Great Doctor Ling Ran

Nesta made a round in the Shao's house, and had nothing to do, and turned back.

Everyone has eaten spicy grilled chicken wings, spicy grilled squid, then spicy grilled eggplant and spicy grilled potato chips from spicy roast beef.

Looking at all kinds of red and bright peppers, Nesta secretly drools, but can only endure.

Ling Ran stared at the tears on Nesta's face.

The last time he met South African athletes not only loved crying, but also gave away treasure chests.

Nesta is not as crying as South Africans, but according to Ling Ran, even if there are no three or four treasure chests, there is still a chance that one chest will be delivered in advance.

Ling Ran stared at Nesta, thinking.

Nesta also looked at Ling Ran, his face inexplicable.

Snapped!

Ling Ran stunned for a moment, why not "ding"?

When I turned my head, I saw a photographer, even a SLR, and fell into the Shao family hall from the door.

In order to keep his SLR, the photographer's left hand elbow touched the ground first, watching the angle become strange, and the SLR protected by his other hand was of course broken.

"Basically equivalent to breaking a Jetta." Dr. Zhou said before getting up to see the patient.

Ling Ran turned to the back kitchen to wash her hands.

Boss Shao hurriedly came over carrying the medicine box, and brought an employee with the order in his mouth:

"Empty a location first."

"Bring the stretcher, just use it in the storeroom. Stand up."

"Let's move the lights for two people. I've found some people here to measure them. The matching of several lights is basically the effect of a shadowless lamp."

"Where's the fence? Bring the fence."

When Ling Ran came back after washing his hands, what he saw was an operating room at the end of the 19th century and the beginning of the 20th century. Although the operating table was a bit crude, the shadowless lamp was a bit crude, the outer wall of the operating room was a bit crude, The medical equipment is also a bit humble and the sanitary conditions are not good enough, but it is really a humble operating room.

Ling Ran and Dr. Zhou looked at each other.

Boss Shao was proud of himself: "Don't think that your hospital knows how to update the equipment, and our Shao family restaurant also knows how to update the equipment."

Dr. Zhou rolled his eyelids: "Other barbecue shops need to update their equipment. Generally, it is kitchen equipment."

Boss Shao froze, his eyes fluttering: "My kitchen equipment is long enough ..."

"So update the medical equipment?" Dr. Zhou answered smoothly, but was very skeptical of Boss Shao's logic.

Nesta couldn't understand Chinese, and quietly asked Dr. Pooh: "Do Chinese restaurants and hospitals run together?"

"Maybe it's just a custom." Pooh pulled out his phone: "Wait a minute, I Google ... The network is not very good, it seems like it can't be opened ... Who says China's Internet speed is fast, wait a minute ..."

"That ... I can't move my arm."

The cameraman called out on the simple operating table.

"Here it is." Dr. Zhou took the gloves out of Boss Shao's medical box and put them on, then turned the cameraman over and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I ... just take a few photos of Ling Ran."

"Take a picture of Dr. Ling? Why?"

"Readers love to read. Newspapers and magazines sell well. I care why ... hiss ..." The photographer breathed in between his teeth. "Take it lightly, I said, why don't you have points in your heart?"

Dr. Zhou looked up to see Ling Ran's face, only to feel that he was stabbed by light.

"You're the paparazzi?" Dr. Zhou couldn't help wondering.

"Dog ... your sister ... I'm just taking a picture. I'm going to lose the money I made this time." The photographer regrets his SLR.

Mr. Shao looked at his ears and scratched his head, "How is it? Would you like an operation? I have everything ready for disinfection."

"The operation is to be done, there is no need to do it here." Dr. Zhou gave a judgment based on the level of the emergency department: "Call an ambulance to the hospital, it is just a few bones broken."

"That's it?" The photographer cried.

Dr. Zhou poked his lips, looked at Mr. Shao's medicine box, and asked, "Would you like a painkiller?"

The photographer hesitated.

Boss Shao looked at him, but unfortunately said: "Good people, straight down, there is no big deal, now people are really lucky."

The photographer was furious: "What's the matter?"

Boss Shao sneered, revealing his upper body clothes, exposing the horizontal and vertical blades, while picking up the mobile phone, pressing speed dial, and connecting to the back lane: "Shao family's restaurant, you need an ambulance. The patient was a male, about 40 years old, and was injured. Inability to act ... "

"Roger that."

...

