Chapter 1333: A Real Dog (Happy Chinese New Year)

When Ling Ran came downstairs, he saw Dr. Xiong leaning against the transparent medicine cabinet, chatting with others.

After a few years in the Xiagou Clinic, Dr. Xiong looked older and older. If he was a Chinese medicine doctor, he would be a famous old Chinese medicine doctor with a registration fee of tens of dollars just based on his appearance.

Of course, because of his age, Dr. Xiong seldom makes diagnoses. Most of the time, he receives patients and sends them to Dr. Miao. He is more responsible for the diagnosis and treatment of some familiar old patients. The Naoxintong and Ginkgo biloba leaves have reached new heights.

To some extent, Dr. Xiong is more like an artificial AI. He will take the initiative to say hello to patients, and he can also answer clear questions that are not too difficult for patients. Will ask again: What did you say, I don't seem to hear clearly.

However, the neighbors who come to the clinic still like Dr. Xiong, not only because of his familiarity, but also because of his long-windedness.

People don't want to go to the hospital, not only because of the trouble, but also because it is too difficult to communicate with the doctors in the hospital. Many people would rather come to the clinic to talk long-windedly, just to have a few more words with the doctor. The old doctor or Dr. Xiong are both doctors.

Dr. Xiong was always surrounded by people. Even so, the old and dim-eyed Dr. Xiong still caught a glimpse of light through the corner of his eye.

Dr. Xiong immediately turned to where the light came from, and he saw Ling Ran coming down from the elevator, with the light from the second floor all over him.

"Ling Ran is back." Dr. Xiong whispered to the people next to him as if he saw Shaodong's house, and as if showing off his rare animals: "See you, the handsome man in the video and photo is completely different from the scene Bar."

A middle-aged woman next to her was really shocked, and her high neck couldn't help lowering a little: "My girl, I'm afraid she doesn't deserve her."

"Demolition of 8 suites won't work?" Someone who was bullied earlier couldn't help but go back now.

The middle-aged woman gritted her teeth: "That can't all be used as a dowry..."

Ling Ran automatically filtered the chats of the people around him. The existence of neighbors in the neighborhood is itself composed of fragmentary words. Generally speaking, Ling Ran would ignore them without a clear reference.

Ling Ran just smiled at Dr. Xiong, and asked casually, "Where's the dog?"

Dr. Xiong obviously didn't know that Dongsheng brought the dog here, so he shook his head and entered the AI ​​inquiry mode: "What dog?"

"Where's my dad?" Ling Ran decided to ask his dad.

things in the clinic,

Comrade Ling Jiezhou is still very organized.

Dr. Xiong was stunned, and looked at Ling Ran with an incomprehensible expression: "Old Ling is indeed a bit of a dog, but... he pays me my salary, and you... that's right, he doesn't even pay you a salary. Yes, so to speak..."

Ling Ran looked intently at Dr. Xiong, and gave a rare explanation: "Dongsheng brought a lame dog over, and my mother asked me to take a look."

In Dr. Xiong's mind, Ling Jie congee's lame appearance inexplicably appeared. He couldn't help but smile, then put on a more serious expression, pointed to the treatment room, and said slowly: "Ling Institute should be talking to the patient's family."

Ling Ran nodded, then signaled to the neighbors, and walked away.

Dr. Xiong couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately became vigilant: With Ling Ran's behavior, in another thirty or forty years, when that old dog Ling Jiezhou retires, Ling Ran probably won't be easy to deal with. Thinking that at that time, I might still be struggling for the full attendance of 50 yuan, it made Dr. Xiong feel unhappy for a while.

Consulting Room.

In Xiagou Clinic, the consulting room is basically equivalent to the infusion room.

In the hall with a height of two floors, the circulation and line of sight have been rearranged, so that even if it is full, it will not make the patients too uncomfortable.

Among the well-proportioned seats are various shackles and small chairs to facilitate the company of the patient's family members.

In addition to the patient, the room was full of family members of the patient.

Moreover, there are always more family members than patients.

Ling Jie congee randomly caught a few people to chat with, and it was considered as postoperative management.

Similar to Ling Ran, he grew up in a clinic since he was a child, and he likes this kind of living habits. Originally, if he hadn't married a beautiful wife and given birth to a handsome son, Ling Ran should have inherited such a family business .

Every time Ling Jie porridge thought of this, he would slowly shake his head.

The family members of the patient standing opposite Ling Jiecong looked at Ling Jiecong and slowly shook their heads, feeling nervous in their hearts.

"Is the situation not good?" the patient's family asked in a low voice.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay." Ling Jie porridge woke up suddenly, and said: "The situation of the elderly is complicated, but chronic bronchitis is a disease that cannot be cured and cannot be cured. After returning home, you still have to pay attention to protection, avoid blowing a cold, and avoid cross-infection..."

