Ling Ran thought about it after receiving the task.

Zhang Anmin has just learned to have liver resection. Is it an entry-level? If it is difficult, it is actually an entry-level to be able to complete a liver resection surgery.

If this is the case, it will be difficult to cultivate Zhang Anmin to specialize.

Then, if Zhang Anmin has not yet reached the level of entry...

Ling Ran felt that it would be difficult to train Zhang Anmin to get started.

After all, it is a hepatectomy. Even if it is done once, it still has difficulties to be overcome.

Furthermore, Ling Ran has done everything he can do. It is impossible to devote himself to teaching Zhang Anmin for a task. The more he devotes to teaching his disciples, the more he receives.

Therefore, Ling Ran did not make any adjustments, so he checked the rounds, collected treasure chests, and had surgery as usual.

The emergency center of Yunhua Hospital seems to have become quieter.

Orthopedic patients who need long-term hospitalization, as well as hepatobiliary patients who are always anxious to be discharged from the hospital, come to the hospital, leave the hospital with anxiety, with hope.

In the cloud doctor, the green ivy is waving, the spider plant is dancing, and the big white goose is squeezing.

on Monday.

Zhang Anmin rushed to the outpatient building early, and with the help of Zuo Cidian, he received a sticker with the words "Expert Clinic". Then, he pretended to be casual, but actually put it seriously in front of his outpatient office.

Once you become an associate chief physician, you are qualified to hang the "Expert Clinic".

Zhang Anmin is also the second doctor in the hepatobiliary surgery department to have an expert outpatient sign, so it is not considered Ling Ran.

The sign of He Yuanzheng was hung diagonally opposite to the sign of Ling Ran.

Zhang Anmin only dared to take a look, took a deep breath, and quickly returned to his office.

After years of gaining power, Zhang Anmin did not dare to visit He Yuanzheng, but he still wanted the position of the deputy high school. Even if he offended He Yuanzheng, Zhang Anmin was happy. He was different from other doctors in the hepatobiliary department, or the deputy high school hepatobiliary department who had left before. Other doctors became deputy high school and had to make meals under He Yuanzheng's hands. Naturally, there were all kinds of pain and contradictions. Zhang Anmin didn't have to be afraid. He was a 25-year-old, and after becoming a deputy high school, he could only find food from the emergency center. He didn't have to think too much about the sequelae of hepatobiliary surgery.

"Doctor Zhang, today I will arrange 25 numbers for you. Let's get used to it first?" Zuo Cidian smiled. As usual, he arranged 10 numbers for Ling Ran, and helped Zhang Anmin arrange them too.

After all, Zhang Anmin has no subordinates yet. As a deputy senior on the first day, he has to enjoy it.

Zhang Anmin stood up: "25 numbers are enough."

Zuo Cidian stopped calling him "Xiao Zhang", but Zhang Anmin was a little uncomfortable.

Zuo Cidian smiled and gave an explanation casually: "Often there are about 30 numbers? Thinking that you just started the outpatient clinic, there shouldn't be many plus numbers, and 25 numbers will be enjoyed first. Dr. Ling has many plus numbers and old patients, so adjust the number a little less."

"It's appropriate." Zhang Anmin quickly agreed.

"Okay, I'll ask Xiao Qu to give you a blow." Zuo Cidian nodded and went to the next room to serve.

Turning around, Qu Xiaolian came in and greeted Zhang Anmin.

Zhang Anmin breathed a sigh of relief. It was obviously much more comfortable to have a helper than staying alone in the office for medical treatment. Zuo Cidian could think of this, but Zhang Anmin felt warm in his heart.

Zhang Anmin quickly shook his head, and it was just a wrinkled braised egg, which was even more unpalatable.

"Director Zhang?" Qu Xiaolian asked in a low voice.

Zhang Anmin was shocked and subconsciously said, "Just call Dr. Zhang."

"Oh." Qu Xiaolian responded obediently.

Zhang Anmin suddenly felt a little regretful again. How rare is the title of Director Zhang? When he returned to the Department of Hepatobiliary Surgery, no one shouted that.

Thinking of this, Zhang Anmin couldn't help but look at the reflection on the computer, and then smiled at his pretty young face.

"Doctor Zhang, are we starting to enter?" Qu Xiaolian went out and came in again, and asked again.

"Let's start." Zhang Anmin sat upright.

...

Between a wall, Ling Ran nodded, Zuo Cidian immediately went out of the door, tied his hands, and sang: "Patients with registered number 1 can come in."

“No. 1.”

"I hung up No. 1."

Several patients waiting in the corridor also shouted a few times. Without waiting for another shout, a middle-aged man stood up and entered: "I'm number one."

"It's been quite early." The patient next to him laughed twice. The nurse guarding the corridor at the outpatient clinic of the hepatobiliary department was allowed to enter 5 numbers at a time, and the remaining four people were chatting in a low voice.

The old man sitting in the innermost smiled and said, "It's the first time I'm here to hang up Dr. Ling's number."

"That's right, can you tell it?" The patient who was laughing just now looked over.

The old man said: "Doctor Ling's outpatient clinic has many scalpers who buy tickets, and it is probably costing money for No. 1."

"What's the point, it's just spent money." The middle-aged man was sitting outside, and he habitually covered his waist and spoke.

The patient waiting opposite asked, "Are you so sure?"

"I spent money on the 4th." The middle-aged man covering his waist said bluntly, and then look at the others.

"Me too."

"kindness."

The old man laughed proudly: "My son was assigned to him in the early morning."

"Filial son!"

"You can, my grandfather."

“Save money.”

At this time, the patient opposite looked at them curiously and asked, "How much does a scalper's ticket cost?"

Several patients who had registered their entries looked at each other but didn't say anything.

The awkward atmosphere floated for a few seconds, and the middle-aged man still covering his waist said, "I spent 700."

"Tsk tsk."

"No bargaining."

"I used to be the director of 301, only 1200."

"That's the doctor you quit. Some scalpers in 301 have got two or three thousand."

The patients communicated with each other, and gradually there was no sound again.

The registration fee of a few hundred yuan is already a big burden for ordinary people, not to mention two or three thousand. Moreover, it is not like medical expenses and reimbursement space. The registration fee for scalpers can’t be reimbursed for a penny.

"I hope it can be cured well." The old man spoke first, after all, he didn't spend much money.

The middle-aged man covering his waist hummed twice and whispered: "I've seen it once, and I can find a way to find a plus next time. Dr. Ling only has 10 numbers, and the plus numbers are usually hanged."

"Every time I come to add the sign, it's troublesome."

"Every time?" The middle-aged man covering his waist smiled: "If you can't see it a few times, why don't you see it? Dr. Ling's number is just for the surgery. Do you understand?"

Several patients nodded together.

Social news may not report on the doctor's medical skills and surgical skills, but for patients, everyone always needs to understand through various channels, especially diseases such as intrahepatic bile duct stones. The course of the disease is long and painful, and the operation process is dangerous. Patients who decide to do the surgery must always consider it for a long time.
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