The geographical location of the Second Affiliated Hospital is similar to that of Yun Medical Hospital. They are both large hospitals in a busy city. There are bustling businesses, residential buildings, and various small businesses in the surrounding area.

Ling Ran was sitting in an alley not far from the hospital, eating tofu puffs, two fried dough sticks, and a plate of pickles, which was quite relaxing.

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

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

Ling Ran casually used a master's physical examination to inspect the customers he could see from the left and right, and was able to see a typical facial feature of alcoholism: flushed complexion, thickened and greasy skin, telangiectasia, conjunctival hyperplasia and rosacea.

boom.

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

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

There are those who haven’t finished their food, looking at their food hesitantly, and there are also those who take out their mobile phones to hail a taxi, but of course there is no result...

Ling Ran continued to eat his own tofu without any fuss. He had done emergency medicine all night last night and finally moved forward with the task. However, he was hungry because the energy potions could not replenish him. If he didn't eat enough, he was worried.

I can't even complete the operation today.

Hypoglycemia makes your hands shake.

"Boss, give me another bowl of soy milk and a fried dough stick." Ling Ran ate up the remaining tofu in the bowl, pushed the bowl away, and while waiting for the soy milk, he ate some peanuts in boredom.

"Well... I see you don't 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 walk together in a minute. Where are you going?" The little girl, who looked like she was twenty-two or thirteen years old at most, secretly clapped her hands for today's rain.

Ling Ran smiled: "I'll go to the hospital in a minute. No need to bother you. Someone will send 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 wet in the rain."

"Can't get wet in the rain? Can't get wet in the slightest rain? Why?" Countless Korean drama symptoms began to appear in the little girl's mind.

Ling Ran said: "I'm going to have surgery soon."

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

But the little girl's eyes almost burst into tears, and she blurted out without thinking: "I'm waiting for you. No matter what surgery you do, it doesn't matter."

For a moment, the little girl's heart was filled with romance.

"The king sent me to patrol the mountain..."

Ling Ran's cell phone rang, and after picking it up, Zuo Cidian's voice came: "Doctor Ling, it's raining outside, I'll come and pick you up..."

"We're here to pick you up!" A young nurse's voice came from Zuo Cidian's cell phone, and she burst into bold laughter.

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

The little girl opposite asked with wide eyes, "Is someone coming to pick you up?"

"Yes." Ling Ran stuffed the fried dough sticks into the soy milk and ate it.

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

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

The little girl looked at Ling Ran, with two villains fighting in her heart:

"When he is sick, he must be at his most vulnerable. People want to take advantage of him while he is sick."

"Yeah!"

boom.

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

Ling Ran stood at the door of the shop, looking at the highway in the capital with the howling wind, and felt that he was in a good mood.

The tofu is delicious, the fried dough sticks are pretty good, and the soy milk is okay. The air after the rain is particularly good, and the dry air has improved. At four o'clock in the morning in Beijing, there are fewer cars on the road, and the smell has become more pleasant.

It feels like home.

Two young 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 were almost jumping with joy the whole way.

"Dr. Ling, I heard that you don't like folding umbrellas, so we got this straight-handled one." The little nurse took out a Wong Fei-Hong-like umbrella that could be used as a crutch and a weapon, quite a bit asking for credit.

"Thank you." Ling Ran took the umbrella and tipped it over, raised it with satisfaction, and then opened it easily, with an extremely graceful movement.

The two young nurses looked drunk.

The romantic little girl makes me jealous.

"We're going to the hospital." Ling Ran nodded again, held up an umbrella, and walked slowly to the hospital.

Two young nurses followed closely behind.

In the snack bar, the young men who did not bring umbrellas and no one was willing to lend them just felt a chill and desolate...

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

"You eavesdropped on me? How could you eavesdrop on others?" The little girl exuded anger, and her 22 years of resentment was so sad and depressing.

boom.

The thunder in the sky sounded like a thunder.

Ling Ran observed the surroundings with great interest.

When he first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital, he didn't like the surrounding area. He came in the afternoon, and the area was bustling with traffic and family members and patients. It was a bustling mess, but it didn't have the cuteness of the night.

Ling Ran couldn't help feeling that the energy potion was really good. He could avoid the most crowded afternoon and enjoy the quiet midnight. Thinking of this, Ling Ran couldn't help but take out a bottle of energy potion and drank it from Yang Tian.

"Let's do the surgery." Ling Ran put away his umbrella and turned around and entered the hospital 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 preliminary inspections, but he still had to verify the most important part.

"The Second Affiliated Hospital has prepared 2,000 ml, and 3,000 ml can be used at any time." When Zhang Anmin answered, his expression was a little distorted.

Although during emergency liver resection, Ling Ran had a patient who lost 5,000 ml of blood, but the patient still bled all the way. Now in the hospital, it is not easy to lose 5,000 ml 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 also considered bleeding madmen.

"The Second Affiliated Hospital also proposed to send two deputy high officials as assistants." Zuo Cidian specifically mentioned it again.

"If there is a doctor who is willing to come and pull the hook, I can come." Ling Ran often went to Knife Flying, and he used the doctor at other people's homes just like he used a dog. He didn't think that the doctor at the top three hospitals in Beijing was that 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 arranged the positions casually. Letting the attending surgeon from the Second Affiliated Hospital come in to avoid encountering unfamiliar equipment, or the equipment from the Second Affiliated Hospital is strange.

It's almost inevitable.

"Okay." Ling Ran nodded to the anesthesiologist, indicating that the anesthesia was ready.

"Director Xu, hold on."

"Come on, Director Xu."
Chapter completed!