Great Doctor Ling Ran

Zhang Anmin stood in the stairwell, drank a cigarette, and stared forward, tired and unwilling to speak.

It's easier to be a helper than to be the main knife, but after a busy day, two more slow gallbladder surgeries have really made him no longer young.

The thought of having another operation for a while, tomorrow might be another day, the day after tomorrow ... The day after tomorrow might be a three-hour dash to Bazhai Township, Zhang Anmin felt a little despair.

Crunch.

The door of the stairwell was pushed open.

Zhang Anmin was too lazy to turn his head and silently spit out another cigarette ring.

Before returning to the operating room, you have to cover it with mouthwash, otherwise the nurse will be embarrassed.

He usually doesn't smoke much, but he's tired and tired lately, and he's not concentrated ...

"Xiao Zhang is resting?" He Yuanzheng's voice came from behind.

"Ah?" Zhang Anmin's scared smoke had all dropped.

"Take me." He Yuanzheng took out a cigar, handed it to Zhang Anmin, and then handed him a gas lighter and scissors.

Zhang Anmin noticed that He Yuanzheng took a short cigar with a thick index finger in his mouth.

"The short crown will be drawn in a while." He Yuanzheng raised his hand again, and Zhang Anmin quickly caught it.

Under the guidance of He Yuanzheng, Zhang Anmin carefully cut the cigar tail, then ignited it with a lighter, took a few sips, and spit out sparse smoke.

"You can click again, the center is not burning enough," He Yuanzheng said. "You didn't seem to smoke before."

"Smoke less. Smoke too."

"Did you smoke more recently?"

"Yes."

"Stress, staying up late, smoking, and three major causes of cancer." He Yuanzheng said, raising his eyelids, and said, "Follow Ling Ran for surgery, can you persist?"

Zhang Anmin took another sip of cigar and spit it out, so that the smoke enveloped the vision in front of him.

"What can you do if you don't insist on doing it?" Zhang Anmin looked at He Yuanzheng and suddenly wanted to say something truthful: "The three of us in the same year, I was the slowest progress, I have to do something ...

Sudden openness is always unpredictable.

He Yuanzheng sighed when he was in his 40s.

What Zhang Anmin said is as usual for outsiders, but a cruel story for doctors: if a department has a doctor of the same year, it means that there is a great chance that in the future, One day, the position of competition director.

There is only one director of the department. A successful person means success in fame. If the unsuccessful person cannot swallow his voice, he can only leave the hospital and start over.

He Yuanzheng himself has not experienced this baptism, but he has never once witnessed or even participated in such a competition and standing team.

He Yuanzheng looked at Zhang Anmin again. Indeed, he could not win unless ...

He can follow a doctor like Ling Ran.

"If you are running this way, I can remind you." He Yuan looked at Zhang Anmin and said, "Ling Ran is younger than you."

Zhang Anmin took a sip of cigar in silence.

"There is a reason for discussing seniority in the hospital." He Yuanzheng smiled when he saw Zhang Anmin looking at himself. "Why, do you think I am not qualified to stand on seniority?"

Zhang Anmin barely smiled.

"Why is our hepatobiliary surgery so weak? In fact, in the final analysis, isn't it still me He Yuanzheng is too young?" Obviously He Yuanzheng had thought about it for a long time, and at this time, it was unusually smooth: "The brand of Yunyi is still called Well, our hepatobiliary surgery is just hanging the threshold for recruiting doctors, and there are a lot of people willing. But if you want to dig a ready-made deputy, come up with any conditions, shake your head one by one, guess Why is that? "

Zhang Anmin didn't say anything. He didn't need to say this. The doctors of liver and gallbladder surgery have talked privately: the deputy seniors who are not quite directors are waste, and Yunyi does not recruit waste.

"I am too young, and the deputy senior who is willing to run away. I am older than me. What are you doing here? Do you earn a salary for retirement?" He Yuanzheng smiled and looked at Zhang Anmin, and said, "Ling Ran is only 20 years old this year. Come on, if he takes Lao Huo's class, you look at it, the emergency center will be shuffled ... "

"Unless Dr. Ling rises faster." Zhang Anmin also broke out, took a cigar to the lungs, and instantly "kekekekeke".

He Yuanzheng couldn't help but raise his cigar.

He knew what Zhang Anmin meant, and Ling Ran would probably not stop at the head of the department.