Nesta returned to Yunyi's ward, sleeping in a soft bed, and couldn't help feeling confident.

"Dr. Winnie, you are right. China's medical standards are absolutely world-class." Nesta's tone was firm.

Pooh asked, "Why?"

"Although I don't understand Chinese, I can see real China." Nesta solemnly said: "Think about it. When a restaurant on the roadside has the level of a community hospital, this country is the best What level of hospital, the best doctor? "

"Well……"

"I think Chinese hospitals and medical care should be like a Jamaican sprint. It is a nationwide behavior. From the moment of birth, everyone is to cross the finish line first ..." 20 years old Nesta said with hope, "This kind of hospital, this kind of doctor will definitely cure my Achilles tendon ..."

Pooh hummed and said, "You're right."

The next day.

7 am.

Nesta was pushed into the operating room.

Pooh followed closely and followed the other visiting doctors into the operating room.

Yunhua Hospital has no easy-to-use classroom. It is usually used to fool medical students. It is not easy to use in formal occasions. People still use close observation.

Pooh looked at both sides. Only Dr. Zhou was a little familiar, and he moved over and asked, "Did Dr. Ling also perform an operation on an Ecuadorian athlete yesterday? Was the operation successful?"

"Very successful." Dr. Zhou gave an affirmative answer, and said in English: "Ling Ran had 7 cases of Achilles tendon repair yesterday and all were successful."

"Uh ... terrific." By the time Pooh nodded slightly, he looked up and wanted to talk to Nesta when the anesthesiologist was already on the field.

Followed by Ling Ran, Yu Zhu and Ma Zhulin.

And then……

The surgery is done.

Pooh looked at his watch. The journey took 1 hour and 45 minutes. It's a little long for standard Achilles tendon surgery, but it's a little shorter than what he knows about Zhu-Ling Achilles tendon repair.

"The operation went smoothly." Ling Ran saw Pooh, and thanked her for her internationalism and sent her patients to her. She gave her a smile in line with social expectations, and explained: "Comparison of Achilles tendon rupture in patients Neat, and the basic conditions are very good, I guess I can recover very quickly. "

Pooh expressed gratitude for her belief that she often said "successful" after performing surgery on her own patients, but whether the results were smooth or not did not always come according to her estimates.

On the contrary, the doctors who came to visit were very excited. In any case, Ling Ran had performed operations on 3 foreign athletes in succession. Now it is not only Yunhua, the medical community in Changxi Province has paid attention to this. The whole medical profession is a good thing.

Huo Congjun raised the hair on his neck, glanced around, and when he saw the nozzle, there was no dissident who expressed different opinions ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Nodded with satisfaction: "Everyone can sit in the conference room and speak freely. Let's Let ’s give play to the spirit of democracy ... ”

Turning around, Huo Congjun came to Vice President Zhou, who was familiar, and laughed, "Han Xiaogui of Orthopedics didn't dare to come."

"Don't bully people by virtue of their age. In a few years, everyone will be called Lao Mo."

"Han Lao Mo? He deserves it?" Huo Congjun's neck furrowed, with a complete posture: "Oh!"

Vice President Zhou laughed.

After the two fell side by side, Huo Congjun looked at no one on either side, and then said, "Dean Zhou, we are now beginning to perform surgery on foreigners. Can the emergency center sign be hung up?"

With the guise of foreign friends, Vice President Zhou's attitude relaxed a lot, saying: "The hospital really needs to pay attention to this matter, and the superior department is also very supportive of our medical internationalization ... Lao Huo, you are lucky, Pick up a Ling Ran, he hasn't signed the contract yet, you have to be optimistic ... "

"Let him register for the New Year's Eve, and get it in a few months."

"Be careful of night long dreams."

"Yes." Huo Congjun took the opportunity to say: "By the way, Ling Ran's treatment team, Ma Yilin is a regular practitioner of hand surgery, I'm considering whether I can turn him over ..."

"No, Director Jinxi told me specifically, Ma Yanlin is not allowed to change."

"Well, then we have to add another person." Huo Congjun said, accented: "Ling Ran has the ability to build a team. Several of his doctors are well trained, the team is built, and he also I can't bear to leave, isn't it? "

Vice President Zhou smiled very cheerfully, showing his mouth full of white teeth: "Now people are shouting everywhere. I will help you think of ways. People can find it, and I can't guarantee the quality. You adjust it internally."

Huo Congjun promised down.