“Prepare for the next surgery.”Ling ran was full. He stood up and patted his stomach. As he raised his head to drink water, he drank another bottle of energy serum. He immediately felt energized.
Zuo Cidian’s mouth was dry from answering the questions. He took the opportunity to drink two mouthfuls of water and said, “I’ll inform the next patient...”
“Okay.”Ling ran nodded and stood up.
“Um... Doctor Ling?”Zuo cidian shouted again.
Ling ran heard Zuo Cidian’s tone and knew what he wanted to say, so he stood still and looked at him.
Zuo Cidian scratched his head a little and said first, “The next surgery is ready, but the situation of the patients in the future is a little complicated.”
“Huh?”
“They are patients with shoulder injuries transferred from lower-level hospitals. I’m not sure if Latarjet is suitable for them. Also, according to the Orthopedics Department, they won’t accept the patients we screened.”Zuo Cidian sounded a little guilty.