Chapter 1170 It's a Pity

early morning.

Just after nine o'clock, Lu Wenbin staggered into the International Department of Bangkok Hospital, and walked into the office with a little anxiety.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Zuo Cidian half lying on the sofa, with his shoes off, and two old and new socks half-tipped around his ankles, giving him a very sloppy appearance.

Lu Wenbin felt a little guilty, but also wanted to laugh.

After all, he swam before 10 pm yesterday, pumped up iron, ate 18 eggs, and had a good night's sleep. Looking at the pitiful appearance of the 44-year-old Zuo Cidian, his heart felt a little bit worse. It's a little haughty.

Of course, guilty conscience is inevitable.

"Mr. Zuo, were you tired yesterday?" Lu Wenbin sat down on the sofa next to him, feeling a little cramped, and grabbed an empty can of Red Bull with his backhand.

"It's all supported by the Red Bull." Zuo Cidian moaned.

"Thai Red Bull seems to be quite famous, and now you can take advantage of it. Unexpectedly, in the end, you Lao Zuo got the most specialties." Lu Wenbin saw that Zuo Cidian was still in good condition, and joked again .

Zuo Cidian glanced at Lu Wenbin with a half-smile, and said, "Red Bull is quite delicious. It's really comfortable to drink when you stay up late."

"You still have to stay up late."

"Hey, do you know how to care about the health of old comrades?" Zuo Cidian chuckled twice: "In the medical field, at my age, I can still be considered a middle-aged person."

Lu Wenbin: "Middle-aged people have the most sudden deaths."

Zuo Cidian sat up, rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and sighed: "Xiao Lu, are you going to let me sleep?"

"Look at what you said, just kidding, just kidding..." Compared with other doctors, Lu Wenbin, who has a lot of money, is still more stubborn when facing Zuo Cidian. Zuo Cidian was still early by Ling Ran's side, he could even be said to be the earliest. So, even if he made a joke occasionally, he was still able to move.

Zuo Cidian didn't look angry either, he took a sip of the herbal tea left last night, and said, "What are you trying to do here? You took over the surgery..."

"What thesis did you do last night?" Lu Wenbin laughed twice, then offered a cup of yogurt, and said kindly: "Drink some yogurt after staying up late, it's good for the stomach."

Yogurt is in the hotel's breakfast buffet,

Lu Wenbin took the sheep by the hand and borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.

"Don't imitate the trick of delivering yogurt. The yogurt delivered by Dr. Ling tastes different from the yogurt you gave me, you know?" The cap was plugged into the tube, and it was gulped down.

"The yogurt that Dr. Ling gave has the taste of Dr. Ling, and the yogurt that I gave has my passion." Lu Wenbin narrowed his eyes.

Zuo Cidian stared at Lu Wenbin: "Repeat what you said, try not to vomit."

Lu Wenbin couldn't help but laugh, let Zuo Cidian lose his temper, and then said with a smile: "You guys stayed up for more than ten hours last night, did you get any results?"

"Seven or eight hours." Zuo Cidian shook his head and said, "Dr. Ling said he was sleepy at four or five o'clock, so he went back to sleep. We tidied up here and finished it."

"Finished?"

"Well, don't think about it, this paper is written by Dr. Ling himself, and the data is also performed by Dr. Ling himself. The statistics of the data were sorted out by Dr. Yu before, so the corresponding author and the first author are both Dr. Ling. , Yu Yuan is tied for the first author, and I am the second author, so there is no place for you." Zuo Cidian waited for Lu Wenbin to reveal his purpose, and then cut off his dream cruelly, like a eel seller. Fishmonger.

What I want to say is that this article is going to be published in the Chinese Department, and theoretically there can be another 20 or 30 people behind the second author, but for Lu Wenbin, it doesn't make much sense.

Of course, it is not easy for ordinary authors to publish papers like this, but Ling Ran has already made some name, and the restrictions on publishing articles are much less.

Lu Wenbin couldn't help regretting: "I usually stay up all day and night, and I haven't managed to write two papers."

"It's enough that the operation is done." Zuo Cidian became proud at this moment, and deliberately stimulated Lu Wenbin: "I went to bed after four o'clock last night, but I actually slept pretty well. Think of it as watching a few more movies at night."

Lu Wenbin laughed "hehe": "Old Zuo, you are so disgusting."

Zuo Cidian was taken aback: "It's not the kind of movie you think."

"hehe."

...

Lu Wenbin entered the operating room sullenly, communicating with doctors and nurses in Thailand through the translator sent by President Bo, while checking various instruments and equipment in the operating room.

After working with the flying knife for a long time, all kinds of strange things will come across. From Ling Ran down, every item in the operating room has always been checked and checked.

Ling Ran's team also continued to expand due to these extra tasks.

Lu Wenbin waited until everything was checked, and then arranged for someone to take care of him. Then he checked the time on his phone, walked out of the operation area quickly, and went to the consultation room to start a new round of preparations.

At 10:30, Ling Ran arrived at the consultation room on time, and after waiting for a while, he saw Charen Wang and a group of people walking in talking and laughing. ,

"Doctor Ling, let me introduce you. This is the famous Burmese entrepreneur Mr. Miao Aung Teng. After hearing my introduction of Dr. Ling's resume, he came to Bangkok for medical treatment." Charoen Wang smiled and introduced the patient and Patient's family.

Dean Bo waited for the translator to say it, and added a sentence: "I learned beforehand that this Burmese businessman is a member of Bangkok Hospital, and he donates money every year, and he regularly seeks medical treatment here."

"Isn't it far from Myanmar to Bangkok?" Lu Wenbin whispered a little incomprehensibly.

Dean Bo smiled, and said in a small voice that only people here could hear: "What a small country with few people. Bangkok Hospital can develop to 15 branches and 45 affiliated hospitals, all thanks to international medical treatment."

At this time Ling Ran had already asked for the patient's video and began to watch it.

If you don't read it, you're done. After reading it, Ling Ran couldn't help being surprised: "You want me to have a gallbladder removed?"

Charon Wang nodded and said, "Mr. Miao Angden has had cholecystitis for about 6 years. The pain has intensified this year. Recently, he has been looking for a suitable surgeon to perform the operation..."

"I thought the patient was going to have a liver resection." Ling Ran couldn't help shaking his head.

Charenwang was taken aback for a moment, realizing something, and quickly looked at Dean Bo, and said, "Please explain to Dr. Ling, we are not looking down on Dr. Ling's skills, on the contrary, we hope to have better doctors to help us." For this operation, after all, for patients, cholecystectomy is still a general anesthesia operation that needs to be treated with emphasis..."

Dean Bo is doing medical intermediary work, first he smiled and comforted Charen Wang, and then smiled at Ling Ran: "Doctor Ling, there are minor surgeries, too. Rich people are more careful about their lives. It's normal to want to ask the master for surgery."

Ling Ran nodded to express his understanding, and said, "I'm also thinking about it from a technical perspective..."

"Doctor Ling." Dean Bo heard a hint of mystery, and interrupted Ling Ran: "We are now talking preoperatively. First of all, we should give patients confidence, don't you think?"

Ling Ran thought for a while, then changed his angle and said, "My liver resection is better."

"That's true, but it's the gallbladder that the patient has the stone in."

"It's a pity." Ling Ran slowly shook his head. According to the system's evaluation, his liver resection technique is currently ranked fifth in the world, but his cholecystectomy is only a specialization. The other party came all the way to ask him to do it, obviously it would be more cost-effective to cut the liver.

"Don't translate this sentence." Dean Bo solemnly urged.

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