Chapter 243： Beauty needles falling from the world (1/2)

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

”It's too dangerous. I'm afraid her mother will grab your face. Where will I find you a stitched doctor?” Lu Wenbin dismissed Ling Ran's work in the treatment room.

Too much frontline, the level is too low, it is neither valued by the hospital nor by the patients.

The same treatment, patients with broken finger replantation, will not be as fussy as patients with broken skin, and pay such things without worrying about the main knife. Normal time, Ling Ran is working in the operating room, let Lu Wenbin Explain the precautions outside, do preoperative notice and sign.

Lu Wenbin hopes that one day after he has been promoted, he can also become such a pure doctor, instead of facing the complicated and shallow psychology of the girl's mother as before.

Ling Ran cleaned up the tray in front of her, and said, ”It is interesting to make a reduction suture, and it is interesting to have a broken finger suture.”

”The life-saving technology and the good-looking technology, I would rather learn to save life first ...” Lu Wenbin, who had just turned around for a year, shook his head, disapproving Ling Ran's words, but he did not want to openly refute.

For junior inpatient Lu Wenbin, he longed for the life-saving medical technology. Of course, reduced sutures can leave fewer scars. Compared with continuous sutures, hemming sutures are popular with beauty lovers, and then ?

Lu Wenbin does not feel that this is the technology he is pursuing. Considering the time and energy required to learn a new technology, Lu Wenbin would rather take the time to take care of his old soup.

Old soup is even more interesting.

Good old soup, the burnt out is more fresh and more fragrant, and it is fragrant that is difficult to replace in other ways.

Lu Wenbin is very happy to see others, because he eats the lochi made by himself, and shows a satisfied smile.

Thinking of those anticipating eyes, Lu Wenbin's body should be lighter.

Dr. Zhou knew too much about young doctors like Lu Wenbin, smirking: ”What technology do you think you want to learn, what technology can you learn?”

Lu Wenbin was stunned and laughed: ”Anyway, I now follow Dr. Ling to learn to replant my fingers, learn the tang method, and Achilles tendon repair. I can't finish any of them.”

He said so, Dr. Zhou pouted, speechless.

Learning technology in the hospital is a very personal matter. In short, it is luck.

With a good mentor, it is possible to learn good technology, otherwise it is miserable, it is likely to learn to learn, and in the end nothing is left. The worst thing is that you can't even be lazy.

Thinking of this, Dr. Zhou smiled.

Such things as skill trees are really beyond the control of ordinary doctors. In the end, they may be jointly decided by the hospital, the mentor, the patient, and even the times. .

”It's time to get off work, I'll go back first.” Dr. Zhou stood up and shook his clothes, like a turbid idler.

The two nurses turned away disgustedly.

”Let's go back, too.” Ling Ran shook her clothes as well, unfolding some crumpled white coats, which seemed to be shining with holy light, so handsome that she could not open her eyes.

”Well? You are returning so early today?” Dr. Zhou suddenly felt like he had lost his psychological advantage.

”Today has made bad meat at home.” Ling Ran answered with a smile.

Lu Wenbin nodded in understanding: ”Then I will go back and make some trotters. I think it will be enough to cook four pots tonight.”

The three spoke, and left the treatment room.

Dr. Zhou and Ling Ran walked side by side, only feeling that everyone around them looked like themselves. The pressure at that moment was even greater than his first surgeon.

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Xiagou Clinic.

Ling Jie porridge was busy for an afternoon, and then the whole pork belly cooked yesterday was cut into large pieces, coated with fermented bean curd, arranged neatly, and put in a large steamer.

The aroma came out quickly.

”Seafood porridge has no crab. It feels a little loss.” Ling Jie porridge sat at the tea table, looking at the neighbouring neighbours with a smile.

Tao Ping poured a cup of tea elegantly and said lightly, ”Don't you want to eat meat too?”

”I want to buy a bowl, but I don't have the delicious food I made myself.” Ling Jie porridge patted his belly and said, ”I remember when I was a kid, I only dared to make bad meat at the New Year. Otherwise, the meat The taste is gone, and the people who come here will be too embarrassed. The money made in a day is not enough to share the meat for everyone. ”