Great Doctor Ling Ran

Zhang Anmin stepped to the hospital. In the office of hepatobiliary surgery, he changed a white coat and went out with a bag.

"Xiao Zhang, go to the emergency department." Behind it was the ridiculous sound of Gao's senior doctor.

Duan Yiwen entered the hospital three years earlier than Zhang Anmin. When he was a resident and attending, he was regarded as Zhang Anmin's superior doctor. Even now everyone is attending, Duan Yiwen often supports Zhang Anmin to work.

However, in the past year, Zhang Anmin has become increasingly uneasy about being persuaded. The main energy of Zhang Anmin was in the Ling treatment group and Bazhai Township. He had less time in hepatobiliary surgery, let alone being sent by Duan Yiwen.

This makes Duan Yiwen rather uncomfortable, but he is no longer Zhang Anmin's superior doctor, and the opportunity for surgery on both sides is no longer available. Duan Yiwen can only be ironic.

Several residents in the office gave a few laughs in cooperation, but no one spoke.

Everyone must give the senior attending section an easy-to-read face, but it is not necessary to offend Zhang Anmin. They all talk to Red Top and White, and to talk about the reds, on the contrary, the Ling Ran followed by Zhang Anmin is even more jealous.

Zhang Anmin also gave a smile and did not argue with Duan Yiwen.

Indications are all indications, but disputes cannot be disputed.

Zhang Anmin bowed his head and went out. He could still hear the humorous humor in the section behind him: "Take the salary of hepatobiliary surgery and work for the emergency center, one for every twenty-five.

The resident doctors who did not dare to face the person just now cooperated:

"They have climbed high branches."

"I used to work in the department for a long time and do what I like."

"Is Ling Ran supporting? It's different."

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"To be honest, Director He also has a good temper, and it is a bit more fierce. It's been a long time since Zhang Anmin did this."

Zhang Anmin shook his head in disdain when he didn't hear it.

He Yuanzheng had never had a good temper, and the surgeon had few good tempers. He just couldn't get angry. Duan Yiwen may be the family of He Yuanzheng, but He Yuanzheng is not the family of Yun Yi.

Of course, the words can be turned again and again, because Zhang Anmin is not a close relative of He Yuanzheng, so he is struggling in hepatobiliary surgery.

Emergency department surgery area.

Zhang Anmin was 30 minutes late and went directly to the operating area to see his surgical arrangements.

In recent days, he mainly cooperated with Ling Ran to perform surgery. When he was young, he had three cases a day, and when he had done six cases, he was relatively relaxed. After all, laparoscopic surgery is the most common method. Even by the standard of hepatobiliary surgery, laparoscopic cholecystectomy or appendectomy in five or six cases a day is nothing.

Of course, it is rare to do so much every day, and there are still not so many patients.

Zhang Anmin's finger was cut off from the A4 printed surgical schedule, and he quietly thought: "Liver resection, liver resection ..."

The difficulty of liver resection is not comparable to that of cholecystectomy. As far as Zhang Anmin feels, two cases of hepatectomy a day are more tiring than five or six cases of laparoscopic cholecystectomy. .

However, even if hepatectomy is more tiring and tiring, and earns less, Zhang Anmin is still willing to do hepatectomy.

Only by performing high-end surgery can growth, growth is the goal pursued by surgeons.

As surgeons in China, everyone's eyes are always on the vice high and high. Only when the vice high is achieved, the pay and the return are directly proportional. If the high is achieved, there is no doubt the era of high returns.

In China's top three hospitals, it is normal for a senior doctor to earn more than an American doctor of the same age. And if he becomes the director of the department, he will far exceed the international experts of his age in terms of income and treatment.

Zhang Anmin estimated that if he continued to follow Ling Ran, or had better luck, he would have the opportunity to join the Ling treatment group directly, and he would be promoted without three or four years of effort.

In order to not get stuck because of technology, it is Zhang Anmin's primary goal. of course. It would be even cooler if he could get enough hepatectomy skills.

"Xiao Zhang, it's a bit late to come." Zuo Cidian also came to the operating room's lounge when he didn't know when.

Zhang Anmin froze, but Zuo Cidian always called him "Doctor Zhang".

Looking up at Zuo Cidian's wrinkled, bun-like face, Zhang Anmin reluctantly said, "Old Left."

"Discuss things with you." Zuo Cidian smiled and looked at Zhang Anmin kindly, as if looking at his nephew.

Zhang Anmin said a bit of "En", who was a little uncomfortable, and slammed the A4 paper on the wall, and said sternly: "I have surgery later."

This answer not only answered Zuo Cidian's current question, but also expressed Zhang Anmin's current attitude and mood. At the same time, he also responded to the "a bit late" question, which can be said to be Zhang Anmin's peak performance.

In his heart, Zhang Anmin was even slightly proud.

Zuo Cidian glanced at Zhang Anmin and asked, "Want to be a deputy high?"

Zhang Anmin's brain was stiff for a moment, and a few seconds later, he wisely said, "Think."

Zuo Cidian smiled: "Let me chat with you ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Dr. Zhang will have time."

"Yes, Dr. Zuo wants to chat and make time. It's appropriate for you to call me Zhang." Zhang Anmin made full use of his ability to flex and stretch. At home, he is also the one who says to kneel on his knees, kneeling in the unit and the like, there is no problem at all, just talking, it is even simpler.

Zuo Cidian naturally smiled.

...

Ling Ran knew nothing about Zuo Cidian's plans and was too lazy to know.

At his own pace, he silently performed surgery.

The recent surgery is simple, but for Ling Ran, it is always rewarding after an operation. Especially cholecystectomy, because he practiced it himself, it requires more thinking and accumulation.

At night so slowly, Ling Ran still had seven operations, which slightly filled the vacancy of the ward-two and a half days, the company's patients were discharged too fast, so that the beds could not reach the desired ratio.

"Dr. Ling, I called the car, let's go." Ma Yanlin hurried to work and came over to invite.

You don't need to say anything when you make an appointment in advance.

Ling Ran closed his eyes and raised his mind all the way to the Shao Jiaguanzi, and then stretched a lazy look again, he also did not come for some days.

"Where was the waiter before the barbecue." Ling Ran was quite obvious about all the variables.

"I'm sick." Boss Shao walked over with a smile, and then said, "I'll do a physical examination again for the waiters. No problem."

"What kind of illness?" Ling Ran asked.

Boss Shao hesitated for a moment and said, "Anorexia."

Turning his head, Mr. Shao explained in particular, "This is not because the food in my shop is not delicious. It is because he has lived in the hospital several times and is uncomfortable with medicine."