Chapter 508: Apprentice

7 o'clock in the morning.

There was the sound of sweeping the floor in the yard.

Ling Ran couldn't fall asleep for a long time, turned over on his back, took a shower first, then changed into a pair of half-new underwear, put on his pajamas and walked out, thinking: Could it be that Dongsheng is here?

In the yard, a figure with a straight back, straight waist, is sweeping the floor, but it is the part-time doctor Miao Tansheng of the clinic.

Hearing the sound from upstairs, Miao Tansheng, who had his back to the second floor, swept the floor more seriously. With those pepper-like eyes, he stared at the yard carefully, as if trying to sweep out the ghosts of last year's melon seeds.

Ling Ran raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, turned around and went back to the room, since it wasn't Dongsheng who came, he didn't want to bother.

If he is willing to take care of others, Ling Ran will go to the hospital today. Professor Feng and his disciples haven't left yet.

It was because there were too many people who wanted to chat, that Ling Ran decided to go home and rest.

By the way, the rest of the doctors in the treatment group were given a holiday.

Miao Tansheng swept the floor carefully for a long time, but he didn't hear the sound from the second floor. When he turned around, he saw that the guardrail on the second floor was empty.

"My dignified surgeon sweeps the floor for you, but you don't even say hello?" Miao Tansheng became more and more unconvinced when he thought about it, and threw the broom on the ground with a snap.

Ga.

Ling Ran pushed the door open, holding the phone in his hand: "That's right, it's in Xiagou. Xiagou Clinic, there is a light in front of the door. There are tofu nao, thank you."

Miao Tansheng hurriedly picked up the broom again, stared at the door on the second floor, and said with a smile: "Doctor Ling, don't order takeaway, I'll make breakfast, or I can buy it."

"Have you changed your career to become a medical representative?" Ling Ran was slightly surprised.

Most of the doctors in the clinic don't care about the boss, let alone the boss's family members.

Dr. Xiong, who has been employed by the Xiagou Clinic for a long time, has been discussing salary issues with Ling Jiezhou all the year round, but he will never buy food for the boss for a salary of 5 yuan.

Dr. Miao rolled his eyes with a smile, and said, "I know a few medical representatives. If you want to know more, I can introduce..."

Ling Ran looked at Dr. Miao without speaking.

Dr. Miao was stunned, and smiled to himself: "Look at me, I'm very confused, why do you need me to introduce you? Hey, it's still good to be in a big hospital. If you want to know a few medical representatives, you can get to know a few medical representatives. Back then, I was in the hospital..."

"What do you know so many medical representatives for?" Ling Ran didn't agree with Dr. Miao's thoughts at all, and cut him off before Dr. Miao entered the stage of recalling the past.

Dr. Miao couldn't say what he wanted to say, he was terribly holding back, but he still insisted on smiling: "I wanted to say that I got to know one more chance, but what you said is that you don't really need so many opportunities..."

"Doctor Miao, I don't like chatting." Ling Ran began to equate Miao Tansheng with the neighborhood aunt.

"It's like this...it's like this..." Miao Tansheng said a few words, then looked up at Ling Ran, and said cautiously: "Dr. I have almost practiced. Recently, I feel that I have improved a bit. I would like to ask you to help me take a look. I know, I know, I am not a full-time doctor in our Xiagou Clinic. In this regard, I have always considered it this way. When I am skilled here, I will serve our Xiagou Clinic for at least three more years..."

"Well said!" On the second floor, Ling Jieyu was already clapping his hands, as if wishing he could fly down the stairs, he shouted: "Three years is too short, at least five years."

Miao Tansheng smiled wryly: "Boss Ling, I didn't mean to only serve for three years, but to learn the technology and serve for another three years. Moreover, when the time comes, we will be happy together, so I will continue to keep it."

"No salary increase within three years?" Ling Jieju changed direction.

Miao Tansheng looked at Ling Jiezhou and laughed a few times, and said, "I've always been getting a commission."

Ling Jieju wiped the corners of his eyes that hadn't been wiped clean with his hands, and nodded slightly: "The commission is fine, but your time as an apprentice can't be counted in. Ling Ran, how long will it take you to teach Dr. Miao."

"It depends on how much you have learned. It can be a few months or a few years." Ling Ran himself has upgraded the system, and Miao Tansheng does not have such conditions, so he has to spend time.

