Great Doctor Ling Ran

7am.

The sound of sweeping floors came from the yard.

Ling Ran couldn't fall asleep long ago, a **** turned up, took a bath, changed a pair of used underwear, put on pajamas and walked out, thinking: Could it be that winter came?

In the courtyard, a straight back, straight up the waist, is sweeping the floor, but it is the part-time doctor of the clinic, Miao Tansheng.

Hearing the sound from upstairs, Miao Tan swept the floor with his back to the second floor more seriously. Those pickle-like eyes, staring at the yard carefully, seemed to sweep out the ghosts of last year's seeds.

Ling Ran raised her eyebrows unexpectedly and turned back to the room. Since it wasn't born in winter, he didn't want to ignore it.

If you are willing to listen, Ling Ran will go to the hospital today. Professor Feng and his disciples haven't left yet.

Just because there were too many people who wanted to chat, Ling Ran decided to go home and rest.

By the way, the other doctors in the treatment group were on vacation.

Miao Tansheng carefully swept the floor for a long time, did not hear the voice of the second floor, turned around, and saw that the fence on the second floor was empty.

"Did my grand surgeon sweep the floor for you without saying hello?" Miao Tansheng grew more and more unconvinced, and threw the broom on the ground.

Ga.

Ling Ran pushed the door open, holding the phone in his hand: "Yes, it is in Xiagou. Xiagou Clinic, there is a lamp in front of the door. There is tofu brain, thank you."

Miao Tansheng quickly picked up the broom and looked at the door on the second floor with a smile. "Doctor Ling, don't order takeaway. I'll make breakfast or I can buy it."

"Did you switch to medicine?" Ling Ran was slightly surprised.

Most of the doctors at the clinic are not very bird bosses, let alone the family members of the bosses.

Although Dr. Xiong, a long-term hired doctor at Xiagou Clinic, discussed salary issues with Ling Jieyu, he would never buy food for his boss for 5 yuan.

Dr. Miao's smiling eyeballs were all fluttering, saying, "I know a few on behalf of me. If you want to know more, I can introduce ..."

Ling Ran looked at Dr. Miao and said nothing.

Dr. Miao froze and smiled: "You look at me, confused, where do you need me to introduce. Hey, it ’s still good in the big hospital. If you want to know a few medical representatives, you know a few medical representatives, think That year, I was in the hospital ... "

"What do you know about so many medical representatives?" Ling Ran disagreed with Dr. Miao's thinking completely, and cut off him when Dr. Miao entered the stage of recalling the past.

Dr. Miao couldn't say what he wanted to say, but it was terrible, but he insisted on losing his smile: "I wanted to say more about one more chance, but what you said is that you don't need so many opportunities ..."

"Doctor Miao, I don't like chatting." Ling Ran began to equate Miao Tansheng with the aunt of the neighborhood.

"It's like this ... it's like this ..." Miao Tansheng said a few words before looking up at Ling Ran, and said carefully, "Dr. Ling, the intradermal suture and reduction suture you taught me before, I It ’s almost practiced. Recently, I feel like I ’m improving a bit. I would like to ask you to help me take a look again. I know, I know, I ’m not a full-time doctor at our Xiagou Clinic. I think so in this regard. When I am skilled here, I will serve our Xiagou clinic for at least another three years ... "

"Good!" Ling Jie porridge clapped her hands on the second floor. He wished to fly down the stairs and shouted, "Three years is too short, at least 5 years."

Miao Tansheng smiled bitterly: "Boss Ling, I don't mean to only serve for three years. I have learned technology and served for another three years. And, when the time comes, we are happy, and I still keep it."

"Do not raise wages in three years?" Ling Jieyu changed his direction.

Miao Tansheng looked at Ling Jie porch and grinned, and said, "I have always been commissioned."

Ling Jie porridge wiped the corners of his eyes before he had time to wipe them, and nodded slightly: "The commission is OK, but you ca n’t count in your apprenticeship time, Ling Ran, how long will you teach Dr. Miao."

"Look at how much you have learned, it is possible in a few months and years." Ling Ran himself upgraded the system. Miao Tansheng did not have such conditions and had to spend time to pile up.

