Chapter 12： Xiagou Clinic (1/2)

下 ”Xiagou” is located in the southwest corner of Yunhua's main urban area.

Several reconstructions after the founding of the People's Republic of China ended the history of the cross-flow of sewage, but it could not change the appearance of the village in the city.

There are several alleys criss-crossing the street, including old dilapidated low-rise buildings, and Guanzilou, which looks like a mysterious one. In addition, there are two-story old courtyards like Ling Ran's.

The old courtyard was left by Grandpa, and it was rebuilt and expanded by Ling Jieyu more than ten years ago.

For a while, it was also the most brilliant time of the Ling family. There was a constant stream of doctors buying medicine. Ling mother Tao Ping went shopping every day, learned to dance, learn tea, and watched a movie and played the piano. There was even money left to build a house.

The plaque of the ”Xiagou Clinic” of the Lingling family is still made of a whole piece of Nanmu ...

Now, in order to prevent the plaque from being stolen, Ling Jie porridge has to hang it in the yard, so that there is only a light box more than ten years ago flashing weird red and yellow lights.

Push the door open, and you can see that there are seven or eight people sitting or lying in the main room that has been transformed into an infusion room, hanging bottles.

They are also the main source of income for Xiagou Clinic. Nowadays, the drug business has been snatched by large and small drug supermarkets and specialized pharmacies. The emergency treatment business-originally did not exist, because Ling Jie porridge was not a doctor.

In the words of Comrade Ling Jieyu, He said that he was just a businessman who runs a clinic.

For this reason, the Xiagou Clinic had to hire a retired veteran doctor to sit in the hall all the year round, so that it earned less.

”Come back.” Ling Jie porridge was sitting in the entry-level office. There will always be all kinds of books and cases on his desktop. I don't know, and thought that Mr. Ling was in a good position.

But Ling Ran knew that Dad was just too lazy to clean up the desktop.

”Where is the white coat? How does it look like a student?” Ling Jieju stood up, carefully examined his son, and asked, ”Did you learn anything from Yunhua Hospital? The big hospital is good and has many rules. Very, you have to be careful. ”

Ling Ran nodded and asked, ”Where's mom?”

”How about making tea upstairs.”

”Just right, I'm going to drink tea.” Ling Ran said that she felt dry. Ms. Tao Ping has been in the industry for more than ten years, and the level of interests she has cultivated is still very high.

Ling Jie porridge also followed the stairs and said, ”It's good to go home and rest. I must work hard when I get to the hospital. At the very least, I need to take out the medical practitioner's qualification certificate and hang it in our clinic. Your father I do n’t have to ask a doctor all day for help. ”

”Doctor Xiong has gone up in price again?” Ling Ran heard Xiange knowing the elegance, or that he was watching Dad's buttocks, knowing what he was pulling.

Ling Ling nodded with heartache and said, ”It's another 50 yuan. Every month!”

He was talking about a retired old doctor invited by the clinic.

”It's time to raise prices for others. All the buns sold in the alleys have gone up.”

”It just rose by 25 when the Chinese New Year.” Ling Jie porridge shook his head: ”In short, you have to practice well, and strive to one day, inherit the family business.”

”My son went to Yunhua Hospital for an internship, and will he still return to inherit the family business?” At the balcony on the second floor, Tao Ping was sitting behind the tea table of the old boat wood, making tea leisurely and elegantly.

Compared with the noise on the first floor, the second floor is like a peach blossom source. Even the smell got better.

When Ling Jieyu saw Tao Ping, he immediately changed his dog legs and laughed. ”How could I be giving him the bottom? In case I can't find a job in the hospital, it's good to open a clinic at home. . Son, are you? ”