However, Miao Tansheng's vision is good, he also learned suture, and the effect he learned from Ling Ran is definitely better than most doctors.

Ling Jie congee smiled and said, "That means three years will be counted from the time you leave the teacher. By the way, Lao Miao, if you study medicine with my family Ling Ran, isn't that the same as Ling Ran's apprentice?

Miao Tansheng turned his head and shouted to Ling Ran, "Master!"

He has been in society for so long, so he doesn't care about suffering a sentence or two.

On the contrary, Ling Jieyu was a little irritated. With such an old apprentice, our family, Ling Ran, is at a disadvantage.

"Have you contacted the patient?" Ling Ran cleaned up the topic again.

"Contacted, a patient's wound burst, I asked him to come in the morning, about 8 o'clock." Miao Tansheng has been working outside for many years, and has also made a small reputation. From time to time, there will always be Customers come to your door.

Of course, surgeons don't always have as many old patients as physicians do. Once the circumcision is cut, it cannot be cut again, and the double eyelids are the same, and, to be honest, even a social doctor like Miao Tansheng doesn't want to see the same patients all the time.

There are thousands of ways to make money, and one of the reasons why doctors can persist is the sense of accomplishment.

Miao Tansheng also needs a sense of accomplishment.

In other words, since he left the public hospital, he has a special need for a sense of accomplishment.

So, even if it's just a small suture, a small beauty needle, Miao Tansheng also hopes that the suture will be better, and even better...

At 7:40 in the morning, the patient arrived at the Xiagou Clinic.

A strong round-faced woman, she was still taking selfies as she walked, and when she sat in the consulting room, she said without raising her head, "Wait a minute, I'll post a circle of friends."

As she spoke, she held the phone with her injured left hand, and then tapped on the screen with her injured right hand. When the blood stained the phone, she just wiped it casually with the bandage wrapped around her palm.

Miao Tansheng had an understanding smile on his face, and asked, "Sister Dong, the wound is bleeding, let's sew it up first."

"Okay, you sew on your left hand, and I'll take a photo." Sister Dong graciously gave up her left hand, and took a selfie with her mobile phone in her right hand. All options pulled to the top, try again.

At this time, Miao Tansheng took off the bandages on her left hand.

"The injury is serious, how did you do it?" Miao Tansheng asked.

"My husband beat me." Miss Dong pouted.

"Domestic violence?" Ling Jie porridge, who was about to leave in front of him, heard it and stopped immediately.

Sister Dong couldn't help putting down her phone, frowning and looking at Ling Jiecong: "Don't talk nonsense, I just lightly punched him a few times, at most a little skin trauma, what kind of domestic violence?"

Ling Jie congee was stunned.

Miao Tansheng coughed and said, "Well, Director Ling, Sister Dong and her husband often call each other..."

"Usually I win." Sister Dong proudly raised her head, put her phone flat, and began to check Moments.

I saw in Jiugongge's circle of friends, a petite woman with a pointed chin, bowing her head and showing a bloody wound. Because the phone was held close, everyone around the table could see her words in Moments: Don't be arrogant in victory, don't be discouraged in defeat, don't cry when your hands are broken, don't cry when you bleed!

"Sew beauty needles?" Miao Tansheng looked at the wound, and said again: "The effect of the beauty needles is probably not very good. This time the wound burst. Hey, the last time the stitches were almost healed."

"I can't help it. He robbed me of melon seeds to eat, can I not resist?" Sister Dong stretched out her hand as she spoke, and said, "Look at the seam, whether it will leave a scar or not."

Miao Tansheng couldn't help looking at Ling Ran.

"Yes." Ling Ran looked at the wound without any hesitation. He has a master-level butt suture book, a master-level intradermal suture, and a master-level subcutaneous invisible tension-reducing suture. When superimposed, it is easy to treat such a wound.

Sister Dong raised her head abruptly, and said, "Your doctor's voice is really nice...wow, so handsome?"

Miao Tansheng pretended not to hear it, took the anesthetic himself, sucked it up with a needle, then said to Sister Dong's palm, "I'll give you a local anesthesia now, it might hurt a little."

"It can't be painful." Sister Dong looked at Ling Ran without looking at her phone, and said, "This clinic of yours should save money on anesthetics, it doesn't hurt at all!"