Six Hundred and Sixtieth IX Drunk

The geographical location of the Second Affiliated Hospital is similar to that of Yunyi Hospital, both of which are large hospitals in the downtown area. There are both bustling businesses and residential houses in the surrounding area, and there are many small businesses and hawkers.

Ling Ran sat in an alley not far from the hospital and ate tofu nao, served with two deep-fried dough sticks and a plate of pickles, which was quite relaxing.

Compared with the local snacks in the capital, national foods such as fried dough sticks and tofu nao are very well made. If you pull them out from any small shop, the taste is quite outstanding.

Of course, there are also quite a few customers in the store. At 5 o'clock in the morning, there are still 30 to 40% of the occupancy rate, which makes people have to admire the large population of the capital.

Ling Ran casually used a master-level physical examination to inspect the customers who could see to the left and right, and he could see the facial features of a typical case of alcoholism: flushed complexion, thickened and greasy skin, telangiectasia, conjunctival hyperplasia, and rosacea.

boom.

Thunder exploded in the sky, and everyone in the store panicked.

Several customers who had finished eating or were about to finish eating quickly stood up, thinking about running out while paying their bills.

Those who haven't finished eating, look at their food and hesitate, and some take out their mobile phones to hail a taxi. Naturally, there is no result...

Ling Ran continued to eat his tofu nao in a calm manner. Last night, he went to the emergency department all night, and finally pushed forward the task, but he was hungry because the energy potion could not be replenished. If he didn't eat more, he would be worried. I can't even complete the operation today.

Hypoglycemia is shaking hands.

"Boss, give me another bowl of soy milk and a deep-fried dough stick." Ling Ran ate up the remaining tofu nao in the bowl, pushed the bowl away, and while waiting for the soy milk, he boredly ate peanuts between his hands.

"Well... I don't think you have an umbrella." A young white-collar girl mustered up the courage to sit in front of Ling Ran.

Ling Ran nodded: "Yes."

"I brought an umbrella. We can go together later. Where are you going?" The little girl, who was at most 22 or 3 years old, secretly applauded for today's rain.

Ling Ran smiled: "I'll go to the hospital later, don't bother you, someone will bring an umbrella over."

"No trouble, no trouble." The little girl shook her head repeatedly.

Ling Ran glanced at her umbrella and denied it: "Your umbrella is too small, not enough for two people, I can't get caught in the rain."

"Can't get in the rain? Can't it rain at all? Why?" Countless Korean drama illnesses began to appear in the little girl's mind.

Ling Ran said, "I'm going to have an operation soon."

Being exposed to the rain increases the chance of catching a cold, and it also makes the body cold, affecting performance... All in all, Ling Ran would not take such a risk.

Tears almost came out of the little girl's eyes, and she blurted out without thinking: "I'll wait for you, no matter what surgery you do, it doesn't matter."

For a moment, the little girl's heart was about to burst into romance.

"Your Majesty sent me to patrol the mountains..."

Ling Ran's cell phone rang, and when he picked it up, Zuo Cidian's voice came: "Doctor Ling, it's raining outside, let me come pick you up..."

"We're here to pick you up!" A nurse's voice came from Zuo Cidian's cell phone, and he laughed boldly.

"Okay." Ling Ran replied, and hung up the phone.

The little girl on the opposite side stared wide-eyed and asked, "Is someone coming to pick you up?"

"Yes." Ling Ran stuffed the fried dough sticks into the soy milk and ate like a rat.

Generally speaking, if ordinary people adopt this way of eating, their image will definitely lose points.

But to Ling Ran, it just seemed more free and easy.

The little girl looked at Ling Ran, and there were two villains fighting in her heart:

"When he is sick, it must be the most vulnerable time. People who want him while he is sick."

"Yeah!"

boom.

The rain outside the window became heavier, and the accumulated rainwater rushed out of the small river at the edge of the road.

Standing at the door of the small shop, Ling Ran felt in a good mood looking at the howling and windy Beijing road.

The tofu nao is delicious, the deep-fried dough sticks are pretty good, and the soy milk is okay, too.

The air after the rain is particularly good, and the dry air has improved. At four o'clock in the morning in the capital, there are fewer cars on the road, and the atmosphere has become more livable.

Two little nurses ran over quickly from the inpatient building. One was holding a big umbrella in his hand, and the other was holding a big umbrella. They almost jumped up happily along the way.

"Doctor Ling, I heard that you don't like folding umbrellas. We took this kind of straight handle." The little nurse took out an umbrella that looked like Huang Feihong and could be used as a walking stick and a weapon, which was a bit of an invitation for credit.

"Thank you." Ling Ran took the umbrella upside down, lifted it up in satisfaction, and then opened it easily, with extremely chic movements.

The hearts of the two little nurses were drunk.

The little girl who is romantically blooming makes her jealous.

"I'm going to the hospital." Ling Ran put a cloud back and nodded, then held up his umbrella and walked slowly to the hospital.

Two little nurses followed closely.

In the snack bar, the boys who didn't bring umbrellas and no one was willing to borrow them felt desolate due to the cold...

A young man boldly walked up to the romantic girl, and whispered: "Hi, I just heard you say you are willing..."

"Are you eavesdropping on me? How can you eavesdrop on someone else's speech?" The little girl exuded anger all over her body, and her 22-year-old grievance was bitter and chilling.

boom.

The thunder in the sky is like a sound.

Ling Ran looked around with great interest.

When he first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital, he didn't like the surroundings. I came here in the afternoon, surrounded by heavy traffic, family members and patients, and the bustling mess, but it was not as lovely as night.

Ling Ran couldn't help feeling that the potion of energy is really good. It can escape the most congested afternoon and enjoy the quiet midnight. Thinking of this, Ling Ran couldn't help rubbing out a bottle of energy potion, and forced Yang Tian to drink it.

"Go for surgery." Ling Ran put away his umbrella, turned around and entered the inpatient building.

A quarter of an hour later, Ling Ran saw Director Xu Jinyi lying on the operating table.

"Is the blood ready?" Ling Ran knew that Zuo Cidian and Zhang Anmin would do the preliminary inspection, but they still had to verify the most important part.

"The Second Affiliated Hospital has prepared 2000 milliliters, and 000 milliliters can be called at any time." When Zhang Anmin replied, his expression was a little distorted.

Although Ling Ran had a patient who lost 5,000 milliliters of blood during the emergency liver resection, but he bled all the way. Nowadays, in the hospital, it is not easy to bleed 5000 milliliters of blood.

Of course, it cannot be said that there is no such thing. The patients with portal hypertension that Feng Zhixiang met that day were considered bleeding madmen.

"The Second Affiliated Hospital also proposed that they could send two vice-senior assistants as assistants." Zuo Cidian specifically mentioned it again.

"Any attending doctor who is willing to pull the hook can come to one." Ling Ran often went to throw knives, and ordering the attending doctor of other people's house was like handling a dog. He didn't think the attending doctor of the top three hospitals in Beijing would be so special.

After a while, under the gaze of the director of the general surgery department of the Second Affiliated Hospital, an attending doctor came in obediently.

"Zhang Anmin will be the first assistant, and Zuo Cidian will be the third assistant." Ling Ran randomly arranged the positions. The reason for letting the attending doctor of the Second Affiliated Hospital come in is to avoid encountering unfamiliar equipment, or strange equipment from the Second Affiliated Hospital—this is almost inevitable.

"Okay." Ling Ran nodded to the anesthetist, indicating that the anesthesia is ready.

"Director Xu hold on."

"Director Xu, come on."

"Director Xu is waiting for you to come back." There were chaotic voices inside and outside the operating room.

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