Chapter 553 Inspection

The pure white corridor is wide and tidy.

The yellow wooden doors on both sides were all wiped clean. On the left and right sides of each door, there was still a palm-length alcohol gel locked and a pot of pothos or spider plant.

A group of doctors, wearing long white coats, walked in the middle of the corridor.

Every time you reach a wooden door, a doctor will come forward, check the name and bed number, and then lead the doctors in.

"It's Dr. Ling who came to make rounds."

"Doctor Ling got up really early."

"Doctor Ling has already started leading the group, it's amazing."

"By the way, we are hepatobiliary surgery."

"But... Doctor Ling's clothes are wrinkled just right..."

The little nurses and doctors poked their heads with relaxed faces, and then spoke in a low voice. The hepatobiliary surgeons above the attending level were not so relaxed.

"Zhang Anmin, a 25-year-old boy." Standing beside He Yuanzheng, an attending doctor cursed resentfully.

He Yuanzheng was also upset, but he just chuckled and said, "What's the use of scolding Zhang Anmin?"

The attendant also laughed twice in his heart, thinking, you are the director and don't scold Ling Ran, but I, a little attendant, have a brain twitch and say him. I don't know if there is Ling Ran's eyeliner around.

With a "hum" in his nose, He Yuanzheng turned around and went back to the office. He didn't see what he saw and his heart was pure. Anyway, Ling Ran only checked a dozen or twenty of his sick numbers.

The several doctors present all gave a "hoo" at the same time.

Several people looked at each other, and then they all looked at each other and smiled wryly.

"Hey, I don't want Ling Ran to come, it's actually just a matter of one sentence." The attending doctor who spoke earlier seemed to be explaining his useless scolding just now. Similarly, there was no subject in his words, but everyone knew what he was referring to. Director He.

"It's not necessary." The only deputy head of the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery said lightly, without any enthusiasm.

He was promoted after He Yuanzheng became the director. When I was working as an attending doctor, I didn't feel that once I was promoted to the deputy high school, the desire to be the director would rise instantly.

However, he is less than 5 years younger than He Yuanzheng, and it will take 20 years for He Yuanzheng to retire.

However, just like many second-in-commands who have similar experiences, everyone is still optimistic about the first-in-command job-hopping, being raped, and getting cancer.

Otherwise, the mentality would have already collapsed.

Another little doctor coughed and coughed twice, and said, "Didn't Director He stuck Ling Ran yesterday? Do you feel it?"

"What do you feel?" The deputy high frowned slightly.

The little attendant looked at the others, and tentatively said in a low voice: "Being dicked."

"By whom?"

"Everyone."

"All..." Deputy Gao couldn't help looking at the other doctors.

"The report we sent to the laboratory was the last one, and the intern seemed to complain a few words." An attending doctor recalled: "I was beaten back twice."

"Yes, yes, the interns in our group were also cocked when they sent the order in the past. Tell me what you can do." Another attending said with a laugh: "I think it's okay to be a cock. It’s normal to be fucked if you don’t memorize your medical records.”

The attendant next to him looked at him like a fool: "Is it normal for you to go to the imaging department to shoot a film and be cut in line all the time?"

"We've been cut in line a lot."

"The little nurses in the surgery department also rolled their eyes one after another, and we wore the surgical gowns ourselves." The doctor who had the surgery also felt the difference.

"Forget about the surgical gown, I can't even call anyone to help me when I do the waist puncture, so I can only call Guipei."

After several people said this, they all understood a little bit.

"A right is more helpful than an unjust one." The deputy high said suddenly, the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, and he turned and left.

Several attendings looked at each other, bowed their heads silently and left.

In the hepatobiliary surgery ward, Ling Ran continued to do physical examinations and post-operative examinations for the patients as usual. Occasionally, when he encountered one or two patients with bad cervical spine, he even gave them a massage.

Zuo Cidian followed Ling Ran closely, and couldn't help laughing: "Doctor Ling, if you make ward rounds like this every day, you won't have time for surgery."

"The pre- and post-operation of the gallbladder still needs to be checked comprehensively. Well, let's take a look at this patient's CT film." As soon as Ling Ran finished speaking, Yu Yuan who was behind her immediately came forward with a laptop.

