef Zhu originally wanted to make up something, but when he noticed Ling Ran's expression, an idea came to him, and he shook his head. "I'm fine. I feel very comfortable."
…..
After getting the award, he went back and forth to Beijing to participate in the event. His schedule was rather tight, and he only wrote this chapter until two o 'clock. It was so painful. He still had to fly tomorrow, and he had to update his chapter by fate …
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
