Great Doctor Ling Ran

Dong Sheng probed his head in front of the Xiagou Clinic, his expression was full of doubt.

"Winter, why don't you go in?" The alley in the alley saw Dongsheng's yellow sand suit, and recognized him. The Twelve Springs Temple is a little small, and it's more or less famous. Earlier years In the season when the old monk was still down the mountain, the people in Xiagou knew him.

After giving birth in winter, he wondered: "The smell that floats out, smells like holiday, worrying about disturbing."

The neighborhood froze, and shook its nose and smelled it, and couldn't help laughing. "What Chinese New Year and New Year? This is the taste of making bad meat and fried potatoes."

Dongsheng thought dumbly for a long time, and said suddenly: "The smell of fireworks on the earth, thank you for your help."

The neighbour laughed out loud: "I knew how to play Zen Feng at a young age."

"It's a Zen machine, a donor."

"Winter is born." The neighborhood suddenly reached out and touched Xiaosha's smooth head: "The more you read, the more reactionary, the bigger the child, the less cute you are."

"Door ... are you fighting with me?" Xiaosha was confused.

He looked up again, his head was a bit cold, and the talented neighbourhood was gone.

Xiao Shami looked at the sect of Xiagou Clinic, stepped forward, knocked on the door, and stepped inside.

The gates of the Xiagou Clinic are half-open. When Dongsheng enters, he sees that the hospital is full of people, talking and laughing, just like usual.

In the middle of the yard, there is a large straight steel rebar, filled with oiled potato cubes, a large bowl next to it, filled with red and bright spices, and next to it is a stack of small bowls and several cylinders. toothpick.

Dong Sheng knew at a glance that this meant to be open to people. Some people in the village are doing charity, and that's what they do. Maybe there aren't so many people coming.

"Dongsheng, I think you are coming soon." Ling Jie porridge pushed over a flat cart with a pot of fried potatoes on it.

"Lord Ling ... I wonder what day it is?"

Ling Jie porch approached, and naturally reached out his hand, struggling to touch Dongsheng's brain, and said, "Why don't you grow up?"

"Lord Don ..." Dong Sheng revealed his head under your clutches and made a good expression, saying, "I measured my height the other day, and it's already 0.8 cm tall."

Ling Jieyu laughed and laughed: "It's the difference between not wearing shoes and wearing shoes. My family, Ling Ran, is growing up at your age."

Xiao Sha Mi Dongsheng's expression changed slightly, and she desperately recalled whether she had worn shoes when measuring her height twice.

"Come on the bowl of potatoes, don't look at the red dry ingredients next to it, but when you eat it, it's not spicy at all. There are more than a dozen kinds of seasonings in it, the secret ingredient of our ancestral family." Scoop a bowl of potatoes for Dongsheng, and then sprinkle the secret ingredients directly on it with a spoon, saying: "Hot potatoes with cold ingredients, it is best to eat them. Take two bites when eating, don't get hot."

"Thank you, Donald Ling."

"Oh, do you want to give someone a massage later? Many neighborhoods like your technique."

"Really?" Xiao Sha Mi Dongsheng was pleasantly surprised.

In the temple, occasionally guests who came to burn incense were looking for his master, and no one had ever called him by name.

Ling Jie porridge affirmed: "Of course it is true. Many neighborhoods are old. You press it for a long time and the charges are reasonable. They like it very much." Ling Jie porridge smiled and asked: "I will Hang the sign for you? "

"Thank you, Don. Ling Xiao."

Ling Jie porridge put the things, immediately went to the utility room, and hung a plaque on the porch with the words "Tuotuo 5 minutes for 10 minutes, and then press", and then "Tuotuo 2 minutes 25 yuan, registered in advance "The brand was taken off.

Dongsheng had eaten oiled potatoes and went to help as soon as he touched his mouth.

There are a lot of daily tasks in the clinic. Just changing the bottle, the busy Juanzi can not lose weight, and can go to work every day to lose weight. Dongsheng helped re-make the bed, wiped the floor, wiped the table, and replaced the pillows in the spare room.

The basic work is done, and there is a neighbourhood who wants to massage. Winter is busy in the afternoon, and then I have a free time to rest. I lay down comfortably on the lounge chair under the corridor.

Aside, Ling Ran just started a new game. The voice of "the enemy has five seconds to reach the battlefield" came from the mobile phone.

Dongsheng glanced at Ling Ran blankly and asked, "Dr. Ling, did I do massage to make you okay?"

"No." Ling Ran bluntly said, "There are too few people in our alley to massage, it's not fun to focus."

"Oh." Dongsheng couldn't help but relax, continued to lean on the reclining chair and watched Ling Ran playing games. After waiting for about a minute, he saw Ling Ran left the screen with his hands. Dong Sheng immediately asked: "Dr. Ling, I There was a problem when I used it to rotate and lift down. I always feel that it is not the position ... "

"It's a bit difficult for you to rotate and lift. You can use the stretching method first, and you can give me a try." Dong Sheng immediately got up and pulled Ling Ran's neck.

