Great Doctor Ling Ran

The next day.

Ling Ran reported to the emergency department of Yunhua Hospital as usual.

的 The management requirements of medical interns are similar to those of doctors, and check-in and check-in on time are all available.

Different from yesterday, Ling Ran brought his mother's lunch with him.

Comrade Tao Ping rarely cooks. She invests a limited amount of time in unlimited piano, calligraphy, painting, singing and dancing, drinking tea, playing with cups, making Hanfu, photography and taking pictures, female red embroidery, and so on. It is impossible to handle housework day after day.

However, I have to say that Comrade Tao Ping's learning ability is as high as her face value. Occasionally, the food cooked by the cook is often delicious. It is doubtful: What kind of pig food did I use in this bowl yesterday?

For this reason, Comrade Tao Taoping distributed her lunch to Ling Ran as a reward.

The bento consisting of roasted beef, roast goose, sausage, lettuce, pakchoi, potatoes, corn, avocado, fragrant pear, dragon fruit and rice, is neatly contained in a three-layer thin snail lacquer ware in traditional Chinese style with soy sauce , Vinegar, salt and pepper, chili oil, and mustard, just the sense of ritual is enough to stagger.

The rare thing is that the taste is worthy of the visual effect. Ms. Tao Ping's seriousness in doing things is far beyond ordinary people, but it is a bit unproductive ...

"Ling Ran, come with me." Dr. Zhou waited at the door of the office, and raised his hand when he saw Ling Ran.

"What's wrong?" Ling Ran walked into the room, quickly put down the paint box, and put on a white coat.

"The director wants to see you." Dr. Zhou said solemnly: "I didn't expect that you were really a medical intern. He wanted to review all the cases yesterday. Alas, why don't you say ..."

"Yesterday was the first day of my internship." Ling Ran did not know the rules in the hospital.

Dr. Zhou Zhou is a good old man. He patted his forehead and said, "I blame me. I didn't ask clearly. I looked at your suture and thought it was from another hospital for training."

Although both medical interns and trainees from other hospitals come to study, their level and status are obviously very different.

Before waiting for Ling Ran to explain, Dr. Zhou urged again: "Stop talking about this, and the director will ask questions for a while, so don't say you don't understand, just say I can see what you can do before letting you do sutures. ,Understand?"

"OK." Ling Ran answered very happy.

Dr. Zhou Zhou was a bit out of touch, saying, "You are not humble?"

"What's modest?"

"Let you say this, I have to take responsibility." Dr. Zhou waved his hand and said, "Forget it, medical interns can carry out medical practice under the authorization of the attending physician. Without the supervision and authorization of the attending physician Both of us are responsible for the operation, so you have to say that I authorize it. "

解释 He couldn't explain it clearly.

Ling Ling nodded and said, "All operations are performed under your authorization and supervision."

"That's what it means." Dr. Zhou said with a smile, "Relax, we might be able to work as a colleague in the future. Your suture practice is really good. It wasn't learned in school, it is very experienced. "

"Occasionally help at the clinic at home." What can Ling Ran say?

"What's the name of the clinic at home?"

"Xiagou Clinic."

Dr. Zhou Zhou secretly remembered, thinking: Is it a private clinic run by RB people?

霍 The director of the emergency department, Huo Congjun, is an old doctor with a wrinkled face. When he asked Ling Ran a few questions, he let him go, but just told Dr. Zhou to supervise it.

Out of the door, Ling Ran and Dr. Zhou Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com then looked at each other and smiled.

"Our director used to be a military doctor, and he paid particular attention to efficiency. But don't take it lightly ..." Dr. Zhou assumed Ling Ran's supervision duties and could not help saying more.

Ling Ran nodded.

Dr. Wu Zhou sighed again: "Everyone said that the doctor is gifted. Your gift ... is really good."

I want to say no envy is false.

He has been attending a doctor for ten years, and he only climbed a little bit in terms of the hospital's title curve. As for the technical curve, it can only be said that it is just the beginning.

However, from his current technical perspective, Ling Ran's stitching technology has really reached a certain level.

Any technology, it is not easy to climb to a certain height, let alone the technology of life-threatening technology, any improvement is invaluable.

Ling Ling's level of stitching, even if he can't do anything else, specialize in stitching in the future, no worries without food.

Otherwise, why the director who has always demanded strictness, let lightly let off Ling Ran and let him continue to supervise and authorize.

Only a doctor knows how difficult it is to improve this basic medical technique.

A young medical student in his early twenties who can master high-level suture techniques requires extremely rare talents.

既然 "Now that the director has agreed, there will be sutured patients today, and they will all be handed to you." Dr. Zhou's feelings ended, and the idea of ​​laziness again.

Ling Ran immediately agreed.

The two of them talked and returned to the emergency department. Ling Ran followed Dr. Zhou directly into the treatment room, and envy the little doctors and interns who were waiting outside.

At the same time, Yang Hu also took his father Yang Zhongshu to Yunhua Hospital and hung up the expert account of hand surgery.