In fact, He Yuanzheng probably believes this more than Zhang Anmin.

In the hospital system, technology is not a panacea, but much more useful than money.

At the level of He Yuanzheng, he found a suitable hospital and asked the other party to deploy an entire department. The annual expenditure of tens of millions can be achieved. So, in the field of liver resection, the technology far surpasses Ling Yuan of He Yuanzheng?

Even if Ling Ran's cholecystectomy was performed poorly, it would not affect his value in hepatobiliary surgery. No doctor can dominate the whole field, hepatobiliary surgery can not be done, and it is not a problem to open a specialized liver surgery. For Ling Ran's technology, it will not be difficult to develop into a liver center in the future.

"It's good if you have your own ideas." He Yuanzheng was not in the mood to smoke a cigar anymore, he turned and left the corridor.

Zhang Anmin slowly leaned slowly against the wall, looking forward, and slowly slowly smoking a cigar.

He estimates that this is the last time He Yuanzheng gave himself a cigar.

After a while, Zhang Anmin put it out and went to the operating room.

Stepping on the door, I saw Ling Ran still wearing a hand-washing suit.

"Fortunately, I thought I was going to be late." Zhang Anmin smiled in vain.

"The others haven't arrived yet," Ling Ran said.

"Well? Shouldn't you prepare in advance?" Zhang Anmin was surprised.

"No," Ling Ran answered.

Zhang Anmin said with a gurgling voice: "Second help is a person from liver and gallbladder surgery? You did not bring your own?"

"Zuo Cidian they all went back to rest."

"You still have to bring your own handy." Zhang Anmin understood a little bit about it, this is He Yuanzheng's attitude.

Ling Ran didn't even think about it. He took a look at Zhang Anmin and said, "Did I take you?"

Zhang Anmin suddenly choked.

"Have you washed your hands? You are ready for surgery." Ling Ran looked up and motioned for the nurse to put on her own surgical gown.

Zhang Anmin subconsciously walked to the front to wear clothes, his face was cloudy.

Xu Yan, Zhang Anmin made a note, walked to Ling Ran, and whispered, "Dr. Ling, Director He just found me. I guess he wanted to stop me too. I didn't answer."

"What to stop?" Ling Ran, with the help of the little nurse, spread towels to disinfect and move quickly.

An anesthesiologist who was not very familiar with the appearance of passersby stared at Zhang Anmin and Ling Ran while the gossip heart was burning.

Zhang Anmin gritted his teeth and said, "Director He is still not very satisfied with your liver surgery and gallbladder surgery."

"He also said today that hepatobiliary surgery is stressful."

Zhang Anmin smiled bitterly: "He didn't mean it that way. Director He also wanted to have more operations."

"I understand what you said." Ling Ran understood the mood of the doctor who wanted to have more surgery. He thought for a moment and said, "If he had a liver resection, I would do more flying knives."

"Flying knives, yes, maybe flying knives ..." Zhang Anmin was attracted again.

When Ling Ran opened his flying knife, the assistants were at a level of several hundred yuan. After one day, they made more money than going to Bazhai Township.

Ling Ran nodded and said, "You and Zuo Cidian will discuss the suitable hospital for a while, and liver resection has higher requirements for postoperative management."

"Okay, rest assured." Zhang Anmin agreed, and his brain moved, and he couldn't help thinking of the hospitals around Changxi province that can do liver resection ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ the hospitals that are qualified for postoperative management Dozens, if Ling Ran ran out of these hospitals, and everyone would mention Yunyi's liver resection in the future, what would he say?

Zhang Anmin has no doubt that with Ling Ran's technology, as long as he goes to a good hospital, he can show excellent strength-will he far exceed the display of He Yuanzheng's strength, will He Yuanzheng think he wants Want to press yourself?

Zhang Anmin thought of this, and then looked at Ling Ran, and saw the latter staring at the screen with an uneasy look.

Zhang Anmin's mood calmed down inexplicably, not only because Ling Ran was handsome, but also because Ling Ran didn't have to do anything.

"Good technology is amazing." Zhang Anmin noticed the anesthesiologist's eyes, so he felt urged to narrow his eyes and said, blinking at him.

The body was thin and the passerby's anesthesiologist paused, and then his eyes lightened sharply.

Then the anesthesiologist blinked at Zhang Anmin.

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