Lu Wenbin bandaged the little girl and watched her leave with her parents, feeling relieved.

"This is too dangerous. I'm afraid that her mother will scratch your face. Where can I find a doctor who can stitch you up?" Lu Wenbin was a little dissatisfied with Ling Ran's work in the treatment room.

It is too front-line and too low-level, and it is not taken seriously by either the hospital or the patients.

It is also a treatment. Patients with severed finger replantation will not be as fussy as patients with broken skin. Moreover, the surgeon does not need to worry too much about payment. During normal times, Ling Ran works in the operating room, leaving Lu Wenbin to

They will explain the precautions outside and make pre-operative notifications and signatures.

Lu Wenbin hoped that one day he would be promoted and be able to be such a pure doctor, instead of facing the complicated and shallow psychology of the girl's mother like he just did.

Ling Ran tidied away the tray in front of him and said: "Doing tension-reducing sutures is as interesting as doing tension-reducing sutures, and doing sutures for broken fingers is as fun as suturing for broken fingers."

"I would rather learn life-saving techniques and good-looking techniques first..." Lu Wenbin, who had just become a full-time employee for a year, shook his head. He did not agree with Ling Ran's words, but he just didn't want to refute them openly.

For Comrade Lu Wenbin, a junior resident doctor, what he yearns for is life-saving medical technology. Of course, tension-reducing suture can leave fewer scars. Compared with any continuous suture method, the overlock suture method is more popular among beauty lovers. What next?

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Lu Wenbin doesn't think this is the technology he pursues. Considering the time and energy required to learn a new technology, Lu Wenbin would rather spend time taking care of his old man.

Laotang is a little more interesting.

With good old soup, the food cooked out will be fresher and more fragrant, and it has a fresh flavor that is difficult to replace with other methods.

Lu Wenbin is happy to see others smile with satisfaction after eating the braised food he made.

Thinking of those expectant eyes, Lu Wenbin's body became lighter.

Dr. Zhou knew young doctors like Lu Wenbin too well and sneered: "Do you think you can learn whatever technology you want?"

Lu Wenbin was stunned and laughed: "Anyway, I am now learning replantation of severed fingers, Tang method, and Achilles tendon repair from Dr. Ling. I can't finish any of them."

When he said this, Dr. Zhou pursed his lips and was speechless.

Learning skills in a hospital is a very personal matter. To put it simply, it depends on luck.

If you follow a good tutor, you may learn good techniques. On the contrary, it will be miserable. You may learn over and over again and learn nothing in the end. The worst thing is that you can't even be lazy.

Thinking of this, Dr. Zhou smiled.

Skill trees are something that ordinary doctors really cannot control. In the end, it is likely to be decided jointly by the hospital, tutors, patients and even the times. However, it is not easy for any skill to reach a high point.

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"It's time to get off work, I'll go back first." Dr. Zhou stood up and shook his clothes, like a young man in troubled times.

The two nurses turned away in disgust.

"Let's go back too." Ling Ran also shook out his clothes and unfolded his somewhat wrinkled white coat. His whole body seemed to be shining with holy light, so handsome that it made people unable to open their eyes.

"Eh? Are you coming back so early today?" Dr. Zhou suddenly felt as if he had lost his psychological advantage.

"I made bad pork at home today." Ling Ran replied with a smile.

Lu Wenbin nodded in understanding: "Then I'll go back and make some pig trotters. I think I'll need four pots of braised pork trotters tonight."

The three of them talked and left the treatment room.

Doctor Zhou and Ling Ran walked side by side, feeling as if everyone around him was looking at him. The pressure at that moment was simply greater than the first time he performed surgery.

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Xiagou Clinic.

Lingjie porridge worked all afternoon before cutting the whole pork belly cooked yesterday into large slices, smearing it with fermented bean curd, placing it neatly on the plate, and placing it in a large steamer.

The aroma wafted out quickly.

"The seafood porridge doesn't have flower crabs, so I feel a little bit shortchanged." Ling Jie porridge sat at the tea table, looking at the neighbors coming and going below with a smile.

Tao Ping poured a cup of tea elegantly and said calmly: "Don't you want to eat meat too?"

"I can buy a bowl if I want to eat it, but it's not as delicious as the one I made myself." Ling Jie Porridge patted his belly and said, "I remember when I was a child, my family only dared to make bad meat during the Chinese New Year. Otherwise, the meat

Once the smell has gone out, more people will come, and the money earned in one day is not enough to share the meat with everyone."

"Will you still share the meat?"

