398 There are still many good people in the world (1/2)
The sound of neat footsteps rang in the hallway of Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center at half-past four in the morning.
In the O-type ward, echoes overlapped each other, and it sounded like how the stomach would churn when a person suffered from diarrhea. One wave followed by another. Before one wave settled, another came, as both waves stacked together, the difficulty to distinguish between the two doubled...
The patients and their families living in the ward who were in deep sleep were alright, but those who were light sleepers were awakened, and they could not help but tremble.
”This is a new building, right? Could it be that some souls who cannot rest in peace have returned?”
”I haven't heard of anyone dying here.”
”You must be joking. This is a hospital. How can a hospital not suffer from any deaths before?”
Two patients in a room whispered. A courageous family member stood up. ”Let me see who's trying to be funny here.”
Without waiting for the others to respond, he already opened the door and looked out.
”How's it?” the patient behind enquired with a low voice.
”It's motherf*cking scary!” The voice of the patient's family who looked out quivered.
The legs of the person behind him were about to start trembling. ”You better don't... don't be scaremongering.”
”Come and take a look at it yourself.”
”I have a limp, how can I come over and look?”
”I'll go.” Another patient's family member who came to accompany the patient stood up and walked two steps forward. He hesitated a little before he continued to take big steps forward. He then craned his head and looked out the door.
”Crap!” He could not help but scream. The shock in his tone could be heard easily.
”What happened, what happened?” The other people in the room were also woken up.
Since there were more people who were awake right then, a few of them looked at each other, arrived by the door, and looked out.
There were a few heads that would look out once every few doors down on both sides of the long corridor. These people looked around curiously.
The sound of neat footsteps continued traveling into their ears from the end of the corridor.
It was a group of doctors with their chests puffed out and their heads held high. They walked in a line.
”Isn't it predawn?”
”It's half past four, right?”
”That's right.”
”I bet they're doctors from the Psychiatry Department.”
”They look like zombies.”
”Zombie doctors? Hey, this subject seems to be pretty good.”
More people craned their necks to look into the corridor. Everyone was not afraid anymore. They just watched the doctors get closer.
Instead, some of the heads that looked out belonged to the old patients and their family members, and they let out the snickers that were unique to the experienced elderly.
”It's half-past four in the morning, this means that Doctor Ling will now personally perform ward rounds. Now that is what I call a dedicated doctor.”
”Doctor Ling, who does knee arthroscopies?” Some who did not know could not help but ask for confirmation.
”Who else? There's no other Doctor Ling. Didn't you guys come because of Doctor Ling's reputation?” These elders looked at them strangely. Ling Ran did not do consultations, so those people who came would research his background to a certain degree.
The patient's family who arrived later was someone who just followed the trend and came to Yun Hua Hospital because of someone else's recommendation. He said in confusion, ”We were transferred from Yiyuan County Hospital. The surgery was done by Doctor Ling. I don't know much about the exact details.”
”If the surgery is done by Doctor Ling, then there'll be no problem. Doctor Ling's surgery success rate is incredible.”
The relationship between patient and doctor was a very strange thing.
Sometimes, some patients will be extremely hostile toward the doctor and will retain a hostile attitude when they interacted with the doctor. Sometimes, some patients trusted doctors and even worshipped doctors.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.
No one wanted to argue about the quality and success rate of a doctor at half-past four in the morning.
Others just listened when someone else said such a statement. They just simply listened with a pinch of salt.
Ling Ran turned a deaf ear toward the movements and sounds in the corridor.
He actually liked to do ward rounds in the morning.
Just like doing surgery in the early hours of the morning, his mind was clear, his thoughts were focused, and it was not like during the daytime, where he would run into many interferences by people and other things. It can be said that he was fast and efficient during this time.
Doing ward rounds at this time would also cause the questions the patients and their families made to be more closely related to their physical conditions. When the doctors asked them questions, they would also run into fewer interferences. Many of the quirky family members would want to sleep instead. They would not be able to wake up even if the doctors wanted to wake them up at five in the morning.
Even the US, which was the most humane country in the world, had their doctors preferring to do ward rounds in the morning.
Because the resident doctors were the ones doing ward rounds and they were extremely busy every day. They had to save time as much as possible and find extra time to do ward rounds.
Of course, no matter in which country, performing ward rounds at dawn would make them inevitably encounter some complaints and dissatisfaction. For Ling Ran, this led to the decrease of Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests.
However, he would still have a chance to receive the Treasure Chests the next day if he did not receive them today.
Ling Ran buried his head in work and was not too calculative of the Treasure Chests he received.
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