Great Doctor Ling Ran

"Hello, do you know where Dr. Ling went?" Wang Jia appeared mysteriously at the nurse station.

In the nurse's station surrounded by two 78-meter wide tables, more than ten young nurses are like little soldiers guarding the city. They need to face the flock of family members and patients, and firmly hold the front.

In the nurse's station, in the small room for rest and changing medicine, the little nurses can relax a bit, as if they are reserve troops, while chatting and chatting while playing mail.

Wang Jia's topic obviously piqued everyone's points of interest. A few nurses looked at it and it was humane: "Did Dr. Ling go home? Is he back for surgery?"

"I guess you guessed 10 times, you can't even guess." Wang Jia lowered her voice and said, "I saw the circle of friends of the students in Yiyuan County Hospital, and there was Dr. Ling inside."

"Yiyuan County Hospital?" For many nurses, these remote places are even not conceptual.

"Dr. Ling went flying knife." Wang Jia whispered.

Flying knife was a metaphor before. It was a nonsense among doctors, but it became a simple noun only when more people knew it.

Nowadays, although high-end doctors make flying knives all year round, talking about flying knives in the hospital is still somewhat taboo.

Several small nurses crowded into a group and went to see Wang Jia's WeChat. Sure enough, someone saw Ling Ran's front, side, back, and photos taken from a distance ...

Especially when they saw the last picture, the little nurses said they couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's shameless."

"What's the picture in the air? We want to do it together."

"Well."

After everyone yelled at the enemy, they began to study Ling Ran's photos again.

Someone asked Wang Jia to download a few of these photos and send them to himself. After Wang Jiazhao did it, he had to repeat it.

When she was busy, she heard someone say, "So, Dr. Ling really started making money."

"A flying knife?"

"I heard that there are tens of thousands of flying knives at once."

"It's not necessarily, the doctors in our hospital are usually a few thousand yuan." Nurse Liu didn't know when she came over, but she was a little older, but she looked at Ling Ran's photo, and said with a voice: "No matter what , Dr. Ling will not be short of money in the future. "

"Dr. Ling was not short of money." Wang Jia retorted.

Nurse Liu laughed twice, and wanted to tell the little girl about material marriage and the mutual promotion of the material and spiritual civilization of marriage and the universality of social cognition and the impact of universal social cognition on human social behavior.

Later, Nurse Liu only pointed to Wang Haiyang's sideways in a photo, and said, "Ling Ran is estimated to be following Director Wang who is undergoing surgery. Director Wang's flying knife is 10,000 yuan at a time."

"Do you know this?"

"Director Wang likes to say this in private: I fly at least 10,000 at a time ..." Nurse Liu learned the voice of Wang Haiyang, grinned twice, and said, "He is actually 10,000."

Wang Jia nodded clearly: "If he takes 10,000, Dr. Ling will also take 10,000. Wow, Dr. Ling is so good ..."

Nurse Liu's head was going to be confused: "The two of them must go for a share of money, which is about 10,000 in total."

"If Dr. Ling took 9000, and Director Wang took 1,000, it would be a lot of money." Everyone was interested in making distributions, and Nurse Liu who laughed also laughed. At such times, no one cares what the truth is.

The next day.

As soon as Ling Ran arrived at the department, he was surrounded by a group of little nurses.

Ling Ran was naturally very familiar with the siege of the little girls, and he stood still waiting for them to speak.

"Dr. Ling, let's take a group photo." The former little nurse requested and took the mobile phone to take a photo.

Ling Ran stood still and didn't speak or move, and Quan Zuo was a background board, just like when he was hanging a sign at the mall door.

After everyone took a picture and started making friends, Ling Ran continued to move forward and asked, "Is this a patient with broken fingers today?"

He received surgery information on his mobile phone, but there was no specific information.

Wang Jia immediately said: "There is a decoration worker who cut his fingers when cutting the tiles. His **** were off and he was on the road. There was about an hour to come."

"so far?"

"It was sent from the outskirts. The family arrived first." Wang Jia said with a pout.

Ling Ran looked at the situation and saw a mother with her daughter sitting in a chair in the waiting room, tearful.

He saw the other party, and the other party saw Ling Ran at once.

Different from the family members of common patients, she noticed that Ling Ran's woman let go of her daughter without a word, and ran in a stride: "Doctor? Is my husband here?"

"The ambulance is still on the road," Wang Jia quickly explained.

"Are you the doctor who performed surgery on my husband?" The woman did not chase a question, but asked very logically.

Ling Ran rarely dealt with the patients' families, and at this time was a bit stunned.

"You are Dr. Ling. I have seen it on the Internet. They said that the Yunyi Emergency Department is now replanting the broken finger. It is a young and handsome doctor. No one else." Qiang smiled and said, "My name is He Jinxiu. It belongs to the patient's family and sells agricultural supplies."

"Hello." Ling Ran said hello, and then said, "I haven't seen the patient yet, I don't know anything about it now."

He Jinxiu took out a paper towel and blew his nose vigorously, and said, "I know, I just want to tell you about our family ..."

"That ... Dr. Ling should go to the rounds now ..." Wang Jia wanted to interrupt him.

He Jinxiu stared at Ling Ran and said, "I'll take a few minutes."

"You say it." Ling Ran didn't leave immediately.

"My husband Yuan Wei, he is working hard for our mother and our family." He Jinxiu said: "My father had gone two years ago, cancer, and owed a **** debt. Yuan Wei His father, my husband, also had cancer last year and owed a sum of money. Yuan Wei did it during the day and also at night. He helped me sell agricultural supplies when the farm was busy. , I am not afraid of hard work and hard work ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He ... he ... we are so unlucky ... "

He Jinxiu said, crying sobbing, and the daughter standing behind with timidity also cried.

Ling Ran took a deep breath and spit it out again.

He Jinxiu only described to him a family background. He did not make a request, let alone noisy. However, this family background gave Ling Ran a heavy pressure.

"Let the imaging department be ready, and when the ambulance arrives, it will take an MRI." Ling Ran could only scream.

laugh.

He Jinxiu blew out another piece of paper and continued to cry. Pressure from all directions made her cry well only in the hospital.

Task: Perfect stitching

Task content: Use perfect grade broken finger replantation technology to perfectly stitch patient Yuan Wei's fingers.

Quest reward: Intermediate treasure chest