"Some people will bring things, such as meatballs and hairtail fish, and some people are not particular about it. They will bring two baked potatoes and say they are for you, and ask you to send the bowl back after you finish. What should I do?

When you send a bowl back, you can't give it back empty. You can only spread a little bit of meat on it. If it's too little, it won't look good. You also have to put potatoes underneath. Then people will say that the potatoes haven't been oiled and they're not particular about it."

Tao Ping laughed when she heard this and said: "When I was a child, I often sent eggs to other people's homes in exchange for chickens and so on..."

"You were so cute when you were a child. If you go there empty-handed, everyone will be happy."

"Don't make trouble, eggs were very expensive when I was a kid." Tao Ping pushed Ling Jie's porridge away.

Thinking that he was probably on the wrong side again, Ling Jiezhou immediately said: "Today's business income has increased again."

"Another increase?"

"A lot of people came to chat, and I bought something before leaving." Ling Jiezu said proudly, "The health care product cabinet I built is pretty good."

"Come, have a sip of tea." Tao Ping stood up and poured a cup of tea.

Ling Jie drank the porridge happily.

As the clinic's business improved, the clinic's social functions gradually recovered.

In a place like Yunhua, the shops in the streets and alleys are never just shops.

Neighbors always like to gather in the most popular shops to chat and kill time.

Thirty years ago, Xiagou Clinic was the most popular shop in Xiagou. Everyone came to buy cold medicine and could sit there all afternoon. Before leaving, they would prescribe some herbs and go back to stew chicken. They could also pay with their medical insurance.

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Twenty years ago, the busiest place was the small shop at the interface, which sold beer and soda. In the summer, the neighbors would sit there all day long.

Nowadays, it is difficult for shops other than restaurants and mahjong parlors to accommodate dozens or even hundreds of neighbors chatting.

The large courtyard of Xiagou Clinic has become the reason why everyone likes it.

Especially for older neighbors, they lie down and chat while receiving infusion, and then take a nap when they feel sleepy. This is comfortable and natural.

Of course, the most important thing is that Xiagou Clinic can now attract not only old neighbors and patients from Xiagou, but also people from Shanggou and other surrounding places. The social scope has been expanded, which in turn has increased a stable customer base.

"Director Ling..." Dr. Miao stood downstairs and shouted, interrupting the world between the two upstairs.

"Dr. Miao, what's wrong?" Ling Jiezu came downstairs quickly despite his reluctance.

"I sewed the high-end customer that Jinlu Company just sent to me, and happily paid and left." Dr. Miao said with a smile.

Lu Jinling's Jinlu Company has been developing rapidly. The vans that were once used have long been abandoned and replaced by ambulances of different types. Recently, Jinlu Company has centralized the newly purchased ambulances and specially used them.

Running "high-end routes" in the city, in addition to the old patients in the hospital, the customers we receive are mainly regular customers of various beauty establishments, nightclubs, KTV and other places.

High-end customers can ride in a brand-new, spacious and comfortable ambulance without paying extra. They just need to call Golden Deer directly or place an order on WeChat or Alipay. There are recent discounts, which have attracted a large number of customers.

Dr. Miao's number of clients has increased steadily recently, especially clients who require cosmetic sutures, with two or three cases every day.

According to the agreement between Ling Jie Zhou and Miao Tansheng, after deducting the costs, the clinic will pay Dr. Miao 40% of the consultation fee. With more customers doing cosmetic injections, the income will be very objective.

Hearing that he had made money again, Ling Jiezhu couldn't help but smile: "As long as you are happy, high-end customers, not only should they cure their diseases, but also let them come and go happily."

"Yes, but the service requirements have been raised recently, and I also have a headache." Miao Tansheng rubbed his temples, looking embarrassed, and said: "Look, there are more patients in the clinic now, and Juanzi is alone.

It’s too busy at all. As for me, I don’t even have anyone to help me. Director Ling, can you also give me an assistant and a nurse?”

"If you add two people, the cost will be high. It will be difficult for you to earn so much."

"That's what I was about to say about costs." Miao Tansheng smiled and said, "I think it's too difficult to calculate costs. Consumables are not something I can save if I want to. Why don't you just go ahead and calculate them based on income?

alright."

Ling Jie Zhou clearly saw that Miao Tansheng's eyes were shining.

"I'll think about it, think about it." Ling Jiezhu couldn't veto it directly. It would be too difficult to recruit another capable doctor. The skill of cosmetic acupuncture is not something that can be obtained by anyone.

We can't let technology fall from the sky and fall on our own people.
Chapter completed!