Chapter 338： life (1/2)

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At 6:24:28 in the morning, the sunrise in Yunhua City appeared on time.

Bougainvillea, creeper, and maple tree shaking their bodies desperately in the wind, as if welcoming the sun again.

Zuo Cidian carried a bag of buns, a bag of steamed buns, and a bag of pickles. He opened the door of the Xiagou Clinic and cooked it in the kitchen.

Since reporting to the Xiagou Clinic of the Ling family for the first time, Zuo Cidian will bring something up a few days apart. Don't spend too much money on things, tens of dollars, up to a hundred dollars, lest the Ling family have to pay him.

Of course, it is also Zuo Cidian who is relatively busy recently. Ling Ran is once again packed with emergency beds in the Yunyi emergency department. Although patients are discharged at a frequency of three or four daily, such a small number, coupled with the consideration of reducing the pressure on medical care, The number of surgeries that can be increased per day has decreased significantly.

The bed turnover rate is a comprehensive indicator. Many hospitals fail to meet the target and can only force patients to leave the hospital and be hospitalized, or transfer to other hospitals.

However, Ling Ran was unwilling to follow such instructions, and always required patients and at least one family member to reach the discharge index and pass the exam before they could be discharged—the examination questions are very simple yes and no questions. If the patient even has such questions, If they can't answer correctly, it means that they don't understand what to do and what can be done after being discharged. The prognosis must be very poor, so it is better to stay in the hospital.

In fact, since Concorde adopted the examination system, the effect has been very good, but most hospitals dare not delay the discharge of patients at all.

Strictly speaking, Ling Ran did this in violation of the hospital's rules and regulations, but the director Huo Congjun defaulted, and no one would be more.

As with any unit, employees are always selective in implementing higher-level policies. Soldiers bring mobile phones, police generate revenue, teachers treat students differently, doctors violate labor laws and work overtime for fatigue surgery.

For Zuo Cidian, the requirements of the hospital or the health and health committee and the like are far away and do not need to be considered.

He was quite satisfied with today's lamb buns.

The mutton was his own selected lamb. He used two rib meats. After shaving the bones, there was not much meat left. Then he filled the minced chicken leg with some onions and seasonings, and it became the stuffing of the buns. .

Zuo Cidian is all made of small buns, just enough for a breakfast, it can be said that working hours are more valuable than materials. In other words, the mind is more meaningful than the real thing.

Zuo Cidian skillfully ignited in the kitchen, boiled water, steamed buns, and cooked a pot of porridge.

Lamb buns can only be eaten while they are hot, and steamed again. Obviously, there is no deliciousness in the first cage, but it will not be too bad. Due to conditions, Zuo Cidian can only do his best.

The flavor of mutton buns was dispersed, and the porridge also tasted.

The residents of the Xiagou Clinic gradually woke up.

”Doctor Zuo ...” Dongsheng first got up, dressed, and said hello to Zuo Cidian. Then he picked up the watering can, connected it to the water first, and then filled the yard with water. It smells good, what do you eat today? ”

”Lamb buns ...” Zuo Cidian was embarrassed for a moment, then he touched Dongsheng's head and said, ”I brought you Nanshan's radish.”

”Oh, that's fine.” Dong Sheng smiled, and his mood relaxed instantly.

”Fritters with radish sticks should be better.”

At the door, Master Huang Mao leaned against the wall, holding a bag of food in his hand, and silently looked at Zuo Cidian and Dongsheng.

Dong Sheng carefully looked at Zuo Cidian, and then smiled to Master Huang Mao, helping him take over the food he brought.

Master Huang Mao sighed deeply, he wanted to come to serve Dr. Ling Ranling, but somehow got Xiao Shami's favor ... What's going on?

Master Huang Mao touched Dongsheng's head subconsciously, feeling better than the orange cat's **** downstairs.

”Doctor Zuo, you usually work very hard, these service work let us do a good job.” Master Huang Mao is not a very talkative person, he just expressed his dissatisfaction.

As a medical representative, it ’s a normal work area to give the doctor some breakfast, ask the doctor to sing a song, and visit a strange place.

However, Ling Ran is a character who can neither sing nor go to strange places. Sending breakfast is already what Huang Mao can find. The most efficient service is working. Who can think that the morning is a bit late , He has to compete with other doctors for the opportunity to make flattery.

Zuo Cidian looked at Master Huang Mao and said, ”I just do something as small as I can.”

”You're still a trivial matter. I'll just buy a fried dough stick and soy milk. Are you making mutton buns yourself?” Master Huang Mao took a deep breath and only felt that the peristalsis of his stomach had accelerated.

”Dr. Ling likes to eat fatty meat. I specially made mutton buns.” Zuo Cidian was even more proud, saying: ”I am a master at home making buns. Our hospitals like to eat some buns in the morning. Come hangover. ”