However, Miao Tansheng's vision is good. He also learns suture. The effect he learned with Ling Ran is definitely better than most doctors.

Ling Jie porridge smiled and said, "That's three years after I started. By the way, Lao Miao, are you following Ling Ran's medical education with my family?

Miao Tansheng turned around and shouted to Ling Ran: "Master!"

He has been rolling in society for so long, where does he care about the disadvantages of a few words.

Ling Jie's porridge was a little bit cowardly, so old apprentice, our family Ling Ran suffered.

"Did you contact the patient?" Ling Ran cleaned the topic again.

"Contacted, a patient's wound was cracked, and I asked him to come over in the morning, about 8 o'clock." Miao Tan has been outside for many years, and has also made some small reputations. Customers come to your door.

Of course, surgeons do not always have as many old patients as physicians do. You can't cut the bag 1 if you cut it, and the same for your double eyelids. And honestly, even a social doctor like Miao Tansheng doesn't want to see the same patients all the time.

There are thousands of ways to make money. One of the reasons doctors can persist is also a sense of accomplishment.

Miao Tansheng also needs a sense of accomplishment.

In other words, since he left the public hospital, he has a special sense of accomplishment.

Therefore, even if it is only a small suture or a small cosmetic needle, Miao Tansheng also hopes that the suture will be better and better ...

At 7:40 in the morning, the patient came to the Xiagou Clinic.

A sturdy woman with a round face, taking a selfie while walking, sitting in the consulting room, without raising her head, said, "Wait a minute, I'll send a circle of friends."

With that, she held the phone with her injured left hand, and then tapped on the screen with her injured right hand. The blood stained the phone, and she just rubbed it with a bandage around her palm.

Miao Tansheng's face with a long lived smile asked, "Sister Dong, the wound is bleeding. Let's stitch it first."

"Okay, you sew your left hand. I will take a picture by the way." Sister Dong gave up her left hand and took the mobile phone with her right hand. She took a selfie, looked at it, and seemed to be inadvertently satisfied. All options are pulled back and try again.

At this time, Miao Tansheng untied the bandage on her left hand.

"It's not bad, how did you get it?" Miao Tansheng asked.

"My husband hit." Sister Dong pouted.

"Domestic violence?" Ling Jieyu, who was about to leave, heard it, and couldn't stop immediately.

Sister Dong couldn't help lowering her phone and frowning at Ling Jieyu: "Don't talk nonsense, I just punched him a few times, at most, I had skin injuries. What kind of domestic violence?"

Ling Jie porch listened.

Miao Tansheng coughed and said, "That, Director Ling, Sister Dong and her husband often beat each other ..."

"I usually win." Sister Dong raised her head proudly, flattened her phone, and started to inspect the circle of friends.

In the circle of friends of Jiugongge, a net-red woman with a petite figure and a pointed chin, bowed her head and showed a **** wound. Because the mobile phone is near, everyone around the table can see the words of her circle of friends: victory is not arrogant or defeated, hands are not crying, blood is not shouting!

"Sew a cosmetic needle?" Miao Tansheng looked at the wound ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and said, "The effect of the cosmetic needle is not very good. This time, the wound has cracked. Hey, it was originally stitched last time. It's almost ready. "

"I can't help it. He grabbed me seeds. Can I not resist?" Sister Dong said, reaching out, "You look at the seam, can you leave no scars or scars?"

Miao Tansheng could not help looking at Ling Ran.

"Yes." Ling Ran looked at the wound without hesitation. He has a master-level **** suture book, a master-level intradermal suture, and a master-level subtle hidden suture, which are superimposed to ease such a wound.

Sister Dong looked up sharply, saying in the mouth: "Your doctor's voice is so nice ... wow, so handsome?"

When Miao Tansheng Quan couldn't hear it, he took the anesthetic and sucked it with a needle. Then facing the palm of Sister Dong, he said, "I'll give you local anesthesia, it may hurt a little."

"It can't hurt." Sister Dong looked at Ling Ran, didn't look at her phone, and said in her mouth, "You clinic, you should save the money for anesthetics, it doesn't hurt at all!"