Chapter 1118： Listening (2/2)

Dr. Zhou's tone is like giving a gift.

”Is my arm hurt?” Ling Ran glanced, feeling that his mouth was still quite big, and could not move his fingers, but he still waved his hand and said, ”I came to see it first, I have to go to the ward for a while.”

Dr. Zhou couldn't help but sigh with regret: ”That's no way, the ward round is important.”

The little doctor underneath breathed a sigh of relief and quickly made a suture.

Dr. Zhou saw this and smiled: ”Yes, the stitching is not bad and can be afforded.”

Said, Dr. Zhou stretched another lazy waist, but followed Ling Ran to take two steps, said: ”I see Yu Yuan running before and after running, are you going to produce a book?”

”Not sure yet, but there may be a graphic book on liver vascular variation.” Ling Ran simply answered.

Dr. Zhou nodded and pondered for a few seconds, saying: ”Yu Yuan may not understand it, Zuo Cidian probably hasn't touched it yet. My suggestion, if you write a book, you should still report to Director Huo. ”

”Oh, okay.” Ling Ran followed suit and said, ”Then I will say it now.”

Dr. Zhou gave Ling Ran a serious look: ”Are you upset?”

”No.” Ling Ran was equally serious, and asked: ”Why are you unhappy?”

Dr. Zhou was asked, indeed, why should he be unhappy? Director Huo is the director of the department and has all the powers of the department, that is, Ling Ran ...

Thinking this, Dr. Zhou couldn't help being surprised. He was just worried about Ling Ran's uncomfortable dissatisfaction-other doctors in the department were not qualified to be unhappy, but if it was Ling Ran ...

Dr. Zhou smiled and said to Ling Ran: ”There is no reason, I just can't understand your temper.”

Ling Ran is undecided, it is someone else's business to think about others ~~ He would not think about it.

”I will go to the office again.” Dr. Zhou looked at Ling Ran's face, but decided to follow along to make a buffer. The power, even the power of a hospital department, is quite sensitive.

Walked side by side and entered the office in a while.

Huo Congjun watched a little tired sitting in a chair, frowning at the documents, and saw Ling Ran and Dr. Zhou, before he raised his brows and smiled, ”Why are you two?”

”Your body is okay.” Dr. Zhou rushed and said: ”We are thinking, you stayed up late the first two days to rescue, I am afraid that you are exhausted.”

”It's okay.” Huo Congjun patted his chest and laughed out loud.

He knew that Dr. Zhou's words were half-truths, but seeing the two of them walking into the office together, especially Ling Ran's small face, still made Huo Congjun quite happy.

”When I was young, staying up late was nothing. During the night march, the stretcher should be lifted. In the case of temporary treatment, I would have to rush to the front again ...” Huo Congjun coughed twice. Then, his face was slightly pale and frowned again.

Ling Ran's brows also wrinkled, turned around and took the stethoscope back from the small box in the office, and said, ”Director, I will listen.”

”No.” Huo Congjun immediately refused, and his voice was slightly harsher: ”There are patients outside. I just had a medical examination some time ago.”

Dr. Zhou could not help but took a step back. Other doctors in the department, and even doctors in other departments, Huo Congjun, who encountered this expression, retreated.

Ling Ran was unmoved: ”Left lying position.”