Chapter 507 Decoration

The second son of the Ding family, Ding Zhong, came to the lounge next to the ICU slowly.

The ICU ward does not allow family members to come in and out at will. Everyone just guards outside, waiting anxiously, like a meerkat that stays up all night. If there is any noise, it will look over alertly.

"Second brother, what's going on? Why did you bleed so much?" The youngest daughter of the Ding family, who was almost 40 years old, was the first to stand up.

"What's going on? How do I know what's going on." Ding Zhong sullenly said something sullenly, ignoring responsibility, and then said: "It is said that Dad's condition is complicated, and the bleeding during the operation is more than 4,000 milliliters... "

"Others use hundreds or thousands of milliliters for an operation. Dad bleeds so much?"

Ding Zhong took a deep breath, then let it out annoyed, and said: "The invited expert didn't stop, and the result was hemorrhage. They said there would be some complications, and you can ask the doctor in charge after you are done."

Ding Zhong didn't say anything to guide the operation. He also invited Professor Feng Zhixiang through a friend. Now that I think about it carefully, he did not promise to perform the operation himself.

Furthermore, the matter has come to this point, and since his father's situation is still relatively stable, Ding Zhong doesn't want to make a big fuss.

If it gets too big, the hospital can only lose money. And Ding Zhong, now he really doesn't want to hate his acquaintances, just to get this money.

The children looked at each other, and the 40-year-old daughter asked, "What about now? Is Dad okay? Are there any sequelae?"

"How do I know that." Ding Zhong shook his head, paused, and said, "Dr. Ling who was planning to operate on Dad, please pay attention, come again, ask others."

"What do you mean?" The other children are very familiar with the second child, and they can tell by his expression that something is tricky.

Ding Zhongqi stayed with Ai Ai for a long time, and said: "I heard that during the operation, there was a lot of bleeding. In the end, Dr. Ling stopped it, and he also finished the operation."

"Dr. Ling made it? The very handsome one?" The youngest daughter in her 40s was shocked.

Ding Zhong nodded: "I heard it is so."

"We paid for someone with a lower level?" The other children felt uncomfortable.

Especially the youngest son frowned even more.

He is the one who most disagrees with asking for flying knives.

Doctor Yun was found because he had heard of Ling Ran's reputation. In addition, some elders of my colleagues had liver resection in Yunyi Hospital, and the evaluation was very good.

However, the second child with the best financial conditions in the family must invite a famous doctor from the capital, and the youngest son has no way of refusing.

But this result...

The youngest son couldn't help but said, "I knew Dr. Ling was very good, but in the end I had to hire professors from the capital. They are all 70-year-old old professors. How good can it be?"

Ding Zhong said anxiously: "This is a coincidence. The level of the professor from the capital must be good. Anyway, he is also a professor from the capital, right? Maybe it's because of the hard work, we are unlucky... ..."

"Second brother, you are not guilty of saying this. This is our father. Is it unlucky? You are unlucky."

Ding Zhong frowned: "How do you talk? Do you know how much effort I have put in? Anyway, he is also an expert in liver resection."

"An expert in liver resection is not as high as a junior doctor in Yunyi?"

"I'm not a little doctor." Ding Zhong didn't want to say any more, and said, "In short, I will prepare a red envelope later, and wait for that. When Dr. Ling is here, please inform me."

"Is this about the red envelope?"

"Is this Dr. Ling okay? He's too young."

"Should I ask a lawyer?"

The Ding family talked about it, but there was no result.

Ling Ran was already driving his own Jetta, beeping back home.

The second half of today's surgery was also the most difficult that Ling Ran had encountered. The population covered by Yunyi is so large, and the number of patients it finds is also limited, and it has not yet provided enough difficult cases. Most importantly, if Ling Ran was the chief surgeon, he would not make it so complicated.

After this operation, Ling Ran couldn't help but feel tired.

He didn't choose to drink the energy potion before continuing the operation. It would be a waste of time to go back after leaving the hospital. Moreover, the ICU beds were almost full.

Ling Ran slightly lowered the speed of the car, and only drove at four-fifths of the speed limit. Even so, the little Jetta was still whimpering happily.

Yunhua at night, the huge "40" speed limit sign, only three or four seconds, and the shadow is gone.

Ling Ran nodded his head rhythmically, maintained an even speed, and was in a happy mood, like a car fan running an F1.

Lower Ditch Clinic.

Red lights, yellow lights, blue lights, with red faces, yellow faces, and white faces (Note 1).

The yard is still lively like a festival.

Ling Ran looked up at the sky, the moon was fat as if it was Chinese New Year, there are so many people in the clinic?