In fact, the patient's family members had already received the same doctor's order from the higher-level hospital, but they still thought it would be better to come and ask someone. After asking about Ling Jie Congee, she was not completely relieved, so she went for a walk in the yard again, planning to talk to someone.

Ling Ran came over to ask for a dog, and made it clear to his dad: "Mom showed me that dog with a broken leg. The one Dongsheng brought. It's a real dog."

"There is only one dog in the clinic, you can just say to see the dog." Ling Jie congee gave his son a strange look.

Ling Ran took a deep look at Ling Jie porridge, and said, "Look at the dog."

"Wait for me." Ling Jieju gave a few more instructions to the two old "customers", and then led Ling Ran to the garage in the backyard.

A yellow dog was chained pitifully in a corner, and a basin of clean water and a big bone were placed on the ground.

The bones are the bones after cooking porridge. Not to mention the meat on it, even the smell of the bones has been boiled into the soup. The yellow dog probably licked it, and now he threw it aside in distaste, looking bored at the two cars in the garage.

"Didn't you see a veterinarian?" Ling Ran asked.

Ling Jie congee glanced at Ling Ran, and said, "Our family runs a clinic, how can we still spend this unreasonable money? Dongsheng wanted to find him, but he persuaded us. The current pet hospital is much darker than our clinic. necessary."

Ling Ran looked at the dog, then at Comrade Ling Jiezhou, and asked, "Can you cure it?"

"If I know how to cure, can it be your turn to show it?" Ling Jie porridge ordered his son very naturally, and said, "You can treat it as an operation in the hospital, and you can pull the old old bed over, and then let your sister Juanzi treat it." Help with disinfection."

Ling Ran was silent for a few seconds, and said, "After all, the conditions here are different from those in pet hospitals."

"This dog is a stray dog ​​adopted in the temple. What kind of conditions do you want? The money comes from Dongsheng." Ling Jie porridge curled his lips and said, "Dongsheng and the others often help the villagers near the temple. Look at Dongsheng's massage." The money earned is basically exchanged for commonly used medicines and brought back to everyone. To put it bluntly, if the villagers there have a sum of money to go to the pet hospital, they will definitely find the disease they need to see. The worst thing is to make up a few pills. Bad teeth?"

"Understood, then I'll do it." Ling Ran agreed.

On the contrary, Ling Jiecong felt a little worried, and said: "Can you do it? If you really can't do it, forget it. Don't kill the dog. A dog with three legs doesn't hinder life."

"I will do it." Ling Ran said.

"Did you do it?"

Ling Ran hesitated for two seconds before saying, "Dogs will be used for experimental surgery."

Compared with the invaluable general teacher, the one who contributes the most to medical students is actually the experimental dog. Especially in the initial surgical practice, such as intestinal anastomosis, etc., the experience of living suture is invaluable. Normally speaking, only when the experimental dogs perform well, even perfect, can they have the qualifications and confidence in human surgery.

Only through in vivo surgery can medical students fully understand that surgery itself is not purely mechanical.

There are always people who cannot make the intestines anastomose with repeated sutures, there are always people who have repeated abdominal closures, and there are always people who will always lose their lives after repeated operations. There are always medical students abandoning medicine to pursue business and politics, and in the thinking before making a decision, there is always a reminder from the dog's life.

In the process of medical development, experimental dogs are indispensable, such as the famous Pavlov’s dog, Banting’s experimental dog with the pancreas removed for diabetes research, the invention of heart surgery and organ transplantation, It also depends on the dedication of countless experimental dogs.

As for the more obvious areas, such as the sacrifice of dog's life to ensure the safety and effectiveness of skin care products and cosmetics, the media is endless.

Whether it was technology or other things, Ling Ran felt that he had the ability to cure this dog, at least the one in front of him.

"Call two medical representatives to come over and help." Ling Ran looked around, and said, "Find a medical representative who knows veterinarians, or who understands this type of operation, and ask him to find some relevant operation videos and send them to me."

"Okay." Ling Jie congee agreed, and then asked worriedly: "Do the surgery while watching the video?"

"Watch the video before doing the surgery." Ling Ran corrected him.

"Okay." Ling Jie porridge went over to pat the dog's head, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid when the operation is done later, Grandpa, I'll get you something to eat."

"Fasting is required before the operation. You cannot eat or drink." Ling Ran helplessly stopped his father, simply took out his cell phone, and called the dog anesthesia he was already familiar with. He was still a little confident about performing the operation, and it was too unreliable to perform anesthesia by himself.

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