Chapter 492 Self-Improvement

Four o'clock in the morning.

The Chlorophytum sleeps with the Chlorophyll, the Chlorophytum presses against the Chlorophytum, the Chlorophytum and the Chlorophytum encourage each other, the Chlorophytum hangs on the Chlorophytum and the Chlorophytum rolls the Chlorophytum, and the Chlorophytum rolls over the Chlorophytum, and the Chlorophyll is kept secret.

It was quiet all around, but the doctors and nurses on duty in the emergency center were already on the verge of an enemy, tidying themselves up and waiting quietly.

woo woo woo...

The sound of a laborious engine came from the square in front of the courtyard.

Everyone raised their chests subconsciously.

"Doctor Ling's Jetta, I'm afraid someone cheated it. The engine is at least five years old." Zuo Cidian put his hands in his sleeves, and while performing Dongbei, he sucked his nose.

Nurse Niu next to her was disgusted, so she said with the bluntness of a middle-aged aunt, "Doctor Zuo, if you catch a cold, stand back instead of standing in front of the wind."

"Make love against the wind, the more you do it, the more you love." Zuo Cidian casually said, dodging the attack slipperyly, and said: "I just can't bear this evil wind at night, who would have thought that there would be such a thing in summer When it's cold."

"It's not the first time you picked up Dr. Ling at four o'clock in the morning."

"That's why I said Xiefeng. Besides, Dr. Ling must have money, so why doesn't he buy a better car?" Zuo Cidian was puzzled.

"I know you bought a BMW." Nurse Niu was even more disgusted, and curled her lips and said, "If Dr. Ling wants to drive a good car, some people will give it away. Why would he buy it? Maybe in two years, the woman's dowry will bring it to you." It's a nice car."

Su Mengxue's eyes lit up when she heard this: "I can let the family buy a good car as a dowry, my mother told me before..."

A little nurse next to her also nodded repeatedly: "If it's Dr. Ling, I can also buy a good car as a dowry, no dowry!"

Zuo Cidian listened, Dongbeizhui's sleeves were loosened.

"You are like this, you will be told by your relatives and friends. How can you ask your parents to add a dowry!" Zuo Cidian said with a guilty conscience, and nodded to Zhang Anmin who was standing behind, and asked, "Is that so?"

"Yeah... that's right." Zhang Anmin laughed twice.

His mind is full of throwing knives now.

Moreover, Zhang Anmin is now convinced that a group of throwing knives will be arranged tomorrow to go to the Second Hospital of Wuxin City.

Some time ago, Ling Ran performed over a hundred cases of intrahepatic bile duct stones in the First and Second Hospitals of Wuxin City, and now they have been discharged one after another. Not only did not a single one die, but the prognosis is good.

Such a result can be said to be a reassurance for the first and second hospitals of Wuxin City.

In fact, when Zhang Anmin heard such news, his first reaction was to be a fake.

First of all, the probability of undead after liver resection is too low. Although it is said that liver resections do not necessarily kill people, the only reason Zhang Anmin can think of is that he selected patients.

Otherwise, judging according to the normal admission procedures, it is really rare to do a hundred cases without death.

However, when theory and reality conflict, the correct approach can only be to believe in reality.

The actual result is that the First and Second Hospitals of Wuxin City are very enthusiastic about asking Ling Ran to make throwing knives.

Now that they have collected the medical records of intrahepatic bile duct stones, the first choice is to invite Ling Ran to throw the knife.

Because liver resection for intrahepatic bile duct stones is an elective operation, and the choice of elective dates is very wide, the Second Hospital of Wuxin City, which took the first action, has accumulated 10 cases of liver resection for intrahepatic bile duct stones in one go, which is completely enough for Ling Ran. For two days—or so they thought.

For Zhang Anmin, his consideration is even simpler.

The price of the flying knife given to Ling Ran by Wuxin Second Hospital was 6,000 yuan per operation, plus the high-speed rail business seat, as well as Hilton's executive suite and single accommodation.

Just 6,000 yuan is the starting price for flying knife doctors. Doctors who can perform surgery across regions need at least 5,000 yuan, and at the very least, they have to prescribe 6,000 to 7,000 yuan on the surface, and a friendly price of 3,000 yuan.

but,

In order to avoid the surge of doctors who came to throw knives from other places, the Second Hospital of Wuxin City only dared to offer a price of 6,000 yuan, and then used the method of concentrating multiple cases to give Ling Ran a little compensation.

Of course, what attracted Zhang Anmin the most was the price offered to Ling Ran's assistants by the Second Hospital of Wuxin City. The first aid was 800 yuan each, and the second aid was 200 yuan each. It can be said to be very kind and generous. The same high-speed rail business seat and Hilton's single room can also be said to be very face-saving.

This kind of price and treatment is obviously for Ling Ran to buy people's hearts.

At least, as far as Zhang Anmin knew, He Yuanzheng, the director of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, always brought only a few direct subordinates with him when he went out to throw knives.

However, Zhang Anmin was certain that Ling Ran lacked people under his command—from his experience, Ling Ran did not have a qualified liver resection assistant under his command. Zhang Anmin has cultivated a few skilled hands in a daze, which is the only time Zhang Anmin has seen in his life...

Zhang Anmin took a sneak peek at Zuo Cidian, he knew that Zuo Cidian was the chief steward of Ling Ran's group and had the right to speak about the manpower of the flying knives, which made him dare not offend him even more.

"Doctor Ling is here." Someone yelled in a low voice, and everyone immediately lined up again.

Zhang Anmin put his legs together even more, earnestly.

I cannot overstate my respect for the leader of the treatment group.

"There are quite a lot of surgeries today, so we start the surgeries an hour earlier. Well, is the first patient ready?" Ling Ran entered the door and nodded to everyone before asking a question.

Zuo Cidian hurriedly said: "Everything is ready, Su Jiafu is still on the anesthesia side."

"It's Su Jiafu again? Doesn't he sleep?" Ling Ran was inexplicably surprised. In the past few weeks, he had to knock out a bottle of energy potion almost every week in order to refuel for surgery. Appearing in the operating room, Ling Ran was even slightly worried.

Zuo Cidian said as usual: "Anesthesiologists are like this, it doesn't matter."

Ling Ran nodded slowly, and said again: "If there is nothing wrong, go wash your hands and perform surgery."

After finishing speaking, Ling Ran took the lead and led everyone to the operating room.

a surgery.

Another surgery.

Two cases of hepatectomy, followed by a case of tang suture, followed by another case of Achilles tendon repair, and then another case of liver resection...

Zhang Anmin then performed two first aids and one second aid. He was already dizzy, and at noon, he was stuffed back into the operating room of the hepatobiliary surgery and put on the chief surgeon's seat.

Zhang Anmin was dumbfounded.

Ling Ran said softly: "Doctor Zhang, let's agree, I'll take you for liver resection, and you take me for gallbladder surgery..."

"Oh..." Zhang Anmin recalled, and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, and said, "Why don't you be the chief surgeon, Dr. Ling."

"No, I can do a few more surgeries." Ling Ran didn't seem in a hurry.

Ding.

The system sound appeared beside Ling Ran's ears:

Mission: Self-improvement.

Task content: Through self-practice, acquire the technique "Cholecystectomy (Introduction)"

Mission Reward: Junior Treasure Chest