Great Doctor Ling Ran

"Go back, it's nothing for us." Faulkner followed the army and watched Du Jiadong entering the ICU.

Du Jiadong, who was still under anesthesia, had a calm expression, and the various test values ​​had stabilized. Faulkner couldn't say what he was feeling.

The Chinese consultation fee is quite large, far exceeding the standard he is accustomed to, but Faulkner would rather have an operation and earnestly take away more money.

Unfortunately, the other party did not give him a chance to choose.

When Dobin got out of the elevator, he took out a cigar, sniffed it under his nose, and said, "I'm not in a hurry to go back. The holidays can't be wasted. Well, can you play cards? You can play a few games together ? "

"No." Faulkner declined sharply.

"Are there any dates?" Dobin asked jokingly.

Faulkner felt his head subconsciously and shook his head. "No."

"You can try it on a date," Dobin said and paused. "Are you really not playing cards?"

"No need. I'm looking for something to eat." Faulkner still shook his head.

"It's not fun." Dobin sighed and looked at the German next to him.

German doctor Corbert said: "Go back to sleep."

"Well, in this way, Faulkner is more interesting." Dobbin commented casually.

The three went their separate ways and went to each other's activities.

The three translators and other staff members had to follow each other, and a large group was dismantled, which was not so obtrusive.

Faulkner came out of the hospital with a few translators, and made a good turn around Yunhua City with a playful attitude.

Du Jiadong's surgery went smoothly and his current condition is stable. Therefore, neither the family doctor of the Dongjia Group, Lao Yongyong, nor the Junan Clinic and Yunyi, paid much attention to several foreign doctors.

Anyway, I don't need it for the time being.

Faulkner also guessed their mentality. It was not the first time that he came out in the name of Mayo. He swept the food street easily and waited for food and drink before Faulkner wiped it. Mouth, said to the translator: "Back to the hospital."

"Well? Don't you go back to the hotel first?" The translator expressed surprise.

Faulkner was too lazy to explain, insisting: "Back to the hospital."

"Okay, but now that the hospital is closed, we can't see a few more people." Of course, the translator wants to go back to the hotel to rest. Whoever knows when to go to the hospital.

Faulkner froze. "No one is needed."

"Okay." The translator sighed: "I asked the driver to drive over."

Faulkner wanted to say "en" and said, "Find a doctor who understands IT. I want to watch a video of the surgery at noon."

Anyway, going back to the hotel is difficult to sleep alone, and the success rate of picking up girls in the bar is also very low. It is better to go to Yun Yi to watch the video playback of the surgery, especially when Ling Ran was in the early stage of surgery. Faulkner missed a lot of operations.

The translator took out his mobile phone, made a call, and then turned around again, saying, "I'm sure someone is here, so I can watch the video."

"Someone is fine." Faulkner got into the car, and there was nothing more to worry about, so he closed his eyes and raised his head until Yunyi was watching.

The small building of the emergency center is always brightly lit.

Faulkner's familiar viewing room was even lighted.

"The preparation work is well done." Faulkner nodded to the translator with a smile, then pushed the door inside.

Creak.

Inside the room, a group of people turned their heads and looked at Faulkner.

For a moment, Faulkner saw New Yorkers and Germans mixed in the crowd.

"Don't you play cards and go to sleep?" Faulkner questioned preemptively.

"It's over," Dobin said.

"Wake up," Colbert replied, and asked, "what about you?"

"I'm full." What could Faulkner say.

He looked at the screen in front of him, and saw a few screens, each showing different videos. At first glance, it seems that they are different operations. Take a closer look. All are today.

"I want a screen too." Faulkner sat politely in the front row.

Several Yunyi doctors looked at Faulkner and saw the moon from abroad, all silent.

A staff member of Yunyi quickly sent a new kit over with a cart. In front of Faulkner, he set up a set of audio-visual system, and gave Faulkner a headset and a corresponding remote control.

Faulkner took it, opened today's video, and nobody watched it.

The visitor room returned to peace until the next doctor arrived.

...

Early the next morning.

Dew had just hung the leaves, and the worms that had risen early had just finished serving, and Du Jiadong was awake.

Dr. Yan, who was in the duty room, was inexplicably surprised. He called quickly and gave Lao Yongyong, Dean Bo, Master Du, Master Li, Manager Niu, Director Zhu, Director Ma, Luo who gave himself a red envelope and left the phone yesterday. Supervisor, Young Girl Yang, Young Gou, Pregnant Mao, Yu Baby ...

Not long after, ICU was surrounded by people inside and outside three laps.

"It's all up to you, thank you, thank you." Lao Yongyong entered the ICU. Although he only said a few words to the chairman, he was also very excited and couldn't control himself. The lab coat issued a red envelope, and even if he was driven away, he laughed.

Wang Chuanwen, who was also waiting outside the intensive care unit, looked at this scene and was quite touched. The operation of his brother Wang Chuanli was performed by Ling Ran, and Wang Chuanwen can still remember the excitement.

Coincidentally, Dean Bo of Junan Clinic was beside him, and Wang Chuanwen asked: "Does Dean Bo know this doctor? I heard that it is the family doctor of the chairman of Dongjia Group?"

Dean Bo was trying to develop Wang Chuanwen, a new rich, into his own client, and said with a smile: "Not only I know, but also some familiar, Dr. Luo, gave Chairman Du Jiadong a family doctor for more than ten years."

"It seems to be of some use." Wang Chuanwen recalled his experience during this time, and suddenly felt that having a family doctor could be a lot more convenient, especially if he and the family doctor's interests were consistent.

Dean Bo stunned, but didn't know how to answer.

Wang Chuanwen didn't think too much, so he went to Lao Yongyong, said hello, and said a few greetings, "How many customers does Mr. Lao have now?"

Lao Yongyong stunned Wang Chuanwen, especially the dean Bo, beside him, his expression became serious: "This is the trade secret."

"So do you mind adding another customer?" Wang Chuanwen smiled.

"The charges on my side aren't cheap." Although Lao Yongyong did not reject people thousands of miles away, he was also more arrogant.

If Chairman Du failed to survive this time, most of Lao Yongyong would need to find a home. However, now that he has survived, Lao Yongyong is not so urgent about whether he has one more client.

Wang Chuanwen was in front of him, saying: "The fees are a little bit more expensive, as long as the value for money is good."

"The medical profession ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ has always been one point more service, ten times more expensive." Lao Yongyong's eyes fell on Bo's face, but his words rushed a little.

Wang Chuanwen smiled even more: "It makes sense for you to say that, this is my business card ..."

Lao Yongyong hesitated to accept it.

Mr. Bo's eyes were straight.

Outside of the ICU, it wasn't originally a conversation place, but Wang Chuanwen left Lao Yongyong a business card, and the intention was quite strong.

Dean Bo had no time to pay attention to Lao Yongyong, followed Wang Chuanwen first, and whispered: "Mr. Wang thinks this doctor is suitable?"

"A little arrogant, a little stubborn, and it doesn't sound good, um, you need more money." Wang Chuanwen summarized it, but smiled: "But isn't it true for those who really have the ability?"

Dean Bo was stunned. When did eyesight become a skill without eyesight?