While enjoying it, Ling Ran pointed out: "Yes, that's it, the power of pulling can be greater, find the position, and follow the thumb ... well ... wait a minute ..."

The character in Ling Ran's game is resurrected. He grasps the phone with both hands, looks serious, and looks attentively.

Dong Sheng also sat down, took a break, and looked at Ling Ran's movements.

Within two minutes, Ling Ran's phone had been dropped on the table.

Dong Sheng jumped up, put his hands on Ling Ran's neck, and said, "Dr. Ling, I felt it again just now. Is that so?"

"Yep……"

"not bad……"

"carry on……"

Ling Ran trained Dongsheng for a day, then went to the hospital in the afternoon, and gave a three-fingered finger that had just been sent to him, and then went to the hand surgery department to assist Director Wang Haiyang in the repair of Achilles tendon.

Director Wang Haiyang heard about his record under Zhu Tongyi, so he came up with some ideas and tested them.

Regardless of how much Ling Ran has, for him, surgery is enough.

Speaking of which, the beds in the emergency department are more tense than the beds in the bone and joint and sports medical centers. The latter has 180 beds. The emergency department only has more than 70 beds, and a small half of them are extra beds in the hospital. Not upright.

If it is better than an extra bed, the emergency department can mobilize 200 beds to be the limit. By then, everyone will walk sideways. Orthopedic joints and sports medicine centers are different. Their large departments of more than 30 doctors occupy such a large building. When needed, it is possible to easily open 200 or even 300 beds. The medical staff is not enough. With the reputation of Tongyi, hundreds of doctors are brought here to help, which is just a few phone calls.

Nurses can even be hired from third-party companies for nothing more than a degree of trouble.

The only benefit of the emergency department is the low demand for beds from other doctors.

When placed in a professional department, anyone who has reached the level of primary care and who needs surgery needs to look at the hospital bed as if it were a lifeblood. In some hospitals, in order to balance the relationship between doctors, the beds are allocated to people. Which doctor has several beds is arranged clearly.

In comparison, doctors in the emergency department don't care much about this. The more severe the patients, the more they rescued them, but the more they were sent away. For example, the first-level endangered patients, whether it is cerebral infarction, myocardial infarction or excessive hemorrhagic shock, will be sent to specialized departments such as neurology and cardiology after first aid.

Unless it is Huo Congjun, a part-time doctor in burn department will have higher requirements for the hospital bed. In this regard, he is actually working in a professional department.

In order to save the bed, Ling Ran even gave up the good habit of surgery in the early morning. When a patient with broken three fingers arrived, he would perform the operation when he did not allow the patient to wait for a while.

Of course, patients with broken **** do not need to be in a long line of hand surgery. The scale of Yunyi's hand surgery is large, and the competition is more fierce. Watching Ling Ran doing broken finger replanting every day is unavoidable. There is something to learn.

At six in the afternoon, Ling Ran scanned the electronic medical records, checked the medical records and medications in the past few days, and then praised Yu Yuan with emphasis, saying, "Yu Yuan wrote the most meticulous."

Yu Yuan raised her head proudly, and glanced at Lu Wenbin and Ma Yilin with a smile, and said, "Their time is used for cooking."

Lu Wenbin and Ma Yilin were astonished.

"You're injustice." The two said in unison, stunned for a moment, and spoke at the same time:

"I read the dissertation when I was cooking the trotters."

"Few people eat the salted fish in bags."

Looking at each other, it seems that there is a collision of thoughts, a hug of talents, a squeeze of pursuit ...

"Yu Yuan is typing very fast." Lu Wenbin took a sigh of relief and decided to praise Yu Yuan first.

Ma Yanlin understood it and said, "We are all very slow at playing computers."

Yu Yuan proudly glanced at them: "My fastest typing speed is 200 words per minute, which is not fast at all."

"200 words a minute, we did not copy and paste so fast." Lu Wenbin found a breakthrough.

Ma Yanlin smiled evilly: "It is better to hand over the medical records to Yu Yuan to write. We are slow to write thesis and the quality is poor. We might as well assign work ..."

"Don't ..." It was Yuyuan's turn to be frightened this time ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Don't go home first, wait for the meeting. Huo Congjun roared in the office, and then let people use the horn to make notifications.

Ling Ran and others couldn't help but stand and looked at Huo Congjun.

It is normal for doctors to work overtime, so notifications are not common.

"Here is a helicopter. Several phone calls were made to the dean, so be careful." Huo Congjun nodded Ling Ran, and said, "You go with me to pick up the plane. You can do it without saying. ?"

"can."

"Several leaders in the hospital also picked up the plane, letting you show your face, and it is convenient to work afterwards." Huo Congjun picked up a crumpled white coat and said to Ling Ran: "You pick a new point , Show the style of our emergency department ... well, you can also ... "

The creases in Ling Ran's white coat were obvious, but he put on his body and no one went to see the creases.

He doesn't finish watching, who will look at the clothes!