Chapter 780 Time Is Tight and Tasks Are Heavy

the next day.

Ling Ran took a late sleep, and then watered the flowers and plants that he hadn't seen for a long time, and the sky in the distance revealed a milky white color.

Medical representative Huang Maosheng graciously delivered a full breakfast of pot sides, oil cakes, and flat meat, and helped the courtyard of the Xiagou Clinic to sweep and sprinkle water, and then helped wash rice and cook a pot of porridge, and then left with a smile.

His main job now is to contact Ling Ran, and he has gradually figured out Ling Ran's preferences. Knowing that Ling Ran doesn't like being around people all the time, he is happy and relaxed. If there is any inconvenience, that is, Ling Ran's working hours are a bit weird, and for the sake of so many bonuses every month, Huang Maosheng reluctantly endured it.

Ling Jiezhou heard the noise, and came downstairs wearing a hurdle vest.

The vest is a bit worn, the shoulders are slightly yellowed, and there are some curls. Ling Jiecong didn't care, patted his shoulders, swayed to wash up, took a rag, wiped the railings, tables and chairs, then straightened up, saying: "Young people nowadays don't know how to do housework. No, those who only know how to sweep the floor and sprinkle water don't know how to use a rag, I mean your medical representative, he doesn't do things carefully."

Ling Ran missed the point of his father's words, so he let out an "oh".

"How about it, next time I can tell you something for you?" Ling Jie congee half-jokingly offered a suggestion.

Ling Ran asked without comprehension: "Why do you want a medical representative to do it?"

"Because I'm lazy." Ling Jie porridge laughed.

Ling Ran nodded in agreement.

"I'm lazy about this kind of thing, I can only say it myself, you know?" Ling Jiecong sighed helplessly, feeling like he had explained something in vain, but he still said: "That medical representative of yours still needs to be used normally. If you don’t need it, he’s also guilty. After a long time, he’s used to not doing things. If you let him do things again, he can’t do things anymore. Isn’t that the same as giving up his support? You have to get the people under your hands to move."

Ling Ran looked at Ling Jiezhou suspiciously, and said, "You used to say that about the doctor who was attending the consultation, but the other party resigned."

"That's because the doctors in the past were ignorant. Look at the old Xiong, Dr. Xiong. Isn't that because you are used to being squeezed out... No, is it because you sit in the clinic with peace of mind? Besides, the medical representative resigned, and the pharmaceutical company will replace you , you don’t need to worry about it.”

Ling Ran continued to say "oh", and started to scoop up the porridge.

Ling Jie Congee can be regarded as a person in the medical field. The so-called pig running has never eaten pork, and he has a deeper understanding of the relationship between doctors and medical representatives. Speaking of pharmaceutical companies and pharmaceutical representatives at this time, I specifically reminded: "For companies like Changxi Pharmaceutical, most of their flagship drugs overlap with those of other companies, and there is not much difference in drug efficacy. I Knowing that you don't like to think about too many problems, you can just think about after-sales."

"After-sales service?" Ling Ran looked over.

"If you have any requirements for medicines, you can put them forward. You can ask for their data or information. In this way, you can also screen out useful pharmaceutical companies. Of course, Chauncey Pharmaceuticals has cooperated for a long time. Yes, you can maintain the status quo, and then enter new drugs and the like, and you can choose a more professional pharmaceutical company.” Ling Jieju looked at his son, and said inexplicably proudly: “Especially what kind of new surgery you want to develop At this time, it is also very important for pharmaceutical companies to cooperate."

Ling Ran nodded slightly, looked at his father in surprise, and agreed: "It makes sense."

Ling Jie porridge smiled with his hips on his hips: "Right, don't look at your father, I'm not a doctor. I'm Qing'er in the medical field. Of course, I don't have experience in surgery or something. You are better than blue, son." Yes, but if you want to talk about things in hospitals and pharmaceutical companies, I can still teach you for another two or three years."

crunch.

The door to the bedroom on the second floor was pushed open.

Then came Tao Ping's voice: "Don't listen to your father, he called yesterday to ask people, and asked for hours."

Ling Jie congee almost lost his temper with laughter: "Honey, we agreed to take care of each other."

"Oh, I forgot." Tao Ping's tone was surprised.

Ling Jie congee looked up and said, "Put the smile off your lips.

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"I really forgot about this." Tao Ping followed suit.

Ling Ran silently drank the porridge, ate some oil cakes, drank some pot sides, ate another bowl of flat meat, killed two eggs, served with a salted egg yolk, ate a few grapes, and chewed one Pear, I saw that the courtyard has returned to tranquility.

"I'm going to work." Ling Ran wiped his mouth, raised his voice, and went to the backyard to drive.

