Great Doctor Ling Ran

In early summer, the plants were flourishing.

Chrysanthemum has accumulated the essence of one year and sprayed it out in a very short period of time. Within a day, thousands of children will be born. The corridors and halls that will be planted will be decorated like a grassland in the rainy season.

The big white goose tethered within a radius of 5 meters of the fountain, like a feudal lord, guards his territory, and does not allow anyone to peep, whether holding a camera or a video camera, or a doctor wearing a white coat. Don't try to please it.

Today, the area around Dabai Goose Fragrant Garden is relatively quiet.

Reporters and photographers from all over the country, holding long guns and short cannons ... Fans and support groups from all over the world, holding a shining "Meng Xue" on their chests, spelling out "Shan Yuge" with LED lights on the back ... ...

The difference is that journalists and photographers are scrambling all over the world. Even the operating room has to find a way to search. The fans will converge much more. They stay quietly in their own area, and some stand in Chlorophytum. Among the bushes, some stood among the green pansies, and some stood among the spider plants and green pansies ...

Others who were threatened by the big white goose humbly crouched around Xiangmanyuan and tweeted while taking pictures.

Also taking photos and posting Weibo is Dr. Zhou.

He took a picture, tweeted, and kept replying, and said a few words from time to time> "Ah, there are too many people now, and they are all looking for Ling Ran."

"Dr. Ling? Dr. Ling was on the night shift yesterday. They didn't block anyone, so they ran to the hospital."

"Home? It's useless at home. Dr. Ling spends most of his time in the hospital. However, the Xiagou Clinic has gone to a lot of people. It seems that the business in Xiagou Street is not good. Everyone is happy."

"As far as I'm concerned, no one seems to be upset. Ling Ran will not be upset, he always looks like that, ha ha ha ha ..."

Dr. Zhou was elated, and a small hoarse voice came from behind him: "Do you know Ling Ran?"

Dr. Zhou turned around and saw seven or eight young ladies and three or four younger brothers, who had surrounded himself.

A cold sweat instantly slipped from Dr. Zhou's coccygeal bone.

"Which Ling Ran?" Don't look at Dr. Zhou's cheeky face of salted fish for many years, but in the face of a crowd of people, Dr. Zhou is still very guilty, especially the young ladies and sisters present. More detailed than the medical representatives ...

"He must know that he hasn't run away." The ladies and sisters came to an instant conclusion.

Then, a young lady with a pill head came forward, raised her face, looked at Dr. Zhou, and said, "Where did Ling Ran go? If you don't hand it over, we won't give up. "

"What can you do if you don't want to stop?" Dr. Zhou pretended to be fearless.

"We can find out all the medical records you made. Please check all the doctors in the regiment." Miss Sister raised her hand to speak.

Dr. Zhou laughed twice, indifferently saying, "The Health Bureau has checked 800 times."

"We can complain that you received a red envelope."

"But I don't accept red envelopes." Dr. Zhou smiled. He still used to receive red envelopes. Now ... the doctors in the emergency department have no hope of receiving red envelopes.

The younger sister smiled again: "Then we will give you a red envelope."

"Well?" Dr. Zhou didn't expect it to be opened like this, but thought deeply.

"Come here, add a WeChat, as long as you tell Dr. Ling's whereabouts, we'll send a red envelope. Once you find someone, send it again ..." The younger sister persuaded Dr. Zhou very nicely.

Dr. Zhou was inexplicably sad.

Thinking back then, red envelopes were really a good thing.

At that time, why did everyone rush to do surgery. When everyone's income is very low, the main knife can get as little as two or three hundred, as many as seven or eight hundred yuan or even one thousand yuan in red envelopes. After a day of surgery, the red envelopes are paid more than the monthly salary.

Nowadays, if you want to get such income, you can only do flying knife.

However, how can the flying knife do what the ordinary attendant can do.

What makes Dr. Zhou sad most is that when everyone was living a good life, the doctors in the emergency department were poor like refugees among doctors. Nowadays, the income of medical staff has been reduced, and the emergency doctors are still inside. poor……

Dr. Zhou's gaze became deeper.

If your material income is low, you must strengthen your own spiritual construction. Otherwise, you may easily get depression ...

"Good, you can tell it when we know it. We won't say it." The younger sister of Maruko Tou felt that she was not persuasive enough. With a look, a little brother stood up and persuaded softly.

Dr. Zhou was awake and came to his senses.

"That ..." Dr. Zhou considered the language.

"Wait!" Miss Marukoto suddenly interrupted Dr. Zhou's words and looked at the mobile phone. She said: "Five people have been found. They just entered the parking lot. Oh, it is said that they are running very fast and their bodies are good ... The operating room. "

Putting down the mobile phone, Miss Wantou shook her head and said to Dr. Zhou, "Sorry, we don't need you anymore."

"Thank you." Dr. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, and the pressure was still great, which was not weaker than the doctor-patient dispute.

"Let's go to the operating room to catch Ling Ran." Ms. Wanzitou raised her hand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~.

Dr. Zhou couldn't help but laughed twice.

"What are you laughing at?" Another long, good-looking young lady shook her head, and Horsetail almost gave Dr. Zhou a slap.

Dr. Zhou hid a bit, with a smile on his face: "You can't enter the operating room, how can you catch someone?"

"Can't we get into the operating room?" Ma Wei turned to ask Wanzitou.

Wanzitou groaned: "It seems to say that it doesn't matter how many people go in, as long as you change your clothes, but forget it, you can't blacken Brother Sanyu."

"Also, but ..." Sister Ma Wei flattened her mouth. "We just want to see what a doctor looks like. Now that we have said that it is a private doctor, what if we meet?"

Dr. Zhou could not help but vomited: "Hundreds of you rushed in, who would dare to see you, in case it was torn, which doctor could fight it back?"

"Let's stop him in the operating room." Miss Marukoto made a decision: "When he can't stay out, let's ask him again."

Dr. Zhou froze, and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Good luck, then."

"Are there other doors to the operating room?" Miss Marukoto responded quickly.

"There are indeed a few doors, but it doesn't make sense if you are all blocked." Dr. Zhou smiled. "Ling Ran is a person who can live in the operating room."

"We can also live outside the operating room and see who has consumed it!" Ponytail swept over again, full of pride.

"You guys." Dr. Zhou paused and watched a few people leave quickly, and couldn't help but ask a little curiously, "Say, aren't you fans of Meng Xue? What's the benefit of blocking Ling Ran?"

"If your doctor Ling is annoying, we are black powder." Ms. Wanzitou turned and said quietly, but her voice was murderous.