Chapter 338 Life

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At 6:24:28 in the morning, the sunrise in Yunhua City appeared on time.

Bougainvillea, creeper, and maple shook their bodies desperately in the wind, as if welcoming the sun's coming again.

Zuo Cidian carried a bag of small steamed buns, a bag of steamed buns, and a bag of pickles, opened the small door of Xiagou Clinic, and got busy in the kitchen.

Since the first time he came to the Ling family's Xiagou Clinic to report, Zuo Cidian would bring something back every few days. Things don't cost too much, dozens of yuan, and a hundred yuan at most, so that the Ling family won't have to pay him.

Of course, Zuo Cidian has been relatively free recently, and Ling Ran once again filled up the beds in the emergency department of Yunyi. Although patients are being discharged from the hospital at a frequency of three or four a day, such a small number, coupled with the consideration of reducing the pressure on medical staff, The number of operations that can be increased every day has been significantly reduced.

The bed turnover rate is a comprehensive indicator. Many hospitals fail to meet the indicator, so they can only force patients to leave the hospital for re-hospitalization, or transfer them to other hospitals.

Ling Ran is unwilling to follow such instructions, and always requires the patient and at least one family member to meet the discharge quota and pass the exam before they can be discharged. The exam questions are all very simple yes and no questions. If they can't answer correctly, it means that they don't understand what to do and what they can do after they are discharged from the hospital. The prognosis is bound to be very poor, and it is better to stay in the hospital.

In fact, since Xiehe adopted the examination system, the effect is very good, but most hospitals dare not delay the discharge of patients at all.

Strictly speaking, Ling Ran violated the rules and regulations of the hospital by doing so, but Director Huo Congjun acquiesced, so no one would be more...

Like any unit, employees are always selective in implementing policies at the top. Soldiers bring mobile phones, police earn money, teachers treat students differently, doctors work overtime in violation of labor laws and perform fatigue operations, and so on.

For Zuo Cidian, the requirements of hospitals or health commissions are far away and need not be considered.

He was rather satisfied with today's mutton buns.

The mutton is a gelatin he chose himself. Two ribs are used. After shaving off the bones, there is not much meat left. Then fill in a little minced chicken leg, add some onions and seasonings, and it becomes the stuffing of the buns. .

What Zuo Cidian made were all small steamed buns, which were just enough for a breakfast. It can be said that the labor hours were more valuable than the materials. In other words, the mind is more meaningful than the real thing.

Zuo Cidian skillfully lit a fire in the kitchen, boiled water, steamed the buns, and cooked a pot of porridge.

Mutton buns can only be eaten while they are hot, and then steamed again, obviously they are not as delicious as the first cage, but they will not be much worse, due to limited conditions, Zuo Cidian can only do his best.

The smell of the mutton buns wafted away, and the porridge also tasted good.

The residents of Xiagou Clinic gradually came to their senses at this time.

"Doctor Zuo..." Dongsheng got up first, put on his clothes, said hello to Zuo Cidian, then picked up the watering can, first connected the water, then sprinkled water all over the yard, and praised Zuo Cidian: " It smells delicious, what are you eating today?"

"Mutton buns..." Zuo Cidian was embarrassed for a moment, then he touched Dongsheng's head and said, "I brought you radishes from Nanshan."

"Oh, that's also good." Dongsheng smiled, and his mood instantly felt better.

"Fried dough sticks with radish sticks should taste better."

At the door, Master Huang Mao leaned against the wall, holding a bag of food in his hand, silently watching Zuo Cidian and Dongsheng.

Dong Sheng carefully looked at Zuo Cidian, then smiled at Master Huang Mao, and helped him take the food he brought.

Master Huang Mao sighed deeply. He wanted to serve Dr. Ling Ranling, but somehow he got the little novice's favor... What's the matter?

Master Huang Mao subconsciously touched Dongsheng's head, and it felt better than the orange cat's butt downstairs.

"Doctor Zuo, you usually work very hard, right?

Let us do these service tasks well. "Master Huang Mao is not a very talkative person, he just expressed his dissatisfaction.

As a medical representative, delivering some breakfast to the doctor, asking the doctor to sing a song, and visiting a strange place are all considered normal tasks.

However, Ling Ran is a character who can neither sing nor go to strange places. Delivering breakfast is already the most efficient service that Master Huang Mao can find. Who would have thought that getting up a bit late in the morning , he has to compete with other doctors for the chance to flatter him.

