Chapter 1288： Are you sick

Felix drew a distance of two meters from Ling Ran, and then followed him to the parking lot. He was a little excited and excited.

He stepped on small broken steps, each step was about 18 pieces of Chlorophytum leaves, his arms were shaken with great strength, and his body was twisted and twisted. It was similar to walking while stretching the stiffness of the bones and muscles of a long operation.

Felix at this time is the image of a pure American old man, as if he were different from the Chinese old man.

The empty parking lot, the air is cold and cold.

Felix took a few hard breaths, feeling unusually comfortable.

He didn't feel this feeling for a while.

Looking back, when he first became the chief, he had such a pure pursuit of technology in his mind.

At that time, he earned a lot of money, but it was not too exaggerated, so he was able to calmly look at the various material comforts in life. At that time, his family relationship was stable and the child was still in the lovely stage, so he was able to devote himself to work. At that time, his energy and physical strength were at the peak of his life, and he had a nearly perfect imagination for the pursuit of technology, so he was able to control his mood and immerse himself in clinical medicine...

It was also a beautiful and simple day.

Felix was proud and missed it, and wanted to reproduce it.

After walking for a while, Felix became even more interested, and said loudly: "Doctor Ling, you may not know that, when I was in medical school, I walked to the parking lot like this every day. It's very similar to your hospital, and they are all open ground parking lots. At that time, my freest time every day was on the way to the parking lot. What about you, Doctor Ling? Where do you find the most free and most comfortable?"

Ling Ran gave Felix a strange look and said, "Of course it is the operating room."

Felix was taken aback and smiled: "However, when you have just started the operation and were a resident, it is impossible to feel that the operating room is free."

Ling Ran thought about it for a while, nodded firmly, and said, "The operating room is the most free."

"Will you be happy if you don't be the chief surgeon?" Felix is ​​not convinced. He also understands the working mode in some Chinese hospitals. He knows that the assistants in the Chinese operating rooms are inferior to the assistants in the American operating rooms. Not to mention the resident doctor acting as an assistant.

In fact, when watching the video, Felix even saw an associate professor acting as an assistant and was kicked in the leg by the professor. This is basically invisible in the US medical system.

Ling Ran still only thought about it for a few seconds, and then said, "You will be happy if you don't take the lead."

"Happy to be scolded?"

Ling Ran frowned, "Why were you scolded?"

Felix stayed for a few seconds, stared at Ling Ran's face for a few seconds, and said, "Were you scolded when you were a resident?"

"will not."

"Why?" Felix asked back: "Even if you...even if the chief has a good temper, there are always moments of emotional breakdown and want to scold someone, won't you scold you?"

When the main sword is angry, the Chinese and foreign are unified. In fact, Chinese surgeons did not learn techniques from the West. The inheritance of Xiehe Hospital came from the United States.

It's nothing more than how much English people use when scolding people, how much elegant words and swear words are.

However, Ling Ran's experience was indeed different. He recalled briefly, and said, "I started as a resident doctor and spent most of the time as the chief surgeon."

Felix was even more surprised: "Why?"

Ling Ran felt that the problem of this American man was really strange. He showed politeness for the last time, and replied, "Because the surgery I performed is effective, probably for this reason."

Ling Ran didn't mean to analyze deeply. He took two quick steps and pressed the key in his pocket. The bright and shiny Jetta in front of him called out.

Felix was still doing complicated thinking questions in the back. Ling Ran stepped forward to pull the car door, sat in the cab, and checked the surroundings carefully before he fastened his seat belt with satisfaction.

Speaking of it, his Jetta King was originally not so bright, but after being cleaned and prepared in the car wash room arranged by Yunli Pharmaceutical Company, the paint color has become more beautiful, and Ling Ran has also liked to drive it recently.

The engine started slightly, buzzing.

Ling Ran was not in a hurry. For him, the operating room was a very comfortable place, and the environment inside the car was actually quite clean. There are no complicated affairs, no assistants who come and go, and no girls who are constantly in touch with all kinds of ideas. No matter what angle you look at, Ling Ran feels at ease.

Snapped.

Felix got in the car and closed the door, then looked at the plastic parts that can be seen everywhere in the car, and then looked at Ling Ran and asked, "This is your car?"

"Yes." Ling Ran nodded.

Felix couldn't help but glanced at Ling Ran pityingly, and said in English: "Can Chinese doctors really not make money?"

Ling Ran didn't answer him.

When Felix asked, he didn’t expect Ling Ran to answer. He just couldn’t help but smile, and then pretended to be comforting, saying, “It’s okay. When I first started as a doctor, I drove a broken Japanese car. When I was young, driving an old car was also a good experience."

Ling Ran was very happy to see Felix amusing himself, so he ignored him and continued to drive.

Felix smiled from the corners of his mouth. Ling Ran driving a broken Jetta made him feel more flesh and blood.

Felix took time out at this time and sent a message to Karen.

After a while, Ling Ran drove into the back door of Xiagou clinic.

The newly renovated Xiagou clinic looks quite modern, and it looks quite unique in the old Xiagou alley.

Felix nodded tastefully, and got off the car and said, "It's a pretty good building. Is this your private clinic?"

He saw the sign of the hospital.

Ling Ran nodded and said, "This is my clinic."

Felix was taken aback: "Your clinic?"

Ling Ran nodded, and then saw a huge figure rushing out of the courtyard.

"Xiao Lingzi, you are back!" The nurse Juanzi watched Ling Ran grow up, and her face was relieved now: "A lot of people come to your neighbourhood. If you don't come back, the clinic will be torn down. Up."

Ling Ran nodded and said, "I'll go take a look."

After speaking, he consciously sat behind the consultation table.

Several neighbors saw it and ran over immediately.

"Ling Ran, you haven't been home for many days, so don't be too tired." Aunt Liu in the neighbourhood told Ling Ran distressedly, and then said: "Aunt, I have something to ask you. Aunt, I have a relative. It’s been uncomfortable..."

Ling Ran listened slowly, letting Aunt Liu nag. Ling's clinic has been doing similar neighbourhood businesses for three generations. It is nothing more than his higher level and more trust.

For this kind of neighbourhood clinic, the focus is not on how many problems are solved or how many people have been helped. Just listen quietly to Aunt Liu and Aunt Li and Aunt Wang next to them are also relieved.

Ling Jie porridge and Tao Ping inquired, and came down from upstairs. Tao Ping pampered with two handfuls of her son’s hair, and smiled and took the dry foaming table over, sitting at the information counter, soaking the people around. Tea, listen to Ling Ran talking while drinking.

Ling Jie porridge turned around and went into the kitchen. He started cooking the porridge and making vegetables. UU reading

Juanzi ran over again, stood in front of Felix who was unclaimed, and asked, "You came to see the doctor?"

Felix looked at two Juanzi the size of his own, made serious gestures in sign language, and said in English: "I can't speak Chinese."

"Come on with an interpreter." Juanzi waved his hand and a good boy in the neighborhood was recommended.

The 16-year-old boy is at the age when Fenghua Zhengmao has a strong desire for marriage. In any case, he cannot lose face in the neighborhood. He looks at Felix who is eager to communicate and solemnly said: "What do you want to ask?"

"Just ask..." Juanzi thought about it: "Ask this foreigner, is he sick?"

The young man nodded, cleared his cough, raised his chin, asked Felix, and said, "What's-your-problem?"

Felix twitched his eyes twice, then looked at Juanzi's huge stature and hideous expression, and said to his heart: This is China's poor black area.

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