The next day.

Ling Ran returned to the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department in the outpatient building again and saw that under his nameplate, "General Clinic" had been replaced by "Specialist Clinic".

He Yuanzheng has completed his resistance, using a nameplate with a sense of resistance to resist briefly. What is more symbolic is that the short-term itself also indicates the short-term of tyranny, indicating the brewing of a more intense and long-term resistance...

As a result, Ling Ran's registration fee increased from 5 yuan to 17 yuan. Rounding off, it seemed like it had increased by 10,000 yuan.

Ling Ran is also looking forward to the new patients that the expert clinic will bring to him.

With this expectation in mind, Ling Ran gently unlocked the door of the consultation room.

Warm sunlight pours in from the window, making the wooden floor on the ground even more shiny and bright.

A green dill hangs next to the Chlorophytum on the light blue wall. The leaves of the green dill gently touch the leaves of the Chlorophytum, not far, not close, not anxious, not dry...

The original standard office desk disappeared and was replaced by a long wooden table with a sense of design. It can not only hold a computer, but also facilitate writing. It can also provide ample conversation space when doctors and patients are face to face.

The dark room of more than ten square meters looked simply dazzling at this time. In fact, because all the lamps above the head were replaced, it was indeed quite dazzling.

"It feels like a wanderer has become a star." Lu Wenbin came from behind and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the scene in the clinic: "We haven't been here for two days, and the clinic has been renovated? Is the hepatobiliary surgery department rich in money?"

Zhang Anmin also came in. He also saw the scene in the clinic, but he was horrified: "What did Director He do?"

Lu Wenbin looked at Zhang Anmin strangely.

"Didn't you do something you shouldn't have done, so you apologized?" Zhang Anmin didn't even need Lu Wenbin to ask, so he answered it himself.

Lu Wenbin shrugged: "You think about it again?"

Zhang Anmin thought for a few seconds, said "Oh", sighed again, looked at Ling Ran's face, and said: "People are really different."

Lu Wenbin nodded heavily: "I just bought a house that is transparent from north to south. It has good lighting, good floors, and a comfortable location. I just wanted to decorate it for myself, but it turned out that I couldn't afford it. But look at Dr. Ling,

Someone even decorates a medical room, it’s so arbitrary.”

Zhang Anmin looked at Lu Wenbin and didn't want to continue chatting with Lu Wenbin on this topic. He turned around and turned on the computer, checked it, and asked: "Doctor Ling, shall we start here? How many numbers can we open downstairs?"

One big difference between the expert clinic and the other three types of clinics is that experts can set the number of registrations.

The advantage of this is that if the treatment group of an expert is short of patients, it can call more patients to treat more patients. On the contrary, if the treatment group has fewer beds and tight tasks, the expert can call fewer people.

No. to suit yourself.

In the early years, many re-employed experts had a similar approach. They would call ten or fifteen numbers a day, which was relaxing and enjoyable, and they could use their spare energy without suffering any consequences.

Nowadays, specialists who want to perform more surgeries will be allocated more surgeries. Some experts, because they often have plus numbers, will be allocated fewer surgeries. Or doctors who perform fewer surgeries in our hospital will do the same.

However, if Zhang Anmin thought about it, if Ling Ran knew that he could choose the number, he would probably register until the evening...

"Just register 15 numbers." Ling Ran's answer was quite beyond Zhang Anmin's expectations.

"Is 15 numbers enough?" Zhang Anmin was extremely surprised. A normal specialist clinic at Yunyi Medical University usually has about 35 numbers, and 15 is a very small number.

The outpatient clinic is not like an emergency department, let alone an inpatient department. In the outpatient clinic, it is very rare to register 15 numbers and admit seven patients. Spending half a day in the outpatient clinic just to admit single-digit patients is too efficient.

Lower.

Ling Ran didn't want to see too many outpatient clinics, so he thought: "15 numbers are enough, otherwise the time for each patient will be too tight. Besides, we are not in a hurry."

"Aren't we in a hurry?" Zhang Anmin didn't believe it. If you weren't in a hurry, you wouldn't sleep all day long...

Ling Ran wanted to speak again, but the voice of the system rang in his mind:

Task: Be patient and meticulous.

Task content: Conduct outpatient interviews with 5 patients for more than 30 minutes each.

Mission reward: virtual human (2 hours added)

"Conversation?" Ling Ran hesitated, this was not his specialty.

"Dr. Ling, shall I arrange the 15th number?" Zhang Anmin looked at Ling Ran and seemed to have decided, so he was about to make a call.

"Ten numbers are enough." Ling Ran calculated the time and changed the time again.

According to his calculation, if a 30-minute outpatient consultation is arranged for five patients, it will be more than two hours. If the remaining five patients spend more time, one morning may not be enough.

Considering that there were tasks, Ling Ran naturally had to put the tasks before the accumulation of experience.

2 hours of virtual human is very useful no matter how you use it.

Zhang Anmin came to his senses when he heard that Ling Ran only needed 10 numbers. Ling's treatment team was currently operating at full capacity anyway, and the outpatient clinic was originally meant for Ling Ran's training. In this case, it would be better to have less but more. Moreover, 10

The number seems to be fast. If you have free time, it would be good to go back for surgery.

Zhang Anmin felt that he had straightened out Ling Ran's thoughts, so he quickly picked up the phone and called downstairs.

Lu Wenbin also pretended to be familiar with the interface of the outpatient clinic, and by the way, he wrote down the medical records that he had not finished writing in the previous two days.

After a while, the registered patients came up.

The nurse at the outpatient counter of the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department let the first three patients in, while the rest waited outside to be called.

The patients with No. 1 went into each clinic one after another, while the patients with No. 2 and No. 3 were waiting obediently in the corridor.

Ling Ran's patient No. 1 looked at Ling Ran with a puzzled face and said, "I signed up for the expert number."

"That's me." Ling Ran answered firmly, and then asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ling Ran sat up straight, with a trustworthy light on his face.

The patient hesitated in the light, looked at Ling Ran, and then said: "I have cholecystitis and want to have an operation."

"Ah?" Ling Ran was stunned, so direct?

Ling Ran couldn't refute, so he could only say: "Let me do a physical examination for you."

After a physical examination, it turned out to be cholecystitis, and the surgery criteria just met.

Ling Ran thought for a while and could only say: "Then let's go to the hospital."

It is cheaper to take imaging films and the like during hospitalization, and the reimbursement is more, so there is no need for additional examinations.

The patient responded happily and did not spend a minute in total until he left...

Ling Ran looked at the other party's back, feeling quite helpless.

"What a good patient." Zhang Anmin sighed: "Why didn't I meet such a good patient when I was in the clinic?"

"Next one." Ling Ran was unwavering. He only needed to talk to five patients in detail.

"Doctor Ling." The person who came in this time was Mai Chun from Yunli Medicine.

Mai Chuan, who was rarely wearing makeup and had a little baby fat on her cheeks, looked like a primary school student. She sat down opposite Ling Ran in an orderly manner.

Tian Qi, the "family member" who accompanied her, also sat next to her, with the word "want to see" clearly written on her face.

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