Zuo Cidian looked at Master Huang Mao, didn't take it seriously, and said: "I just do small things within my power."

"It's a trivial matter for you. I just bought fried dough sticks and soy milk. You made mutton buns yourself?" Master Huang Mao took a deep breath as he said, and felt that the peristalsis of his stomach accelerated.

"Doctor Ling likes to eat meat that is fatter, so I specially made mutton buns." Zuo Cidian was even more proud, and said, "I am an expert at making buns at home, and our hospital likes to eat some of my buns in the morning Come hang out."

Huang Maoshi laughed three times: "You are going to Zhucheng for surgery at noon, are you still busy in the morning?"

"No, it was almost done last night." Zuo Cidian didn't care about Huang Maoshi's thoughts at all, and said, "It's enough to sleep on the plane. But you, why do you follow Dr. Ling every day?"

"He was alone, and spent more than half a month doing his surgery for a year..." Master Huang Mao paused, and said, "I have prepared a car, and I will take you to the airport later."

"This is good." Zuo Cidian saw that Huang Maoshi was a little pleasing to the eye, and was about to praise him a few words, when he saw Ling Ran coming out of the door.

"Doctor Ling!" Zuo Cidian immediately stood still, and shouted: "I made some steamed stuffed buns, stuffed with mutton, fat, not greasy, not smelly."

Master Huang Mao couldn't be squeezed out, he thought for a while, and said: "I bought fried dough sticks, the ones on the street corner are yellow, not oily, and clean."

"What kind of food does Doctor Ling want?" Zuo Cidian asked Ling Ran.

Ling Ran gave him a strange look, and said, "One fried dough stick, two or three steamed buns."

Zuo Cidian and Huang Maoshi were stunned for a moment, and said in unison, "Okay."

afternoon.

Ling Ran searched around the room and found a treasure chest of "sincere thanks" that slipped through the net, and took the vehicle of Changxi Provincial Pharmaceutical Company to the airport.

This was Zuo Cidian's first time making a throwing knife, and he couldn't contain his excitement.

He stood side by side with Yu Yuan, walking two quick steps for a while, and looking around for a while and lagging behind, as if he had become attached to the temper of a squirrel.

Yu Yuan couldn't see it, she turned her head and handed the bag in her hand to Zuo Cidian, saying: "You are so energetic, just take it."

"What is this?" Zuo Cidian felt his hands heavy while holding it.

Yu Yuan said, "The tracheotomy kit that the director gave to Dr. Ling is complete except for the blades."

Zuo Cidian's spirit suddenly concentrated: "The tracheotomy kit that the director gave to Ling Ran? The director is so kind to Dr. Ling?"

Yu Yuan looked at Zuo Cidian, feeling very helpless, and said, "That's not what you should ask."

"ah?"

"It's your turn." Yu Yuan pushed Zuo Cidian.

Zuo Cidian hastily stepped forward and smiled at the ground attendant at the check-in front: "Hi, I'm a little airsick, can you arrange a seat near the front for me?"

"Many of our seats have been booked online, and there are no seats in the front row." The ground crew lady answered business-like: "Is the 14th row okay?"

"Then... let's sit by the window."

"There is only the middle seat, and the seat by the window will be in the 18th row."

"The location next to the emergency exit is also fine."

The ground staff lady took a deep look at Zuo Cidian, and said, "We generally require young people to sit near the emergency exit, can we arrange row 18 for you?"

At this time, the ground crew lady in the next row picked up the phone, whispered a few words, and said in a trembling tone: "Mr. Ling, I just applied to the manager. We still have a first-class seat in the front cabin." The rest can be used for upgrades, would you like to accept it?"

"Oh, yes, thank you." Ling Ran nodded in greeting.

The ground staff lady quickly processed the ticket, and while no one was looking, she stuffed her business card under Ling Ran's ID card and handed it back to him.

It was the first time for Zuo Cidian to see an upgrade in real life, and curiously walked in Ling Ran's direction. At this moment, the voices of several ground staff girls came from behind: "You're really handsome."

"It's a good thing there are a few second-class seats left, otherwise I don't know what to do, I don't want to let such a handsome guy and a bunch of stinky men squeeze into the economy class."

"It's lucky to meet such an owner for a first-class cabin that can't be sold."

"That's right, that's right, the little bitch flying this time has screwed up."