"Doctor Felix is a doctor from the Cleveland Heart Center in the United States." Ling Ran listened to the neighbors' chatter and helped Felix out of his predicament.
Felix, who had escaped from Juan Zi, was extremely grateful to Ling Ran. He quickly nodded and said, "Yes, I came with Doctor Ling."
He knew that Juan Zi did not have a gun, but with Juan Zi's size, even if her tendons were not broken and her bones were not fractured, she would still be in pain for a while.
Felix gulped and obediently stood behind Ling Ran. He whispered in English, "No wonder you have a strong will."
He looked just like the time when he went to buy marijuana with his black classmate.
Ling Ran asked, "What do you mean?"
"I don't mean to discriminate. I think people who can climb up from the bottom are very powerful and outstanding. If your starting point was a little higher, you might already be … "Felix explained, but he hesitated towards the end.
To a certain extent, Ling Ran had actually reached the peak of surgeons.
The development of modern medicine emphasized mastery over mastery, especially in the field of surgery. Any doctor who could master any surgical method could be called a top doctor.
This was because modern hospitals had many ways to gather a large number of patients with the same disease. Doctors who could master a surgical method could perform the same surgery every day. If there was a need to ask for more, then it would not be a problem for the top doctors who occupied the top positions to spend some time on scientific research. Any doctor who could master a surgical method to the best level and make it a unique skill would be able to teach other doctors a lot of things.
Ling Ran's current skills in cardiovascular surgery were relatively weak, but his heart bypass surgery was really at the peak level. Even Felix was not sure if there were surgeons who were better at heart bypass surgery than Ling Ran. Because of this, he could not continue to talk about the surgical method he was familiar with.
Ling Ran waved his hand indifferently. He was not interested in Felix's compliments, and he was not interested in explaining his misunderstanding.
The neighbors around them were a little anxious, and they asked the sixteen-year-old boy, "What are they talking about?"
The boy was trying to protect his right to choose a spouse for the next ten years?
He thought hard, recalled what Felix said, and picked out the words he knew?
He said slowly, "The foreigners are mainly saying that we are low level?
It means low level. In addition?
Just say that Doctor Ling is very good and so on. "
"This foreigner hasn't been beaten enough." The neighbors all looked at Felix with displeased expressions. They had an expression that said, "If it weren't for the fact that we're afraid of the police coming after us, we'd beat you up until you're crying for your parents."
Felix's calves were about to twitch.
"Son?
It's time to eat the congee. "Ling Jiezhou served the congee with pork and century eggs.
The surrounding neighbors consciously made way for them.
They were all middle-aged and elderly people who did not have any major illnesses but were constantly suffering from minor illnesses. Now, they surrounded Ling Ran and asked him questions.
Most of them were the relaxed type?
You want to eat when you see someone?
Naturally, he wouldn't pursue the matter.
Only a few regular massagers?
He asked a few more questions.
There was no need for Ling Ran to say anything.
Juan Zi directly went forward?
He told them the time.
Ling Ran scooped himself some hot congee with pork and century egg and said politely, "Doctor Felix, do you want some congee?"
"Sure." Felix felt that it was better not to reject the landlord's invitation in a place like Lower Groove Clinic.
Was Ling Jiezhou very happy to have someone drink his porridge?
She scooped him a bowl with a smile?
"Be careful, it's hot.
Should you drink it bit by bit?
Old Ling's family has a history of making congee for decades. When we had the clinic, we made congee every day. "
Felix looked at the teenage interpreter.
A sixteen-year-old teenager?
He was gradually getting into the zone. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "Be careful. Drink。”
In Felix's ears, these words were basically equivalent to, "Be careful. Drink your damn congee! "
Felix quickly picked up the bowl and drank. His actions were so pious that he looked like he was drinking diabetic urine given by a gang leader. It was a little sweet due to endocrine imbalance, but also a little bitter due to social pressure.
Ling Jiezhou was a little happy. He started to show off to the surrounding neighbors. "Look, my congee. All foreigners like it."
As he spoke, he took out his phone and took a few photos.
Felix obediently cooperated and said in a fawning manner, "You're Doctor Ling's father, right? Are you in charge of running this clinic?"
Since it was his father, Ling Ran did not let the troublemaker teenager speak again. He translated it himself.
Ling Jiezhou listened with a smile and said solemnly, "Tell him that I'm not in charge of running this clinic. The clinic is mine."
Ling Ran translated.
Felix was stunned. He looked at the building of the clinic and could not help but say, "Building a clinic like this must have cost a lot of money, right?"
Ling Ran thought for a while and answered directly, "At least a million USD is needed."
"So much?" Felix was surprised. He looked to the right and could not help but say, "You guys can perform surgeries in this clinic?"
"Of course." Ling Ran nodded and said, "Currently, we have hand surgery and plastic surgery."
"Plastic surgery?" Felix finally realized something and said, "So, this isn't the poorest area in China?"
There were free clinics in poor neighborhoods, but at most, there would be a need for abortions. How could there be a need for plastic surgery?
Felix looked at the exterior of Lower Groove Clinic again and became envious of Ling Ran again. "So, you still have a clinic worth a million USD to inherit? If I were you, I'd make this clinic a professional heart bypass clinic. Does China allow such clinics? "
"I don't know." Ling Ran did not seem to care. He knew how difficult it was to manage a hospital or a clinic, and he did not think that performing heart bypass surgery in his own clinic was a more comfortable choice.
As for earning more money, it was not within his consideration at all.
"If I were you … If I were you …" Felix mumbled a few words and did not continue. Ling Ran's conditions were so good that he did not know where to start.
"What are you talking about, foreigner?" Ling Jiezhou scooped another bowl of porridge for his son and glanced at the nagging Felix. He was a little curious.
Ling Ran shook his head. "He's talking to himself."
"He's a slightly silly foreigner," Ling Jiezhou said a little regretfully, "He's dressed like a gentleman. Is he muddle-headed because of his illness?"
"He's not sick."
"Then he's pure silly." Ling Jiezhou rolled his eyes. "If he's not sick, he's an official doctor, right?"
"Yes."
"Why don't we … let the foreigner help us with the consultation?" Ling Jiezhou was still full of affection and anticipation for his small clinic.
In a small place like Lower Groove, if there was a foreign doctor providing consultation, even if it was useless, it could still increase the clinic's reputation. It was just like inviting a Filipino to teach English in a kindergarten. The gimmick of bilingual education was worth at least twenty VIP cards!
Ling Ran also thought that it was feasible. Even though the residents in Lower Groove did not seem to be seriously ill, if a professional doctor really gave advice on heart problems, it was still possible to increase the average lifespan of the residents.
Ling Ran then asked Felix, "My father wants to invite you to provide consultation in the clinic for a few days. Are you willing?"
"I can provide medical consultation, but I can't treat them." Felix agreed readily. He wanted to learn Ling Ran's skills because he needed something from Ling Ran. He was not against the idea of providing consultation in the clinic.
Ling Ran nodded at Ling Jiezhou and said, "He agreed."
"Really?" After Ling Jiezhou confirmed it again and again, he immediately stood up and went out. His voice was heard behind him. "I'll go make a few banners."
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