Chapter 605： Postoperative (1/2)

”Dr. Ma, why don't you see Dr. Ling come over.” Sister Zhang, who was just in her early 40s, sat firmly on the lounge chair beside her son's bed, with a complaint in her tone.

Ma Yanlin, who was taking blood pressure of international player Li Tianhong, smiled and said, ”Dr. Ling didn't come to check the room yesterday.”

”I came yesterday, won't I come today?”

Ma Yanlin reluctantly sent a warm smile and said, ”Today is the fifth day of the operation. The patient's condition has stabilized. He should recover on time, and he will be checked again. There is no problem.”

”I'm not assured of what you said. I want to hear Dr. Ling.” Sister Zhang's attitude was more determined, and her tone became stiffer.

Since her lovely son Li Tianhong became a professional player, Sister Zhang felt that she was rarely neglected. Even in the hospital, she received VIP treatment before.

This time, the treatment is of course VIP. The special needs building is still quite satisfying to Zhang, and the operation seems to be very good. However, as the anxiety during the operation disappeared, Zhang began to struggle with the importance of the doctor.

The operation was performed by Dr. Ling Ranling. Ling Ran was the most famous for Achilles tendon repair. Sister Zhang naturally hoped that Ling Ran would come to the rounds.

Of course, she also knows that a doctor like Ling Ran must be very busy, just like his son has been busy every day after becoming an international.

However, from another perspective, isn't Ling Ran's so busy doctors frequently coming to the ward to make rounds to check the room? It's like letting someone who can't drink drink, as if more respectable.

It is still just the embarrassment of Ji Peili's Ma Yilin.

If you want to say, the family members of patients like Sister Zhang are actually young and old, and experienced doctors have a systematic routine. However, Ma Yilin is still just a small doctor.

It's a little bit more expensive than an intern, but it has less experience than a resident. Considering that the resident and the experience are basically not involved, the experience of Ji Pei is more like a joke.

Ma Yanlin can only smirk, and said Ai Ai: ”Today and yesterday are similar, Dr. Ling said yesterday that there is no problem ...”

”You said that the status is almost useless. You have to ask Dr. Ling to frown.” Sister Zhang frowned. ”Young man, we came to Yunyi for hospitalization, just to see Dr. Ling for treatment. Now Dr. Ling does not show up, but Let ’s listen to the little doctor, it ’s not offensive, I just do n’t feel convinced. ”

Ma Yanlin said, I still feel unconvinced.

However, Li Tianhong, who lives in the special needs building, is a sickness that the hospital leaders attach importance to. If Ma Yanlin is not convinced, he can only endure ...

Li Tianhong opened his eyes at this time and said, ”Mom, if you are in the hospital, nothing is the best. If there are a bunch of doctors around you, do you think it is a good thing or a bad thing?”

”Well ...” Sister Zhang shook her head again and again, and said, ”What are you talking about? You are going better every day. Mom is not worried for you. You still have to play football in the future. This is a daily rehabilitation. It is reasonable to have someone to guide you. ”

”Isn't someone in the rehabilitation room dedicated to coaching?”

”Can the doctors in the rehabilitation room compare with Dr. Ling? Dr. Ling's name, we all heard, the doctors in the rehabilitation room ...”

Li Tianhong laughed: ”There is a specialty in surgery, you can't let table tennis players play football.”

”Why not, maybe their performance is better.” Sister Zhang said smoothly, groaned, and quickly remedied: ”It's not you, son, you are different from other national football players ...”

”My Achilles tendon is shorter than people.” Li Tianhong said angrily: ”Also, the table tennis team is only a few people, thin and small, you have to compare, at least compared with the ... . ”

Sister Zhang groaned: ”Also, you can't control the ball anyway.”

Li Tianhong's face turned black: ”Mom, this statement is only suitable for me to say, you say it is like cursing.”

”can you?”

”Yes,” Li Tianhong affirmed.