"Doctor Ling, how do you feel?" Osbourne pressed the intercom button and asked in a friendly and polite manner, just like the staff in a restaurant in the United States who kept asking, "How's the food today?"
Ling Ran, who was immersed in the surgery, seemed to be awakened. He said calmly in English, "It's not as good as expected."
Osbourne was stunned. He quickly recalled Ling Ran's operation in his mind, but he did not find any mistakes. He could not help but say humbly, "What did you expect?"
"Is it the mirror image that I expected? It should … have a natural sense of beauty. Like a prime number. "Ling Ran sighed regretfully.
The mirror image in front of him was a mirror image, but as a lumberjack, he was obviously not a person who was diligent in maintaining his body, exercising, and often doing physical examinations.
His heart was fat, and his cardiovascular system was thick, hard, and deformed, so much so that it was a little out of place. This was a very important point. If the tissue and organ of the mirror image of the mirror image deteriorated, would it not lose part of its mirror image attributes?
This was like folding a piece of paper in half, then kneading half of the paper for a long time, and then unfolding it. The "mirror image" of the two mirrored halves of the paper would naturally be weaker.
Moreover, such a heart could not be said to be beautiful.
In fact, the lumberjack's heart gave Ling Ran the feeling that it was more like a ballet dancer's foot. They were both in a state of devastation and disability.
Ling Ran's thoughts were affected. He could not help but point at the blood vessels that had just been sutured and said, "The location of the lesion is too obvious, and there are many and dense. It's like a broken mirror …"
"Okay, it's not a perfect mirror image." Osbourne felt that he understood and said, "If it can make you happy, we can contact a few more mirror images to come over and perform surgery."
"That can make me happy," Ling Ran immediately replied.
Osbourne could not help but smile. "No problem. As long as you are happy, we can constantly contact mirror images to come over and perform surgery."
"There's no need to keep contacting them. If it's a mirror image, after five or six cases, there shouldn't be much difference." Ling Ran said with a little regret and added, "So, the first few mirror images had better be younger."
"Understood, young mirror-image man." Osbern agreed with a smile.
The operating theater and visitation room became quiet again.
Felix clicked his tongue and said, "It must have cost a lot of money to arrange five surgeries for mirror image people."
In the Cleveland Clinic, the cost of a heart surgery could easily exceed one million USD. It was not rare for a more complicated bypass surgery to cost six million USD. Of course, this was the cost that the insurance company had to pay. If it was a self-funded patient, the bill could be settled after paying around 30% of the cost. Even so, it was relatively easy for the expenses to exceed 500,000 USD to reach a million USD.
As a non-profit hospital, the Cleveland Clinic had to account for 30% to 50% of the expenses. In conclusion, five free surgeries would cost Cleveland Clinic at least a million USD, and it would be normal for it to cost up to a few million USD.
Even the department director of the Cardiology Center would not be able to get rid of such a large sum of money.
However, Osborn was not worried at all. He smiled and said, "Since it's what Doctor Ling wants, it's still possible to arrange for six surgeries for the mirror image."
Felix's eyes widened. "When I wanted five or six million USD, why did I get five million USD?"
"How could they give you five million USD? Check it later," Osborn turned around and said to his assistant. Then, he looked at the surgery seriously.
Felix gritted his teeth and looked down in slight disbelief. "Although there is a gap between me and Doctor Ling, it's not that big."
Osborn did not even turn his head. He only flashed a smile, which made his ears and the corners of his mouth curl up.
"The surgery is over." Ling Ran checked again, retracted his hand, and stepped back. With the help of the nurse, he took off his surgical gown and gloves.
His surgical gown and gloves were stained with blood, and he looked a little scary, but the atmosphere in the operating theater gave off a strong sense of security.
Everyone present could feel that when the surgery reached this level, they felt a sense of security both internally and externally.
"Doctor Ling, you've worked hard." The oldest nurse today was already fifty years old. She was a Caucasian who was so thin that she was mean. She had the image of a backbone and an elite. She was also Cleveland's version of a stabilizing force. Because of this, the fifty-year-old White Bone Spirit was the first to sincerely say goodbye.
"Doctor Ling, you've worked hard." The remaining White Bone Spirits, Black Bone Spirits, and Brown Bone Spirits also shouted in unison.
The living conditions of the nurses in the United States were very comfortable. They were somewhat similar to the living conditions of blue-collar workers, or rather, they belonged to the category of blue-collar workers.
If the young doctors were still limited by the various restrictions of the hospital and did not dare to cross the line, the nurses had too many advantages. On the one hand, it was very easy for them to find a job, and they had a wide range of employment opportunities. They did not need to care about the hospital management or the doctors at all. On the other hand, the nurses' union was often a strong political force in the hospital. No matter what kind of bullsh * t they encountered, they had a channel to vent.
Of course, the nurses still worked hard, and their income was far less than that of the doctors. This allowed them to express their independence in the operating theater. The number of people who were willing to express their respect to the doctors was far fewer than those who appeared on television.
Many of the doctors in the room were extremely jealous when Ling Ran received so many people's respect.
However, the environment of the hospital made them unable to vent their jealousy, and they were forced to continuously recall the process of Ling Ran's surgery.
"It was the same when I first did it." Felix looked at the expressions of the people around him and suddenly laughed. He was like a runner who had stepped on dog sh * t, and when he ran his second lap, he saw that other people had also stepped on dog sh * t.
'I'm not alone.'
If Felix's education level was at the level of clinical medicine, he would have shouted this sentence.
* Creak. *
Tian Qi took in everyone's expressions, opened the door, and walked out with pride.
A few doctors let out a loud gasp and immediately started discussing among themselves. "Doctor Ling's girlfriend? The world is so unfair. "
"This is how the world is fair, right?" A younger doctor expressed his opinion in a silly manner.
Another doctor, who was equally young, asked Felix curiously, "Is it possible for a Chinese doctor to have such a high income? Or are there so many beautiful women in China? "
Felix smiled. "I'm not very sure whether doctors in China earn a lot or not, but we came here in this beautiful woman's private plane."
The doctors in Cleveland Clinic were all people who often came in contact with private planes. Someone immediately whistled and said with a smile, "Looks like she's from a rich family. What plane? "
"It's a modified Boeing 737." This was what Felix was waiting for.
The doctor who just whistled almost choked to death on the spot.
Osbern, who had been maintaining a smile, also frowned slightly, almost causing his ears to clap.
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