Yu Yuan, who is 1.475 meters tall, raised the notebook slightly, and Ling Ran could see the content on the screen without turning his head, which was very convenient.

When the patient and his family members saw a group of doctors coming in, they were already concentrated, and being held on the bed by Ling Ran, who were palpating and watching films, it was impossible to say that there was no touch in their hearts.

Ling Ran performed post-operative examinations on 7 people, and got 2 primary treasure chests—at an entry-level level, I am sincerely grateful for such a high proportion. It can be said that non-medical factors accounted for a greater proportion.

And in the mission state, the treasure chests Ling Ran got would be doubled.

In other words, 7 people contributed 4 primary treasure chests, which is higher than Ling Ran's treasure chest obtained from master-level hepatectomy, or, compared to his perfect-level Achilles tendon repair and severed finger replantation, the "heartfelt thanks" The ratio of treasure chests is high.

"It's all right, let's observe for one more night today, and leave the hospital tomorrow." Ling Ran gave Zhang Anmin instructions after seeing the CT scan.

Theoretically, these patients are handled by Zhang Anmin, but not all of them are in charge of the beds. From this point of view, it is unreasonable to call Zhang Anmin a second-year-old. He is more similar to the comprador class in hepatobiliary surgery.

Ling Ran patrolled the hepatobiliary surgery bed unimpeded, without the slightest disturbance.

He Yuanzheng pretended he hadn't seen it, let alone other doctors.

There are two main reasons for the various departments of the hospital to rob patients. The first factor is naturally to make money. The medical expenses and consumable expenses incurred by patients for surgery, medical expenses incurred in hospitalization, etc. are the main sources of income for doctors. The second is to practice hands. If a surgeon can't perform 100 operations a year, he can't even maintain the hand feeling. If he wants to improve, the demand for surgery will be even greater.

In these two aspects, Ling Ran's pressure on hepatobiliary surgery is actually not much.

On the one hand, he left patients in the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, which not only did not reduce the income of doctors, but also reduced their workload. On the other hand, the cholecystectomy performed by Ling Ran was not the focus of the hepatobiliary surgery doctors.

On the contrary, department directors like He Yuanzheng will be more affected.

It's just that He Yuanzheng is not yet reckless enough to stand up and confront Ling Ran.

...

Outside the office of the emergency center, Jin Feng stood up quickly when he saw the Ling Ran team coming in mighty force.

Ling Ran still remembered the prison boss who delivered the garlic, so he nodded to him alone.

Jin Feng quickly returned a smiling face, watched the team disperse and returned to the office, and quickly followed Ling Ran.

"Doctor Ling, my brother is doing well recently, thank you." Jin Feng smiled like a cactus.

Ling Ran: "You're welcome."

Jin Feng saw that Ling Ran had no desire to chat, so he hurriedly said, "I brought a few more bottles of garlic, and one more, I brought a small ornament, please give it to me."

As he spoke, he took out a large stainless steel plate.

The stainless steel plate is rectangular, more than half an arm long and half an arm wide, like a bulletproof armor, stuck to Jin Feng's clothes.

It was only when Jin Fengju showed it to Ling Ran that Ling Ran noticed that the stainless steel plate was actually carefully painted.

"It's all rubbed out with a knife." Jin Feng said: "I specially found the picture. This one shows Bian Que seeing Duke Huan of Cai, and the back shows bone scraping to heal his wounds."

"This is……"

"It's also made by us prisoners. It takes a lot of work to do. It takes more time than the cross-stitch and so on, and it looks better."

Indeed, the engraved picture on the stainless steel version has a strong texture and is very distinctive.

"Some kindness, Doctor Ling, take it back, you can hang it on the wall, or make it a good-looking decoration." Jin Feng said, and Ling Ran held it up.

"I received it, take it back." Ling Ran resolutely sent Jin Feng out of the house using the routine he had learned many years ago.

Looking back, I saw that the garlic was still on the ground.

Ling Ran hesitated for a few seconds, took out his mobile phone, and called Zuo Cidian: "Ask the person on duty at night, if you want to go to Shao's restaurant, the prison garlic is served with barbecue, and you can order two bamboo rats."