Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Ling Ran was back home at Lower Groove Clinic, he immediately went and slept until eight the next morning. Then, he got up and washed up.
With the Energy Serum helping him, he was actually not sleepy. However, sleeping was a good feeling, especially when he could sleep on his own bed.
“Son, you’re awake?” When Ling Jiezhou saw Ling Ran come down, he could not help but sigh in relief. He relaxed, and his fat tummy became soft again.
“Yes, I’m awake.”
“I made porridge for you. I even fried some pancakes and warmed up the milk for you. There is also some donkey meat and freshly cooked vegetables… I also cut you fruits…” Ling Jiezhou introduced all the delicious dishes on the table.
Ling Ran was surprised. “What happened?”
Tao Ping smiled and stared at Ling Jiezhou before he said, “Your dad is worried about you. When he woke up, he thought he could eat the porridge that you prepared, but when he came over, he found that the kitchen is cold, and started to worry about you.”
“Young Ran usually wakes up very early.” Ling Jiezhou was a bit embarrassed and coughed. He then asked Ling Ran, “Is it too tiring at the hospital? Just take a two-day leave if you’re too tired. Aren’t you the group leader now? It should make some adjustments so that you can take leave, right?”
“I’m not too tired. I just wanted to sleep a little bit more.” Ling Ran sat in front of the table, took the chopsticks, and gobbled up the food.
“I have to say, if you want to sleep, just sleep as much as you want. Sometimes, sleeping more is better than anything else…” Ling Jiezhou smiled and sat in front Ling Ran.
Tao Ping had not seen her son for a few days. Hence, she took her teacup and sat by the side. She felt at ease when she saw her son gobbling up her food.
Ling Jiezhou suddenly realized Tao Ping’s expression, smiled, and said, “I’m thinking, is it better to keep our son in our own clinic? The clinic is earning a lot, and it is so lively and relaxing. When he is around, we can see him whenever we want, but if we don’t, we can just kick him out of the clinic…”
“What kind of nonsense are you talking about? He can only have a brighter future when he stays in the hospital.” Tao Ping pretended to snort.
“Ha…” Ling Jiezhou replied and said, “As long as my wife is happy, who cares about our son’s future…?”
“Stop talking nonsense.” Tao Ping rolled her eyes at her husband, but a smile could be seen on her face.
“I’m done eating.” Ling Ran put down the bowl and stood up.
Ling Jiezhou shouted behind him. “Eat a bit more. Don’t waste it… What do you want to eat for lunch?”
“Anything.” Ling Ran patted his stomach and sat on the reclining chair at the yard.
Ling Jiezhou was stunned when he heard that. “Huh, are you really having lunch at home?”
“Yes.” Ling Ran’s reply was straightforward.
“You’re not going to hospital?”
“I’m resting for today.”
“Did anything happen at the hospital?”
“No.”
“Then, what’s so special about today?”
Ling Ran sighed. “The hospital beds are fully occupied.”
With the number of hospital beds Ling Ran had, it was actually quite difficult for him to fully occupy all of them. That was because the average level of his patient’s prognosis was good. So, even with the long-term hospitalization strategy, a normal patient would not stay long at the hospital. Furthermore, the hospitalization period before the surgery was short too. When Ling Ran’s treatment group was not performing orthopedics surgery, the turnover rate of the hospital ward was near the average value.
However, over the past few days, Ling Ran had given Lu Wenbin special training, and the hospital beds in Ling Ran’s group were fully occupied. Even when they asked for additional beds, it was still not enough for them to work in an endless cycle.
The M-Tang technique performed by Lu Wenbin needed a longer recovery period. If he were in other hospitals, the hospital would ask the patient to rest at home. However, based on Ling Ran’s request for long-term hospitalization, these patients were the people who resulted in insufficient hospital beds.
This was an unavoidable matter. Previously, when the chief surgeon in Ling Ran’s treatment group was Ling Ran, Zhang Anmin and Lu Wenbin could only become the chief surgeon once or twice, and their surgery volume in a week was only about ten.
As Lu Wenbin and Zhang Anmin had become more independent, their chances of becoming the chief surgeon naturally increased, and every week, they had an average of twenty surgeries to be performed. That was the normal level of a doctor in Yun Hua Hospital. Since they were a treatment group, they needed to ensure that each surgeon could reach the quota of surgeries.
The development speed of Ling Ran’s treatment group far surpassed the speed of the number of beds they could increase.
This was the normal situation faced by hospitals and doctors in the country. Even Ling Ran could not keep asking for more hospital beds.
Certainly, if the Emergency Medical Center had their own ICU, the number of hospital beds he had would increase.
Ling Jiezhou was familiar with the situation in the hospital. He was relieved when he heard Ling Ran say that. He then chuckled and said, “Since the hospital beds are fully occupied, you can just restl. I’ll make some crispy roast pork belly, and you can replenish your body.”
“Sure.” Ling Ran was not picky. He took out his phone and opened Kings of Glory.
Ling Jiezhou did not disturb him as well. He changed his clothes and went to the market.
When he was back again, the bag he carried was filled with a huge strip of the fat pork belly. Ling Jiezhou blanched it for a while, cut it, flipped the meat over, and poked the meat using scissors…
Then, Ling Jiezhou seasoned the meat with the prepared sauces and carefully put on a thin layer of baking soda on top of the pork skin.
The crispy layer of the crispy roast pork belly was made using baking soda.
“Today’s pork is really good.” Ling Jiezhou busied himself with lunch preparation, and once he was done, he praised himself after he left the kitchen. When he saw Ling Ran lay lazily playing on his phone, he was annoyed. “Although the hospital beds in your hospital are not enough, you can still perform surgery at home, right? When we rebuilt our clinic, we made our operating theater according to the standard of hospitals. Once we put in the instruments, you can carry out normal surgeries. It’s so wasteful that Doctor Miao only uses it for plastic and reconstructive surgery.”
Ling Ran was stunned when he heard this, and the screen turned dark.
Ling Ran heaved a long sigh, put down his phone, and said, “I’m performing more hepatectomy recently, and the clinic does not have the criteria required for one.”
Ling Jiezhou’s tone with his son was rather casual, “As if you only know how to perform hepatectomy. Just perform the minor surgeries you know at the clinic. I think you should have no problem in that. Just treat it as you getting a few more hospital beds.”
Ling Ran was a bit interested.
The recovery period for orthopedics related surgery was longer. Therefore, many big hospitals were increasingly averse to performing finger replantation surgery. Not only did the doctors have to use lots of stamina for them and their eyes had to suffer for them, but their comparatively long recovery period reduced the utilization rate of hospital beds. Furthermore, finger replantation was less challenging, and it was considered work for blue-collar workers, which resulted in many big hospitals refusing to perform it.
Correspondingly, it was now a trend for small hospitals to start up a Hand Surgery Department. These lower ranked hospitals could also perform surgeries such as Achilles tendon repair, because they did have the instruments required to perform those surgeries.
“If you want to have surgeries in the clinic, your nursing team and anesthetist must be certified too.” Ling Ran looked at his father.
“Just get the nurses and anesthetist from your hospital to come over.” Ling Jiezhou did not think too much into it.
“Seems plausible.” Ling Ran hesitated and said, “If someone is willing to perform surgeries at the clinic, I’ll come over and have a look.”
“I’ll get you a patient for you to try.” Ling Jiezhou did not treat this too formally either. He just found the sight of his son lazing around an eyesore. He did not have a strong desire to expand the clinic.
However, Doctor Miao, who sat at the other side of the yard, felt his heart tremble.