Ling Ran opened the door and entered, and saw a group of people sitting in the yard, with Ling Jie porridge sitting in the middle...

"I'm back." Ling Ran said softly, just like before.

Ling Jiecong sat up straight, patted her round belly, and smiled: "My son is back, your mother is upstairs."

Ling Ran said "Oh", and went upstairs again, and saw a group of people sitting at the tea table on the second floor, his mother Tao Ping was directly opposite the stairs, and the one who was making tea was... Tian Qi?

I saw Tian Qi wearing Chinese-style cotton clothing, with bare hands, posing in an elegant posture of pouring water, filling every cup in front of the tea table with tea.

Looking up again, Tian Qi saw Ling Ran.

"Ling Ran! You're back." Tian Qi stood up excitedly and waved vigorously, but the elegant appearance just now was completely gone.

The aunts and ladies gathered around the tea table also stared at Ling Ran with eagle eyes.

"I'm back." Ling Ran still repeated the words downstairs, and unconsciously waved.

Tian Qi's eyes narrowed: "Come and taste the tea I made. By the way, try the teacup I made."

As Tian Qi said, he turned around and took out a small teacup the size of a watch from a small Hermes suitcase behind him, and put it on the tea table opposite him.

The tea drinkers on both sides obediently made room for one person.

Ling Ran hesitated for a moment, and sat up, and the people on both sides automatically and consciously sat a little further away.

"This is a chai kiln teacup. I went to Jingdezhen last month and found a chai kiln made by Mr. Feng. There were 6 tea cups in one kiln, and one was burnt out." Tian Qi laughed as if talking about something funny thing.

"Old Mr. Feng is very famous." Tao Ping helped to speak, and said: "Xiao Qi knows that I like it, so he specially goes to the firewood kiln. The firewood kiln is dirty and tiring, and the cost is high. Now people I don’t even want to do it anymore. Besides, Feng’s kilns are all in the mountains, so Xiaoqi has been imprisoned for several days.”

Tian Qi laughed, looked at Ling Ran and said, "Dr. Ling was also locked up in the operating room for several days, it doesn't matter, and I brought a lot of food and drinking utensils there, life is quite convenient."

Ling Ran picked up the cup and tasted it.

He drank a lot of tea with his mother, and he already tasted good or bad.

"Is it good?" Tian Qi asked Ling Ran a little curiously.

"It's pretty good." Ling Ran nodded.

"This is the Iceland I took out from the family warehouse. If I like it, I can replace it with some more." Tian Qi said with a smile, and added another cup of tea to Ling Ran.

Ling Ran was also a little bit thirsty, so he drank it all in one gulp, and sipped it again.

Tian Qi made him another cup of tea.

Ling Ran drank again, then slowed down, looked around, and saw that Dr. Xiong, Dr. Miao and Juanzi downstairs were all there.

Ling Ran couldn't help asking: "Has the clinic extended its business hours now?"

In the past, Juanzi went back early to find a way to keep in shape.

"Where, we are discussing to decorate the clinic." Tao Ping laughed.

"Is it going to be renovated?" Ling Ran was surprised.

"Dr. Miao is already quite famous for doing cosmetic surgery and sutures. The neighbors often come here to see a doctor and buy medicine. I thought, let's renovate the clinic and make it a more professional operating room. Come out." Tao Ping's words were full of air, and she had the confidence to make money.

Ling Jie porridge downstairs, even listening to the noise above, shouted: "My father said back then that the plaque is not allowed to be moved. I have the ability to move the more the better!"

"A few neighbors heard about it and wanted to renovate it. This is not a discussion." Tao Ping smiled.

"Our business in Xiagou Alley has been steadily improving this year. Anyone who is willing to renovate can do it. From now on, it will be a competition between streets and streets." Another streetman who is about the same age as Tao Ping said, it is A small owner of a street gift shop.

"Not to mention the business elsewhere this year, our business in Xiagou Alley is indeed better."

"We were worse than Shanggou in previous years, but we are better than them this year."

The neighbors continued to chat.

Ling Ran drank tea silently, listening to their chat, he felt rather relaxed.

Xiagou is the place where he has lived for more than 20 years, and the upcoming changes actually made him look forward to it. About the equivalent of one-eighth of a bumblebee.

Tian Qi quietly made tea for Ling Ran, only feeling relaxed and the moonlight was beautiful.

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Note 1: Please analyze the author's writing intention, what the red, yellow and blue lights represent, and why the face is white. Combining the content of the article and connecting with reality, the limit is 50 words.