Great Doctor Ling Ran

Noisy.

Howling.

As soon as the sky was bright, a sweeping sound came from the yard.

Ling Ran turned up and got up, thinking: Did dad sleep on the sofa last night? Get up so early.

He washed on the second floor and changed clothes before going downstairs, and he saw that the road had been cleaned, and even the ditch on the road was washed with water. A slender back not far away was at the intersection. Struggling to clean ...

Slender?

Ling Ran laboriously recalled Comrade Ling Jie porridge's increasingly washing machine body, full of doubts, is there any mental problem in the neighborhood?

"Hello Dr. Ling."

Huang Mao, who was doing cleaning, heard the sound of the door lock opening, and sighed with relief, if Ling Ran didn't come out again, his waist would have to be abolished.

In the face of Ling Ran's suspicion, Master Huang Mao smiled and said, "I bought a fried dough stick, soy milk, tofu brain, I don't know if you like it or not, and some side dishes, just in the basket by the door. I'll get it."

Master Huang Mao took a broom and ran over. He picked up a bamboo basket from the bluestone slab next to the gate of Xiagou Clinic. Breakfast is neatly arranged inside, and depending on the appearance of the packaging, it should be purchased at the end of the lane, which is enough for five or six people.

Ling Ran took a moment and looked at Mr. Huang Mao quite unexpectedly. Although he often receives gifts, such gifts with a large amount are relatively rare. Generally speaking, if girls send food, they are either big names or imported Either it is a feature or a self-made, and you use the dough sticks of your own lane to fill the number ... boys ... boys really don't give gifts.

"I represent the company, thank you for your support." Teacher Huang Mao recalled the content of the sales course and said carefully: "Today I'm here to help you and do something."

"Hello." Ling Ran looked at the other with suspicion.

记得 He remembers Huang Mao, the medical representative of Changxi Pharmaceutical Company, who seems to have a strange head, and only smirks.

Master Huang Mao smiled and said, "Dr. Ling recently opened a lot of our company's consumables. Although they are all opened under the name of Director Huo, but it should be counted with you. We will separate it for you. Today is nothing, just Thank you for your special ... "

Master Huang Mao has gradually adapted to the work of medical representatives, and especially learned the skills of deep smile in front of female clients and shallow smile in front of male clients.

Despite the disappearance of the runway, Comrade Huang Maoshi, who did not want to eat youthful meals and wanted a little more dignity, felt that the work of medical representatives was suitable for him.

Master Huang Mao looked at Ling Ran with a blank expression, and then smirked, "It's a good idea to pick up your yard."

"Oh, please come in, you can sit in the middle." Ling Ran finally understood and politely led him to the stone table in the middle of the yard.

Mr. Huang Mao put the broom by the door, put in a flower basket, and said a few words, and then put the food into the table. When Ling Jie and Tao Ping came downstairs, Mr. Huang Mao was fully familiar with Ling's kitchen, not only boiled With milk and fried eggs.

Looking at Master Huang Mao who was busy in the kitchen, Tao Ping couldn't help hesitating, looking at the food on the table, saying unnaturally: "Xiao Ran, who came to our house to help with cooking before are usually pretty girls. .Actually, it ’s okay, like the girl who came to fish the whole time, although I am a bit ... ”

Ling Jie porridge immediately heard Tao Ping's entanglement and couldn't help laughing: "Wife, what do you want? This is a medical representative. He came to the house to give gifts because Ling Ran was a doctor. You want to be bad. "

"I don't think so?"

"Yeah, it ’s like a medical representative who often comes to our clinic, that is, to send infusion bags or something, not to help us do this, do that ..."

"You're wrong."

"Ah?" Ling Jie porridge froze for a few seconds, suddenly a little panicked.

Ling Ran finished eating the fritters in his hand, clapped his hands, and said, "I have gone to the hospital."

"Dr. Ling, Dr. Ling." Master Huang Mao, who had just brought the soup out of the kitchen, quickly called to Ling Ran, and said, "Do you want to go to the hospital to continue the operation, right?"

"Of course." Ling Ran nodded.

"I just forgot to say it. Director Huo let me tell you before, because the ward is full, it's best to postpone the operation today, and wait for the patient to be discharged tomorrow. We will vacate the bed. Let's continue the tang method." Wipe your hands, it looks like housework.

"There are no beds ..." Ling Ran only thought at this time that he didn't seem to be discharged from 13 patients with tang method. It means that half of the observation rooms in the emergency department are patients.

Imagine that there are five other treatment groups in the emergency department. It is estimated that the ward has started to add extra beds.

"President Zhou has agreed to get another operating room. For ready-made rooms, as long as the beds are put in, Unicom, such as oxygen, will do." Master Huang Mao grinned humorously: "Started this morning, up to a few God will be. "

Needless to say, this business is also handed over to the Changxi Provincial Pharmaceutical Company.

Lingran doesn't care about this ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ I just can't go to the hospital for surgery, I feel bored instantly.

Ling Jie porridge may be seen, or it may be to avoid the correction of his wife ’s attitude, or it may be purely stingy, and he said to Ling Ran: "No need to go to the hospital, just help at home, let ’s see the doctor now There are too many people, and there are patients who Su Jin sent to be sutured. I will make a phone call in a while to ask Dr. Miao not to come. "

"Where is Dr. Miao?" Ling Ran asked.

"It is a part-time doctor who is invited to do sutures and also make needles." Ling Jiecon proudly put up **** and said, "As long as this number."

"Two thousand a month?" Ling Ran thought, even cheaper than Dr. Xiong?

But Ling Ling groaned with some depression, saying, "Two hundred a day. Where is two thousand so cheap?"

Master Huang Mao came out at this time with the cooked seaweed egg soup, and laughed: "Our company now invites a driver, and we have to bargain for 300 yuan a day."

"That can't be compared." Ling Jie porridge gave thanks, and invited Master Huang Mao to sit down again. "The driver can find more jobs. How many places can doctors take part-time jobs? Isn't it? So this is called the market economy." , The market determines the price. "

Huang Maoshi naturally would not refute, nodded with a smile.

"In short, today's labor savings, Ling Ran, you come to sew." Ling Jie porridge rubbed his hands, very happy.

"I now have more than 500 pieces for one operation." Ling Ran calmly sipped himself a bowl of soup.

Ling Ling immediately turned to Huang Maoshi, who nodded slightly.

Ling Jie porridge was surprised for only two seconds, then she opened her mouth and laughed, and then said with some regrets: "Oh, when will our clinic be able to perform this operation, it's fine, dad will give you eight ... six hundred Cost of surgery. "