"Dr. Felix is ​​a doctor from the Cleveland Heart Center in the United States." Ling Ran listened to the neighbor's nagging and helped Felix clear the situation.

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 body size, he slapped him, even if he didn't get cracked and his bones were broken, he would have been sore all over for a while.

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

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

Ling Ran asked: "What does it mean?"

"I don't mean to discriminate. I think those who can climb from the bottom are very powerful and excellent. If your starting point is higher, today may be..." Felix explained repeatedly, just after explaining it, hesitating a little.

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

The development of modern medicine advocates essence rather than proficiency. Especially in surgery, any doctor can be called a top doctor if he makes any surgery top.

Because modern hospitals have ways to gather a large number of patients with the same disease, and can make a doctor who can do a surgery to the top, and it will be cured every day. If there is a requirement, then it is impossible for a top doctor who occupies a top position to take some time to do scientific research. Any doctor who can make a surgery to the top and achieve a unique skill level will be full of things he can teach other doctors.

Ling Ran's current skills in cardiac surgery are relatively thin, but his heart bypass is really at a level close to the top. Even Felix is ​​not sure if there is a surgeon with a stronger heart bypass technology than Ling Ran. In this way, his familiar words are a little too late.

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

The neighbors around him were a little anxious and asked the 16-year-old boy: "What are they saying?"

In order to protect the right to choose a spouse for the next decade, the boy thought hard, recalled what Felix said, and picked out the words he knew. He slowly said: "Foreigners mainly mean that we are relatively low? It means low-end. In addition, let's talk about Dr. Ling very good."

"This foreigner has been beaten less." The neighbors looked at Felix with a bad expression, with an expression like "If we weren't afraid that the police station would cause trouble for us, we would be beaten on the spot and call you father and mother."

Felix's calf was about to thrust.

"Son? I've eaten porridge." Dad Ling Jie Porridge brought the cooked egg lean meat porridge over? The neighbors around him consciously moved away.

Originally, middle-aged and elderly people who have no major illnesses and have frequent minor illnesses are surrounded by Ling Ran. Most of them are the type of people who are content with ease? When they see that they want to have a meal, they will naturally stop asking.

There are only a few people who often massage? I asked a few more questions.

No need to say much about Ling Ran? Juanzi stepped forward directly? Telled them about time.

Ling Ran scooped the hot fried egg lean meat porridge by himself and said politely: "Doctor Felix, do you drink the porridge?"

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

Ling Jie Porridge is very happy that someone will drink the porridge they cooked? He smiled and put a bowl of it for him. He said, "Be careful, be hot? Drink it bit by bit? Our old Ling family's porridge has been around for decades. When there is a clinic, the porridge at home is cooked every day."

Felix looked at the boy's translator.

The 16-year-old boy? He was gradually entering the state. After thinking for a few seconds, he said, "be-careful.Drink."

To Felix's ears, this is basically equivalent to "Be careful. Drink yours!"

Felix quickly took the bowl and started drinking it, his movements piously as if he was drinking diabetic urine given by the black boss. It was a bit sweet with endocrine disorders and a bit bitter with social pressure.

Ling Jiezhu was a little happy and showed off to the neighbors around him: "Look, foreigners like to drink this porridge."

As he said that, he took out his cell phone and took a few photos.

Felix cooperated obediently and said: "Your Dr. Ling's father, are you responsible for running this clinic?"

Because it was his own father, Ling Ran no longer asked the teenager to speak, and translated it himself.

Ling Jiezhu smiled and said solemnly: "Tell him, I am not running this clinic, but the clinic is mine."

Ling Ran's translation directly.

Felix was stunned and looked at the clinic's building again, and couldn't help but say, "Building such a clinic will cost a lot of money."

Ling Ran thought about it and replied directly: "Millions of dollars are needed."

"So much?" Felix was surprised, and looked at the right position again, and couldn't help but say, "Can you have surgery in your clinic?"

"Of course." Ling Ran nodded: "The current work includes hand surgery and plastic surgery."

"Plastic surgery?" Felix finally woke up and said, "So, this is not the poorest area in China?"

There are free clinics in poor black neighborhoods, but at most it is the need for abortion. How can there be a need for plastic surgery?

Felix looked at the appearance of Xiagou Clinic again and envied Ling Ran again: "So, you still have a clinic worth millions to inherit? If I were you, I would build this clinic into a professional heart bypass clinic. Is this clinic allowed in China?"

"I don't know." Ling Ran looked indifferent. He still knew the difficulty of managing a hospital or clinic. He did not think that doing heart bypass in his own clinic was a more comfortable choice.

As for making more money, it is not within his consideration.

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

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

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

"He's a bit stupid foreigner." Ling Jiezhu said with some regret: "Seeing that she looks a little bit handsome, is he sick and confused?"

“Not sick.”

"That's pure stupid." Ling Jiexiang's eyes turned: "If you don't get sick, is he a formal doctor?"

"yes."

"Or... let foreigners help me with a clinic?" Ling Jiezhu was still full of emotions and expectations for his small clinic.

In a small place like Xiagou, if a foreign doctor is in a clinic, even if it is useless, it will increase its reputation. It is like a kindergarten asking Filipinos to take English classes. The gimmick of bilingual teaching is worth at least 20 cards!

Ling Ran also thought it was feasible. Although the residents in Xiagu did not look like they were seriously ill, if a professional doctor gave his heart advice, it would be possible to increase the average life expectancy.

Ling Ran asked Felix, "My father wants to ask you to take a clinic for a few days, are you willing?"

"I can do medical consultation, but I can't do treatment for them." Felix agreed very happily. He wanted to learn Lingran's skills and had no resistance to anything he had to do with the diagnosis.

Ling Ran nodded to Ling Jiezhu and said, "He agreed."

"Really?" Ling Jiezhu made a lot of decisions and immediately got up and went out. His voice floated back from behind: "I'll make a few banners."
Chapter completed!