Falling behind at the start, the first surgery shocked the world.

Chapter 201 is here.

Ding Dong!

At 10 a.m., Ye Ziming's phone rang. He opened it and saw that it was a message from Zhang Ming.

"The patient will arrive in 15 minutes."

"Go wait in dressing room number five."

coming! ! !

Ye Ziming sat up straight instantly, his eyes shining, and replied.

"Okay, I'll go right away."

He put his phone in his pocket, stood up, straightened his collar and hair, and before leaving, turned to Zhong Hui and the other doctors in the office to ask them a question.

"How do I look?"

Zhong Hui nodded: "That's right, Senior Brother Ye is very handsome."

Others chimed in, "Senior Brother Ye is so handsome! Besides being good-looking, he's also incredibly strong."

"If I were a patient, I would also choose a doctor like Brother Ye. He has excellent medical skills, is pleasing to the eye, and makes the experience of seeing a doctor much better."

Ye Ziming looked smug.

"Alright, stop flattering me."

"I'm leaving the second consultation room to you. I'm going to get back to work."

"When I'm not here, you need to work hard. There will be performance bonuses for each clinic at the end of the month. Among the three clinics, we must strive to be number one."

Zhong Hui and the others nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Senior Brother Ye."

"We understand, and we will definitely work hard."

Ye Zimo straightened his white coat and strode towards dressing room number 5.

The emergency department has several separate dressing rooms.

Some patients require privacy and must be seen, have their dressings changed, and be cleaned in a separate room.

Enter the dressing room.

Ye Zimo walked straight towards the wall.

On the wall, there was a small square mirror, next to which was a sink. I turned on the tap, wet my hands a little, and wiped my hair, which was sprayed with hairspray, to make sure that every strand of hair was perfect.

He then walked around the dressing room.

"If it's a high-ranking official, how should one address them?"

"Calling him 'sir' directly is too formal. After all, he's Director Zhang's patient. Maybe he's Director Zhang's comrade-in-arms, or even a fellow doctor."

"Wouldn't calling him 'uncle' be too familiar?"

Ye Ziming's palms were sweating with nervousness.

"During the consultation, should I mention that I'm single and not married?"

"Most of Director Zhang's friends probably have daughters, right?"

"If they take a liking to me, perhaps they should introduce their daughter to me."

After all, this handsome guy has many fans.

Suitable for all ages!

Ye Ziming's family is ordinary. His mother is a primary school teacher and his father runs a hot pot restaurant. Although they are not short of money, they are not a particularly wealthy family and are far from being truly rich.

From childhood to adulthood, every time his parents took him hiking, when he stood on the mountaintop, what others saw was the magnificent landscape and the beauty of the mountains and rivers.

Ye Ziming, on the other hand, was filled with excitement.

One day, I will stand at the pinnacle of this world and look down upon all living beings!

He wasn't interested in being an ordinary junior doctor; his ambition was to become a renowned doctor within three years, take the position of head of the emergency department, and within five years, reach the position of hospital director.

Enter politics before the age of 40!

He had always dreamed of getting close to high-ranking officials and nobles to pave the way for his future.

Previously, I was frustrated by the lack of opportunities.

now.

His chance has come!

He had met many important people, but he had very few opportunities to get in touch with them, so he was determined to seize this opportunity.

Go Ye Zimo!!!

You're the best!!!

In the dressing room, Ye Ziming cheered himself up.

Boom boom boom!

Fifteen minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

coming!

Ye Zimo was on edge. He took a deep breath and quickly opened the door.

At the same time, a smiley face is added, and a respectful greeting is given.

"Uncle, hello, I am..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

There stood an old man at the door. He was wearing a khaki-colored short-sleeved shirt and dirty pants of an unknown color. His face was dark, and his fingernails were full of black dirt.

The old man grinned, his mouth full of tobacco oil, which made Ye Zimo's eyes water.

"Hello, doctor."

"I'm here to change my dressing."

Ye Zimo was stunned for a second.

He then frowned and said, "You've come to the wrong person. You can find another doctor to change your dressing. I'm waiting for someone."

"Get out of here, get out of here."

The old man grinned, showing his teeth, and asked, "Are you Dr. Ye?"

"Yes, that's me..."

Ye Ziming had a bad feeling.

No!

The old man chuckled and said, "I'm here to see you. Director Zhang told me to come find you."

(°-°〃)

Ye Ziming asked, word by word, "Director Zhang... asked you to come see me?"

The old man nodded: "Yes."

Hey!

Ye Ziming was so angry he was about to vomit blood.

really!

I got tricked by Zhang Ming again. Who the hell is this big shot?

Suppressing his anger.

Ye Zimo stepped aside to let the old man in.

Even if he was angry, he was still a doctor and couldn't abandon his patients and leave, unless he didn't want to continue working in the emergency room.

Where are you hurt?

"Let me see your wound."

The old man was limping. Ye Zimo glanced at his leg and asked, "Is your leg injured?"

"no."

As the old man unzipped his pants, he said, "It's not my leg, it's somewhere else that's injured."

"Where is that?"

The ink on the leaves was incomprehensible.

The old man grinned, and a strong smell of cigarette oil wafted over.

"The chrysanthemum is injured."

After saying that, he took off his pants, turned around, and slowly stuck out his buttocks with his back to Ye Ziming.

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