Holding her increasingly round belly, Ling Jiecong reminded on the second floor: "Old Chen will take his uncle to see a doctor later, you remember."

"Cholecystitis?"

"That's right. Old Chen used to make pancakes. You really like the sesame cakes you made."

"Why don't you sell it?"

"He used to have a relationship with the Grain Bureau. He could buy old-grain pancakes at a low price. Later, the system was restructured, and the old-grain was sold to make feed. His profit here is low, so he should not sell it." Ling Jie porridge. Dun said again: "All the money he earned in the early years was used to buy a house, so he should concentrate on being a landlord now."

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clinic.

Under Zuo Cidian's suggestion, Ling Ran only released 10 numbers, and then sat quietly in the examination room and waited.

Ling Ran is now a well-known surgeon. Not only is there publicity in the mass media, but also doctors in the industry will recommend patients to come here. After leaving the country for more than a month, during this period, the accumulated patients are not in the minority. If too many numbers are assigned, today's patients will not be able to see them.

Not long after, the patients entered in order, followed by a request for a plus sign.

"Doctor Ling, I have seen a doctor with you before."

"Doctor Ling, the operation I performed at your place before."

"Doctor Ling, Doctor Liu from the First Hospital of Wuxin City asked me to come here, but I didn't get registered..."

As expected, Zuo Cidian arranged the places for the patients with the plus sign, and put away the slips handed out in order. Zuo Cidian greeted the hospital's medical staff with a patient or their family members with a smile.

Ling Ran didn't need to worry about it anymore.

After seeing one outpatient, he will see the next one. He doesn't need to call the number himself, let alone the sequence and other things, which is convenient.

Ling Ran currently possesses master-level "physical examination" skills, and his diagnosis rate for common surgical diseases is extremely high. On the other hand, most of the patients with the plus sign have been diagnosed with problems, and the disease spectrum is basically concentrated in the liver, knee joint, Achilles tendon and finger flexor tendon. Compared with the older generation of surgeons, or surgeons in Europe and America, Ling Ran's disease spectrum is still narrow.

Take the patients who can do it to the emergency center, introduce the patients who can't do it, and give drugs to those who need conservative treatment... almost one morning has passed.

The neighbor Lao Chen called at 12 o'clock and brought his 38-year-old uncle upstairs.

"I'm really sorry. My uncle works in an Internet company. He's really busy. He can't even ask for leave. He can only leave an hour early and take a lunch break." Lao Chen, who is in his early 50s, insisted. After apologizing, he pulled the dull little uncle over and said, "Don't look at him as young, he can make a lot of things. If he is less than 40 years old, he has cholecystitis for 12 or 13 years."

"It's been 12 years, and it was found out in the second year after joining the company." Xiao Chen sat across from Ling Ran, and then introduced his illness: "I was in pain a few days ago, and I hung up the water while I was working overtime at night. No more fever. I thought about cutting it off."

"Let me check." Ling Ran put on the gloves.

"I can only ask for two days off, plus half a day on weekends. If two days are not enough, I will continue with conservative treatment." Xiao Chen quickly explained his needs.

Zuo Cidian couldn't help but said: "Cholecystitis surgery, although it is very common now, is still an operation, and it only takes two days with the operation and rest? Your job is terrible."

"No way, the project is too tight. I stopped alone, and the whole project team had to stop and wait for me. I checked on the Internet, and some comments said that Dr. Ling's surgery has a good prognosis and fast recovery, yes How about this?"

"Two days is too short." Ling Ran shook his head slightly.

"Two and a half days?" Xiao Chen bargained.

Ling Ran still shook his head: "Under normal circumstances, a cholecystectomy is performed under a laparoscope, and you will be discharged from the hospital in three days, and you will be able to work normally in seven days."

"I know, but I really can't ask for leave. The project I am working on is linked to the high-speed rail. If I slow down here, it will not only affect my project team, but other project teams will also be affected. As for my colleagues, Some appendicitis has been treated conservatively for two or three years..."

Old Chen also said aside: "My little uncle, I really can't get away. I don't know much about the project I'm working on, but it's also a very important one. Ling Ran, help me find a way."

Ling Ran couldn't help but glanced at his avatar, and the remaining time hung at 4 hours and 21 minutes.

To put it bluntly, although his cholecystectomy is a professional level trained by himself, and his technical level is not as good as that of He Yuanzheng in hepatobiliary surgery, if he cooperates with a virtual human, he still has an advantage in terms of prognosis.

After all, there is a huge difference in difficulty between the open-book exams that have been marked in advance and the closed-book exams that are confused.

"Go to the examination bed, I'll take a look." Ling Ran stood up.