Wang Zhuangyong was at Xiagou Clinic and worked until after 11 o'clock in the evening, he reluctantly rode a shared bicycle and left.

In fact, there was no one in the clinic at 10 o'clock in the evening. It was really a touching wealth. The recovery of 25 yuan per day made Wang Zhuangyong unable to stop.

As long as one more customer comes, you can charge an extra 25 yuan. This kind of good thing is of course a temptation that a little resident doctor, Wang Zhuangyong, cannot resist.

He was rehabilitating people in the hospital. The same operation took longer, not to mention that he would not receive much respect, but the charge was only a pitiful twelve cents. The ones that fell into his hands were only enough to buy a bottle of Coke.

As a boy who just graduated from school, Wang Zhuangyong is the time when he needs to prove himself the most. He uses his own labor to make money, which makes Wang Zhuangyong excited. Of course, the most important thing is the charge of 25 yuan per day, which is very Nice.

Go home, sleep, go to work, and get off work.

As it was getting dark, Wang Zhuangyong went straight to Xiagou Clinic.

"Oh, Dr. Wang is here."

"Xiao Wang, let me get a number."

"Doctor Wang, come to our store to have fun when you have time..."

In the yard of Xiagou Clinic, the sounds were heard one after another, and it was as lively as if it was filled with an old KTV.

Ling Jiezhu also smiled happily, carrying a thermos bottle that Ling Ran bought when he was born, and sent Wang Zhuangyong into the small room, poured him hot water, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work. I will let the patients who have registered to come in one by one in a while, so let us maintain the previous rhythm."

"Okay, okay." Wang Zhuangyong agreed repeatedly, like an old singer who has been immersed in this art for many years.

"I'm the first one." The roasted aunt rushed over with voluntary action, attracting laughter from the aunts behind, such as old cows, plants, chewing, etc.

After several days of hard work in the hall, Wang Zhuangyong has gained some reputation, and most of the residents nearby come to recover.

After all, as long as people live long enough, they will always feel uncomfortable here and there.

With the encouragement of 25th, Wang Zhuangyong worked hard for two more days, called Chen Wanhao and made an appointment with him to Xiagou Clinic, saying: "Go to the university dormitory again."

Nowadays, the reputation of the class reunion has long been gone, but the small gathering of three or five people is still very popular.

Wang Zhuangyong considered that he should also let the rich second-generation Chen Wanhao see his success.

Chen Wanhao didn't think much, just asked: "Does Ling Ran have time?"

"Yes. He often goes back to the clinic recently. Otherwise, how would he get together?" Wang Zhuangyong smiled. Among his recovered patients, some of them were patients who had undergone surgery. The procedures were similar to those of the hospital and the charges were similar.

"There is no problem with his hospital? Didn't he not go home before? Doctor Yun is too big, don't be cheated by others." Chen Wanhao asked with concern. It was not like Ling Ran was robbed by different departments of Yun Doctor before the internship period ended. Chen Wanhao and Wang Zhuangyong could only go to the second-level hospital. The work was a little easier, but it was not too easy.

Wang Zhuangyong smiled "sneer": "Did you, where are you thinking? Ling Ran is very good. He has only returned a few more times because he helped his home clinic. You will know the specific situation when you come."

"Okay," Chen Wanhao and Wang Zhuangyong made another appointment and hung up the phone.

Wang Zhuangyong put away his cell phone and immediately began to clean up his small table, chairs and even small houses, and wiped the 25 yuan sign clean with a rag.

Chen Wanhao's family has a lot of money, but Wang Zhuangyong is deeply suspicious of whether he can make so much money himself.

In fact, Wang Zhuangyong guessed that Chen Wanhao would definitely not make money. Thinking of this, Wang Zhuangyong wanted to put his hips on his hips and laughed four times.

No matter what, finding a reason to get together after graduation is very happy, especially if you can make money from the party, that would be even better.

The next day.

From noon, people came and went to decorate the second floor of Xiagou Clinic.

Mr. Huang Mao was in charge of the kitchen and had to carefully read every dish.

"Everyone who holds the plates is careful. They are all exquisite side dishes. They just play with the plates..." Huang Maoshi reminded him, full of anxiety.

Ling Ran is now not just a treatment team leader of Yunyi Emergency Center. His habit of using medicinal materials will inevitably affect the entire Yunyi Emergency Center and even Yunyi. Especially in terms of liver resection, Ling Ran's range of influence on the selection of drugs and consumables is huge.

Even if calculated based on the products that Lingran uses directly, one Lingran can match three or five hepatobiliary surgery.

Such a high-quality doctor was originally held firmly by Changxi Pharmaceutical Company. Who would have thought that Yunli Pharmaceutical came out of the field and was robbing resources belonging to Changxi Pharmaceutical Company...

Fortunately, Xiagou Clinic is still a familiar position for Mr. Huang Mao. This time, he heard that Ling Ran was going to hold a small party and almost used all his energy to eat.

Abalone, sea cucumber, yellow croaker, and these seafood that sounds valuable are all delicious. There is no need for shark fin, lip and belly, and this kind of flashy seafood...

Mr. Huang Mao had to ensure the effect of the dishes and control the budget. In the end, he could only show off his attentiveness. He stood at the door in a cold weather and wagged his tail when he saw someone coming.

"The doctors in large hospitals are different. There are medical representatives here to help you." Chen Wanhao's coat was taken away by Master Huang Mao. He was admitted to the hospital with a refreshing voice, and his voice spread far and wide.

"It has nothing to do with me. They are here to sell it for Ling Ran." Wang Zhuangyong welcomed Chen Wanhao upstairs and said with a smile: "You waited for a while, Ling Ran is still undergoing surgery. I also have a few patients. Make some tea and drink it yourself. I remember you can make tea, right?"

"Yes." Chen Wanhao looked at Wang Zhuangyong in confusion and asked, "Do you have patients in Lingran's clinic?"

"Well, the number is not too many. At the end of a day, there are only 10 or 20." Wang Zhuangyong lowered his head, afraid that his proud smile would affect the effect of showing off.

Chen Wanhao was indeed a little surprised. After a while, he asked: "Are Ling Ran's family here?"

Wang Zhuangyong said: "I heard that we were going to have a party in the clinic today, so I went out for a trip. I was traveling as I said I was going to go."

"Okay, go and do your business." Chen Wanhao sat on the main seat of the tea table and brewed tea on his own.

Then, Wang Zhuangyong went downstairs, and then his figure disappeared into the small door that cost 25 yuan a day.

Chen Wanhao was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but take out his cell phone with emotion, took a neon door sign that costs 25 yuan each time, and the small door that looks hidden and exposed, and posted it on WeChat Moments: "Being a doctor is to stand up with a refreshing feeling for those lying on the bed."

"Little brother, you have to be more serious when making tea, so that the tea can taste good." A slightly dialect accent came from opposite the tea table.

"Oh, I'll just bubble." Seeing that the other party had sat down, Chen Wanhao simply smiled: "I'll burn a cup for you."

"Thank you," Wang Chuanwen, who had just rushed back from another place today, turned his body slightly and asked, "Are you an employee of Xiagou Clinic?"

"No, I am Ling Ran." Chen Wanhao smiled.

"So young." Wang Chuanwen sighed and asked, "Are you here to play?"

"Yes, we are in a dormitory in our university, and we're having an appointment."
Chapter completed!