Chapter 1289: Consultation

"Doctor Felix is ​​a doctor from the Cleveland Heart Center." Ling Ran listened to the neighbor's chatter, and helped Felix out of the siege by the way.

Felix, who escaped from the yellow aunt Juanzi, was grateful to Ling Ran, nodded quickly, and said, "Yes, I came with Dr. Ling."

He knew that Juanzi didn't have a gun in his hand, but with Juanzi's size, if she slapped her, even if she didn't get slapped, her tendons would be broken and her body would be sore for a while.

Felix swallowed, stood obediently behind Ling Ran, and whispered in English, "No wonder you have a tenacious will."

He looked like he was when he went to buy marijuana with his black classmates.

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 excellent. If your starting point is higher, today may already be..." Felix explained repeatedly, but only explained Later, some hesitation came down.

To a certain extent, Ling Ran has actually reached the pinnacle of being a surgeon.

The development of modern medicine advocates excellence rather than broad knowledge, especially in surgery, any doctor can be called a top doctor if he can perform any operation at the top.

Because modern hospitals have a lot of ways to gather a large number of patients with the same disease, and doctors who can do a top-notch operation can perform the operation every day. If we must ask for more, then there must be no problem for a top doctor occupying a top position to spend a little time doing scientific research-any doctor can achieve a top-notch technique and make it a unique skill level, the things he can teach other doctors are already overwhelming.

Ling Ran's current skills in heart surgery are relatively weak, but his heart bypass is really close to the top level. Even Felix is ​​not sure if there is a surgeon with stronger heart bypass skills than Ling Ran, so the words he is familiar with can't be piled up.

Ling Ran waved his hands indifferently, he was not interested in Felix's compliment, nor was he interested in explaining his misunderstanding.

The neighbors in the neighborhood were a little anxious, and they asked the 16-year-old boy, "What are they talking about?"

In order to keep the right to choose a spouse for the next decade or so, the young man thought hard, recalled what Felix said, picked out the words he knew, and said slowly: "The foreigner mainly said that we are relatively low? Doctor verygood or something."

"This foreigner has received less beatings.

The neighbors all looked at Felix with bad expressions, with expressions like "If we weren't afraid that the police station would trouble us, we would beat you up on the spot and call you Mom and Dad".

Felix's calves were throbbing.

"Son? I'm eating porridge." Father Ling Jie porridge brought over the cooked preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and the neighbors around consciously stepped aside.

Originally, they were all middle-aged and elderly people who were not seriously ill or had minor illnesses. They surrounded Ling Ran to ask questions? Most of them belonged to the reassuring type? Seeing people want to eat?

There are only a few regular massagers? I asked a few more questions.

Needn't Ling Ran say more? Juanzi stepped forward and told them the time.

Ling Ran scooped up the hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge by himself, and said politely, "Doctor Felix, do you want some porridge?"

"Drink." Felix felt that in a place like Xiagou Clinic, it's better not to refuse the landlord's invitation.

Ling Jie porridge would like someone to drink the porridge he made? He smiled and served him a bowl and said, "Be careful, it's hot? Drink it little by little? Our old Ling's porridge has a history of decades." , when there was a clinic, the family cooked porridge every day.”

Felix looked at the young translator.

The 16-year-old boy? He has gradually entered the state. After thinking for a few seconds, he said: "Be-careful. Drink."

To Felix's ears, these words were basically equivalent to "Be careful. Drink your shit!"

Felix hurriedly picked up the bowl and drank it, acting piously like drinking diabetic urine from the black boss. It's a bit sweet of endocrine disorders, but also a bit bitter of social pressure.

Ling Jie porridge was a little happy, and showed off to the neighbors around: "Look, my porridge is a favorite of foreigners."

As he spoke, he took out his phone and took a few photos.

Felix cooperated obediently, and said flatteringly: "Your doctor Ling's father, are you in charge of running this clinic?"

Because it was his father, Ling Ran didn't let the cheating boy talk anymore, and translated it by himself.

Ling Jie congee laughed and said solemnly: "Tell him, I am not running this clinic, the clinic is mine."

Ling Ran translated directly.

Felix was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the building of the clinic, and couldn't help saying: "It will cost a lot of money to build such a clinic."

Ling Ran thought for a while and replied directly: "Millions of dollars are needed."

"So much?" Felix was surprised, then looked to the right side, and couldn't help asking: "Your clinic can perform surgery?"

"Of course." Ling Ran nodded and said, "At present, there are hand surgery and plastic surgery."

"Plastic surgery?" Felix finally came to his senses and said, "So, this is not the poorest area in China?"

There will be free clinics in poor black neighborhoods, but at most there is demand for abortion, how can there be demand for plastic surgery.

Felix looked at the appearance of Xiagou Clinic again, and once again envied Ling Ran: "So, you still have a clinic worth millions to inherit? If I were you, I would make this clinic a professional one. Heart bypass clinics. Does China allow such clinics?"

"I don't know." Ling Ran didn't care. He was familiar with the difficulty of managing a hospital or clinic, and he didn't think doing heart bypass surgery in his own clinic was a more comfortable choice.

As for making more money, it's not in his consideration at all.

"If I were you...if I were you..." Felix muttered a few words, but did not continue. Ling Ran's conditions were so good that he didn't know where to start.

"What did the foreigner say?" Ling Jie porridge scooped up another bowl of porridge for his son, and then looked at the nagging Felix, a little curious.

Ling Ran shook his head: "I'm talking to myself."

"He's a bit of a silly foreigner." Ling Jie porridge said with some regret: "You look smart in the clothes, are you sick and confused?"

"I'm not sick."

"That's pure stupidity." Ling Jie congee rolled his eyes: "If he is not sick, he is a formal doctor, right?"

"yes."

"Why don't you let a foreigner help you with a consultation?" Ling Jiecong was still full of affection and expectation for her small clinic.

In a small place like Xiagou, if there is a foreign doctor attending the consultation, even if it is useless, it will increase your reputation. It is like inviting Filipinos to English classes in kindergartens. The gimmick of bilingual teaching is worth at least 20 cards!

Ling Ran also thinks it is feasible, although the residents of Xiagou do not seem to be seriously ill, if professional doctors really give heart advice, it is still possible to increase the average life expectancy.

Ling Ran then asked Felix: "My father would like to invite you to sit in the clinic for a few days, would you like it?"

"I can do medical consultation, but I can't do treatment for them." Felix readily agreed. He wanted to learn Ling Ran's skills, but he wanted something more.

Ling Ran then nodded to Ling Jiezhou and said, "He agreed."

"Really?" After confirming again and again, Ling Jiezhou got up and went out immediately, and the voice came from behind: "I'll make some banners."

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