Chapter 194： pressure (1/2)
”Hello, do you know where Dr. Ling went?” Wang Jia appeared mysteriously at the nurse station.
In the nurse's station surrounded by two 78-meter wide tables, more than ten young nurses are like little soldiers guarding the city. They need to face the flock of family members and patients, and firmly hold the front.
In the nurse's station, in the small room for rest and changing medicine, the little nurses can relax a bit, as if they are reserve troops, while chatting and chatting while playing mail.
Wang Jia's topic obviously piqued everyone's points of interest. A few nurses looked at it and it was humane: ”Did Dr. Ling go home? Is he back for surgery?”
”I guess you guessed 10 times, you can't even guess.” Wang Jia lowered her voice and said, ”I saw the circle of friends of the students in Yiyuan County Hospital, and there was Dr. Ling inside.”
”Yiyuan County Hospital?” For many nurses, these remote places are even not conceptual.
”Dr. Ling went flying knife.” Wang Jia whispered.
Flying knife was a metaphor before. It was a nonsense among doctors, but it became a simple noun only when more people knew it.
Nowadays, although high-end doctors make flying knives all year round, talking about flying knives in the hospital is still somewhat taboo.
Several small nurses crowded into a group and went to see Wang Jia's WeChat. Sure enough, someone saw Ling Ran's front, side, back, and photos taken from a distance ...
Especially when they saw the last picture, the little nurses said they couldn't stand it anymore.
”It's shameless.”
”What's the picture in the air? We want to do it together.”
”Well.”
After everyone yelled at the enemy, they began to study Ling Ran's photos again.
Someone asked Wang Jia to download a few of these photos and send them to himself. After Wang Jiazhao did it, he had to repeat it.
When she was busy, she heard someone say, ”So, Dr. Ling really started making money.”
”A flying knife?”
”I heard that there are tens of thousands of flying knives at once.”
”It's not necessarily, the doctors in our hospital are usually a few thousand yuan.” Nurse Liu didn't know when she came over, but she was a little older, but she looked at Ling Ran's photo, and said with a voice: ”No matter what , Dr. Ling will not be short of money in the future. ”
”Dr. Ling was not short of money.” Wang Jia retorted.
Nurse Liu laughed twice, and wanted to tell the little girl about material marriage and the mutual promotion of the material and spiritual civilization of marriage and the universality of social cognition and the impact of universal social cognition on human social behavior.
Later, Nurse Liu only pointed to Wang Haiyang's sideways in a photo, and said, ”Ling Ran is estimated to be following Director Wang who is undergoing surgery. Director Wang's flying knife is 10,000 yuan at a time.”
”Do you know this?”
”Director Wang likes to say this in private: I fly at least 10,000 at a time ...” Nurse Liu learned the voice of Wang Haiyang, grinned twice, and said, ”He is actually 10,000.”
Wang Jia nodded clearly: ”If he takes 10,000, Dr. Ling will also take 10,000. Wow, Dr. Ling is so good ...”
Nurse Liu's head was going to be confused: ”The two of them must go for a share of money, which is about 10,000 in total.”
”If Dr. Ling took 9000, and Director Wang took 1,000, it would be a lot of money.” Everyone was interested in making distributions, and Nurse Liu who laughed also laughed. At such times, no one cares what the truth is.
The next day.
As soon as Ling Ran arrived at the department, he was surrounded by a group of little nurses.