Rebirth 90: I opened a hospital in Shencheng

Chapter 228 The outpatient team has sprung up!
"Professor Ma, Professor Yang, good night."

Song Dongyang was so happy that he sent Professor Ma and Professor Yang to the van that drove over from the People's Hospital, and escorted them to the Shum Yip Building opposite the Great Wall second-hand electrical appliance market for a rest.

No wonder Song Dongyang was so happy.

During the one-and-a-half-hour stitching practice, the four trotters he stitched last night were rated as No.1 by Professor Ma and Professor Yang who came from afar, and he won another ten points.

At the same time, Professor Ma Dongqing from England praised Song Dongyang, who is 30 years old, for being able to break through his previous suturing methods, and successfully mastered the new mattress suture method in a very short period of time.

And in the stitching of the four trotters on Saturday and tonight, he also showed his own stitching ideas.

This is really commendable.

"If you don't come to the mainland, you really don't know how it feels like crouching tiger, hidden dragon." After Song Dongyang, a young doctor with an exaggerated smile and ordinary dog ​​legs, drove his van away from Shum Yip Building.

Professor Ma Dongqing was very emotional, and said to Yang Haikun, who was standing next to him, "Dr. Xiao Song, the touch and understanding of surgery he showed, can be placed in Cambridge, England. He has such a talent. Students can make a fortune simply from scholarships.”

"Yes."

Professor Yang Haikun, in the pig's trotter suture practice tonight, also felt that Lin Ronghua and Liu Yueqian, two fledgling medical students in the research institute, showed super talent in mattress suture.

In terms of plasticity, these two students are not much worse than the 30-year-old Song Dongyang.

Professor Yang Haikun squinted his eyes, and said to Tang Yongqin, who was beside him with a wrinkled face, but also extremely charming, "Xiao Tang, this is the peer who will compete with you in Aihuamen in the future."

"Great! Professor Yang, I like Aihua Clinic!" Tang Yongqin smiled brightly.

"I want that kid to die!"

Lee's Villa, Clear Water Bay, Hong Kong Island.

Superboy was lying in the medical room of his villa, and the home nurse was changing the gauze and liquid on his bruised shoulder.

The grinning little Superman crumpled up the "Oriental Daily" in his hand that published his father counting frogs in his hand.

As the saying goes, good things do not go out, and bad things spread for thousands of miles.

Especially Hong Kong Island, a city with an extremely narrow circle.

Even if, from top to bottom of the Li family, including everyone in the Cheung Kong Industrial Group who knew about the kidnapping of his little Superman, they gave three warnings.

But the news that his little superman died in the circle of the rich second generation still flew out of nowhere, and it spread all over the city in less than half a day.

The most hateful thing is that Little Superman clearly knew that it was Nie Chen who did the trick, but because he didn't have any evidence, and let him brazenly ask his father Li Superman to escort him away from Hong Kong Island, he was able to escape.

It's just a chess difference, a piece difference!

Lying on the hospital bed, Superman howled endlessly, his chest was about to explode in anger.

His fair cheeks turned red. He looked at Sister Hua, the home nurse who was applying purple potion on him, and raised his hand to knock over the nursing plate in her hand.

Roaring loudly: "Contact Ma Zai at the inland hall, I only want that kid's life! I am willing to spend any money!"

Standing next to the nurse Sister Hua, Nono's Superboy's exclusive driver, Cheng Bo, remained silent.

He bent his body, leaned close to Little Superman's ear, and said to Little Superman: "Today, Qing Pi and Monkey from our group's public relations department have been sent to Shencheng by our boss."

"The two of them went to the deep city?" Superboy, who was still acting like a young master, immediately calmed down his anger on his fair face.

He clapped his palms and said, "Right now, I'm going to call Qingpi and Ma Liu."

"Good night, Doctor Nie."

"Good night, Sister Ju Jingying."

Nie Chen finished washing in the darkroom. Today's photos of patients taken in the ward and outpatient clinic, as well as the rolls of film taken by Lao Huang in the courtyard of Tongzilou, were also washed out.

When they walked out of the darkroom, Zhang Jingying and Wu Xiuju had already spread the bed cover behind their screen.

These two specially installed a fan on one side of the screen today, blowing directly on the wooden bed with a mosquito net.

Originally, at noon, Nie Chen was considering installing an air conditioner in the living room of the apartment. It could take care of Zhang Jingying and Wu Xiuju, who came here temporarily as security guards, and also cool down the old Chen family and the nurses who came to watch TV at night.

However, Zhang Jingying is a little disgusted with the air conditioner, thinking that the difference in indoor and outdoor temperature is too large, which will make the body weak.

Nie Chen could only give up.

"Good night, Amei." Before falling asleep, Zhang Jingying gave her evening care through Chen Chunmei. Wearing a small vest, she said good night to the vigilant Chen Chunmei.

Creak, creak, creak.

Nie Chen and Chen Chunmei, after the silence of 10:30, in the small bedroom as usual, there was a steady sound of the bed lattice hitting the wall again.

"Let's go to the nurse's station 15 minutes earlier today."

The next morning.

After Nie Chen finished washing, he stood in front of the mirror that Chen Chunmei had newly hung on the balcony and combed his hair, spraying mousse styling gel on his shiny black hair.

I reminded Chen Chunmei, who watered the flowers and plants on the balcony, replaced the macaw florets with nuts and water, and cleaned the birdhouse.

Chen Chunmei nodded: "Don't worry, Professor Li, Ronghua and Yueqian are more nervous than us. This is the first time they follow us to do home care."

Today, I made an appointment with Li Dayong and the others. At 45:[-] in the morning, I set off from the nurse's station to the Overseas Chinese Town to provide home care for Lin Xueyang, a patient who had undergone vascular tumor resection.

The main purpose of letting Li Dayong, Lin Ronghua, and Liu Yueqian follow Nie Chen was that when Lin Xueyang came to the Aihua Clinic yesterday for nursing, Nie Chen finally got her to agree, and became one of the subjects of the vascular malformation experiment of the Provincial Medical Research Institute. .

Of course, you can become one of the experimental subjects, and you can also reduce part of the surgical fee without discrimination.

The reduction and exemption of funds in this area was directly approved by the Provincial Medical Research Institute.

According to what Li Dayong said, in the process of sending named editors of medical journals to the research institute to do column journals, a financial officer belonging to the research institute will also be sent in as a supervisor.

"Sister Ju drives your van, and you sit in my car."

After washing up, I ate the white porridge cooked by Chen Chunmei with pickled vegetables and dried radish.

Zhang Jingying lifted up her clear and expressionless face, her clear eyes gleamed with a bright light, and said to Nie Chen.

Wu Xiuju said to Chen Chunmei solemnly: "In the future, Dr. Nie must take Jingying's car when he travels. Jingying and I will arrange the whole process for Dr. Nie as well."

(End of this chapter)