"This is the only way to do today's surgery."

The last operation of the day was almost completed, and Ling Ran tore off the surgical gown.

Zuo Cidian, who was still at the end, was still a little unsatisfied, but he couldn't say such tough words even if he insisted.

One more surgery may be one hour, or three or four hours. It doesn’t matter when you are in good condition. When you are in bad condition, you will be exhausted and dead.

What's more, he is already feeling tired now.

"Then I'll take the patient to the awakening room later." Zuo Cidian replied to Ling Ran in a low voice.

Ling Ran thought about it and looked at Zuo Cidian's red eyes. After all, he thought about it for the patient: "Ma Yanlin wants to be an assistant, so let him go to the awakening room to watch."

It is not obvious when the surgery is done now. When Zuo Cidian arrives at the awakening room, sits next to the hospital bed, and then looks at the patient lying steadily on the hospital bed, he will feel sleepy and the sky is dark and the meaning of staying at the awakening room will be lost.

In contrast, Ma Yanlin and Lu Wenbin came here not long ago and were both assistants. They looked like they were not burdened, so they were naturally very suitable for doing the work of keeping people.

Zuo Cidian and Ma Yanlin looked at each other and both laughed.

"Bristow surgery. Do you know what it means?" Ling Ran asked Zuo Cidian again before leaving.

Zuo Cidian quickly took up his last bit of energy and thought, "It is to make a dynamic pillar in the front and bottom of the shoulder joint, and use the short head of the biceps and coracoid process to prevent dislocation during the humeral head abduction and external rotation..."

"Yes, I'll find a few more patients like this. I'll teach you the bristow surgery." Ling Ran said and disappeared on the way to the shower room.

Zuo Cidian responded loudly: "I understand, go find it immediately."

He was a little afraid that Ling Ran would not be able to hear clearly, so he changed his mind and quickly made a decision.

After shouting, and turning his head again, Zuo Cidian saw Ma Yanlin and Lu Wenbin eating lemons on their faces.

"We should be positive when cooperating with Dr. Ling." Zuo Cidian intended to misinterpret the situation. After all, he is old and knows that it is easy to have fun at this time, but in the future, he will easily be poked steel bars from behind. Therefore, he just yelled in his heart: You are still your uncle!

"In the end, I'll be pitiful to me." Ma Yanlin sighed.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll invite you to dinner." Zuo Cidian still took the comfort route, and the folds on his face seemed to serve with a Doubli-like smile.

"The bristow surgery...the level is lower than the surgery you have done now." Lu Wenbin's theoretical basis is still quite good. If you think about it for a moment, problems will arise.

Zuo Cidian nodded and said without caring: "Doctor Ling should be based solely on his interest."

"It means I think of one hanging or another hanging?" Ma Yanlin raised his eyebrows.

"Maybe it's a dimensional reduction attack." Zuo Cidian said with a little smugness, saying, "What my son taught me."

Ma Yanlin curled his lips again: "If you can't achieve it, don't reduce the dimensionality and reduce yourself to your son..."

"Little Horse." Zuo Cidian called out softly, as if he had called "Yu", and said lightly: "Don't stand on the opposite side of the people."

Ma Yanlin looked up and saw the people Lu Wenbin slowly moving behind Zuo Cidian.

...

Ling Ran changed his clothes in the hospital and walked home along the sidewalk.

The morning wind was a little cool, making his windbreaker roar, and it was handsome.

Ling Ran was in a good mood and had a new mastery of his skills. For every shoulder surgery, he had 20 hours of practice, which was beyond common sense.

After all, surgery has its value when performed on living people, and it has its fun when performed on tool people.

Considering the various benefits brought by disseminating technology, it is even more comfortable.

Doctors like Zuo Cidian are no longer burdened by their wives and children. Learn more and better medical skills and can stay in the hospital for a long time to commit surgery, which not only increases his own income and sense of accomplishment, but also increases the patient's sense of happiness, and is also beneficial to colleagues and doctors, which is perfect.

If there is any profession in this world that is most suitable for fighting intravenous cases, doctors should calculate it. Of course, it cannot be compared with civil servants.

"Lingran, are you off work?" Tian Qi walked happily from behind and caught up with Ling Ran's footsteps.

Tian Qi put on a Burberry windbreaker, and the same sounded in the minute. She waved her sleeves gently and signaled that the helicopter hiding behind the tree can leave.

The transparent glass helicopter waved his head obediently, trying to lower his voice, and flew away like an elephant standing on tiptoe.

"I took Zuo Cidian for several operations." Ling Ran was not interested in helicopters, and he put some steps in a little bit, walked side by side with Tian Qi, thought about it and shared the small achievements he had just achieved, and said: "Zuo Cidian's Latarjet technique has been promoted to specialization."

"If Dr. Ling is a teacher, any kind of student will get high scores." Tian Qi turned to look at Ling Ran and said, "I'm a little envious of Dr. Zuo... The company's affairs are more cumbersome. I have been rectifying the financial system of the group company these days, and I have spent a lot of effort to fire a financial one. I don't have any sense of accomplishment at all."

"Has it been successful?" Ling Ran asked.

"Reorganization of finance is a long-term project... Oh, the firing of finance is of course successful."

“Success should bring about a sense of accomplishment.”

Tian Qi listened to Ling Ran's magnetic voice, feeling shrouded in gentleness, and said softly: "You are right. Even if it is a meaningless company business or insignificant success, you should enjoy this sense of accomplishment."

"Sense of accomplishment is very important." Ling Ran has a say in this. If he had not pursued it with all his might, the help that came from the sky might have buried him early.

What's the point of getting it easily?

Thinking of this, Ling Ran suddenly wanted to go to the hotel... to play Honor of Kings.

Tian Qi went with her happily.

The wind blows.

Ling Ran and Tian Qi were sitting on the recliner on the left and right, with floor-to-ceiling windows and US dollars in front of them, and a small round table on each side.

Ling Ran held the phone with both claws, with a serious and serious expression.

Tian Qi held a cup of English tea, curled up one leg, and looked at Ling Ran playing games with her head.

Whenever Ling Ran’s screen turns gray, Tian Qi will drink tea and chat with Ling Ran to discuss.

A cup of tea was quickly drunk.

Behind.

The middle-aged female assistant who usually wears high heels also changed into flat shoes at this time. She looked at Tian Qi with relief, and she looked happy to chat with Ling Ran every once in a while, and a smile couldn't help but surge on her face.

Looking back, the middle-aged female assistant also had a little sternness on her face, but she still commanded the dozens of people in front of her seriously, laying the dining table for the next lunch, changing the carpet, setting the background style, etc.

Looking at a group of people who are well-trained and capable in their movements, even if they are exchanged for large glass chandeliers, it is silent, like a group of giraffes with their toes. A sense of accomplishment arises in the heart of the middle-aged female assistant.
Chapter completed!