Chapter 132： Planing potatoes (2/2)

It can be well organized, and it is even more pleasing.

Ling Ran shaved potatoes until the next morning, and received eight treasure chests of heartfelt thanks.

Almost, it is equivalent to giving a heartfelt thanks for every two potatoes, which surprised Ling Ran-the inspection at 3 am, the heartfelt thanks to the treasure chest is basically zero, and the massage at 3 am will get a lot ”Sincere thanks” ...

At the same time, the time to relieve pain has soared to allow Ling Ran to get a new branch skill: head massage (master level).

In the accumulated time of more than 20,000 hours with more than 20,000, there is the credit of head massage. Ling Ran believed that he persisted for another day and waited for tomorrow ... No, it is tonight, even if the potatoes are less, Can change a lot of pain relief time.

It is a little regrettable that it is very difficult to increase the total number.

The effect of repeated massage is good, but the effect of the second massage can be as good as the first one. It is still difficult to surpass it. Instead, the head massage has changed to a new part, and some elderly people have not had time to enjoy the back massage. It may bring a little more pain to relieve time.

Ling Ran calculated, and heard the door of the consultation room beep twice gently:

Tapping

”Come in.” Ling Ran moved his body and covered the potato under the hand with a thin quilt.

The latter rolled over and immediately snored.

”Doctor Ling.” The master of biology came in tiptoe, and when she saw Ling Ran, she smiled and said: ”Dr. Ling, I brought it to you earlier. Eat it while it's hot. I didn't eat anything all night. It's empty. ”

Ling Ran touched his belly and chuckled, ”It's okay, so I'll work out.”

”Who would stay up all night to do fitness, it would be even worse for the body.” The girl pouted, and spread the breakfast on the table.

I saw soup with soy milk, tofu brain and rice congee, dried knuckles with long knuckles, brown sugar buns, vegetarian pies and soup cakes, along with carrot shreds, pickles, tea eggs and hot-fried chicken shiitake mushrooms.

”I don't know what you like to eat. I just took a little bit of it. There is noodles in the cafeteria, but it's not very good. If you want to eat ...”

”No, you can use soymilk.” Ling Ran was also welcome. He washed his hands with alcohol gel during the conversation, and then took the fritters with long fingers and drank them with soy milk.

The whole night's massage is not inferior to the tang method for ten hours. In Yunhua's operating room, Ling Ran has pig's feet, porridge, beef, chicken feet, chicken gizzards, duck wings, and mushrooms. , Corn and other foods for nutrition.

On the other hand, Ling Ran learned very early not to reject too little gifts for girls. Especially for such a small gift that I really need, refusing words will only see a crying face, coaxing is impossible to coax, and preaching is useless, it is better to take it for granted.

”It cost you money.” Ling Ran politely met the standards, drank his soy milk, and took the tofu brain.

”I said it was for you to buy breakfast. The aunt in the cafeteria did not collect the money, and also said that I would like to thank you.” Meizile's eyebrows smiled, she handed a steel spoon, and said a little shyly: ”Takeaway The spoon is plastic. This spoon is my own. It has been hot several times. ”

”Thank you.” Ling Ran naturally took over. In his experience, girls prepared things very conveniently, with few unexpected situations.

Accompanying the tofu brain came out a vegetarian pie, half a brown sugar bun, plus one egg, and a few side dishes. Ling Ran finally calmed down and felt that he could fight another 300 rounds.

boom.

Dr. Zhou opened the door and came in: ”Ling Ran, how did you come to the clinic?”

In an instant, Dr. Zhou saw the shameful Master's sister, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: ”Sorry, I didn't expect you to be inside.”

”Dr. Ling, I'll come and pack up later.” The girl ran out nervously and shyly, and when she was out, blown by the cold wind, she was annoyed and thought, ”What am I afraid of? It's better to be misunderstood ...”

It was not until noon that the girl found the opportunity again, and excitedly came to Ling Ran with a meal ticket, and found that a voter at Yunhua Hospital was already packing.

”Are you going back?” The girl suddenly remembered ~~ The eyes were instantly fogged.

”Yeah, you're going to go back when you're ready.” Pu Chou Resident smiled heartlessly: ”Don't say that the environment of your sanatorium is really good. If I have a choice, I would really like to work in a sanatorium ... ”

”Where is Dr. Ling?” The girl pursed her lips, making her more cute.

Pu Chou's resident doctor looked at it and said, ”Still doing massage in the consulting room, he said it was ...”

The girl turned and ran, and ran quickly ...

Panting to the consultation room, she saw that Ling Ran was rubbing his head on an old man, and the old man was humming comfortably. The two fish-eyes squeezed like a small bag.

The girl waited for her breath to be even, so she saw Ling Ran changing to the next treatment bed and started to massage the cervical spine for an old lady, and she said, ”Do not use massage too often. After doing this, you should be able to relax for a while. Time, to maintain a moderate amount of exercise, can maintain a considerable time, and if I feel uncomfortable, you can come to Yunhua Hospital to find me again. ”

Ling Ran considered that he was not in the operating room all day long. There was always a gap in the middle. By the way, it was a lot of fitness to massage a few people.

At this time, the old man and old lady in the consulting room, Qi claimed to praise Ling Ran:

”The lads are good at technology, and so are the people.”

”It's rare to have such a careful child.”

”I heard that you didn't sleep last night? It won't work like this. It's a good thing for you to do massages for everyone, and take care of yourself.”

The girl looked meticulously and seriously. Ling Ran did not deform her movements due to continuous work. She couldn't help tears popping up in her eyes. She couldn't help thinking of Roman Roland's ”John Christopher”: Some people ’s Life is like a quiet lake, some like the endless sky with white clouds, some like the rich and fertile plains, some like the intermittent peaks ... Ling Ran belongs to the world ...