Chapter 1310: The Manor

"Hello, please come in."

A manor real estate very close to the Cleveland Clinic is now covered with red lanterns with Chinese characteristics, and there are two large stone lions and two welcoming ladies from China at the door, cordially welcoming the guests in Chinese.

Foreigners in black, white, brown and yellow, whether they have heard Chinese or not, listened to the unique tones, and inexplicably smiled on their faces.

Everyone came to participate in the party, and the picture was a novelty and fun. Seeing the host's special service from the gate, everyone felt that the trip was worthwhile.

The parking lot in the manor was almost full of vehicles before nightfall, and most of them were luxury cars.

With the salary of the Cleveland Clinic, doctors with heavy burdens cannot actually afford luxury cars. Not to mention the high annual cost of professional insurance and the yearly expenditure of returning high tuition fees, even the local living expenses in Cleveland can suck up a doctor with a medium salary.

However, in the world-renowned Cleveland Clinic, there are actually very few doctors who really have a heavy burden. Most of the doctors' family conditions are quite good. Even if they need to pay their own occupational insurance, some of them still need to repay the loan when they were studying, but there are not many doctors who need to pay the full amount of the loan.

In addition, many doctors at the Cleveland Clinic also receive housing funds supported by their families, and there are not a few doctors who have trust funds or family stock income.

To put it bluntly, this seems to be a very un-American model, but in fact, because hospitals like the Cleveland Clinic are known for their lower salaries, higher sense of social responsibility, and higher social status, most of them Doctors' native families are willing to give their children property support. For them, this is more like another kind of charity, and it is easy to be recognized in the circle.

As for doctors with poor family conditions... In fact, not to mention that it is difficult for non-Chinese humans with poor family conditions to become doctors, even those who occasionally overcome difficulties will recognize the reality and obediently go to departments with higher income off to work.

Of course, departments with higher income and higher growth often do not overlap, and under the European and American medical systems, this approach brings about the second class differentiation.

It can be said that the family conditions are not good. Even if one becomes a doctor, the probability of becoming a bigwig in the medical field is much lower than other people.

This kind of discrimination from capital is real and hidden, so that even if most people notice it, they have no time to resist it.

Just like Felix, he was already outside the camp of the big boss reserve,

But that's not because of his family conditions, or even purely because of his talent, but just because of his backwardness.

In a place like the Cleveland Clinic, if you rank at the bottom, you will continue to lose opportunities, and if you lose too many opportunities, you will naturally lose the ranking from the master selection.

Felix naturally felt it too, so he went abroad to throw knives when he had nothing to do, which also gave up the route of becoming a medical master.

After making money, Felix also indulged in luxury car parties and other enjoyments.

However, since he performed the non-stop beating heart bridge that he learned from Ling Ran in front of Osborne, Felix suddenly felt regretful.

The so-called young people don't know what diligence is, they only teach life and death...

If God gives me another chance, I swear, I won’t go to bars, go to parties, don’t drink strong alcohol until dawn, don’t take a break, don’t recruit prostitutes, don’t write papers, and don’t ask for money... If I have to add a deadline to this work, it is ... 25 and a half years!

With a lot of inspiration in his chest, Felix drove into the huge manor in the Mercedes-Benz AMG that had just been rented.

"If it wasn't for Dr. Ling's party, I wouldn't have come. I'm going to sort out my previous cases recently..." Felix bragged to his female companion about his future plans in a low voice.

"The street lamp belongs to Alexander Song." The female companion got out of the car, tidied up her skirt a little, and rolled up Felix.

"Is it a designer you know?" Felix paid a little more attention to it than photographers, painters, dancers and fitness trainers.

The female companion shook her head amusedly: "Alexander Song is a brand, an independent designer's brand, and it is a relatively popular luxury item in recent years."

"I'll buy it for you if you like it."

"Their high-end products are only a little cheaper than Dior."

"Why compare with other brands, why not buy Dior in the future." Felix couldn't help but shrink his eyelids. He is not short of money, but he is not rich enough to wear a car.

The female companion turned the topic unsurprisingly: "This whole road should be designed by Alexander Song, and the light sense is very good. Not only the street lights, but also the fences, I think it looks like Alexander Song's, maybe it's based on money... "

Felix didn't bother to ask the price, he was a person who had cut through the Saudi mob, and none of the words he heard at the moment was what he wanted to understand in depth.

Entering the manor, several dining tables have been arranged in different positions in the living room and dining room.

"Well, Chinese food!"

“Mexican food...”

"Brazilian barbecue……"

"French cold cuts?"

In any case, Felix came here with flying knives from all over the world. After wandering around for half a circle, he recognized the delicacies of several regions.

He himself likes Italian food very much. He tasted it twice and couldn't help but be full of praise.

"Italian food is made by Binoce." The female companion walked around and replied to Felix who was gulping.

"That Binos?" Felix naturally knew the famous Italian chef.

The female companion nodded solemnly: "That Binos."

Felix's chewing slowed down: "How much does it cost?"

"Let me ask you, do doctors make so much money? You, Doctor Ling, must earn tens of millions of dollars a year." The female companion calculated the prices of the items she saw today, and gave a guess.

Felix looked at his female companion amusedly, and said in a low voice, "The one who spent money today is Dr. Ling's girlfriend."

The female companion was relieved: "I was still thinking just now, if you count the value of the manor, this is money you won't be able to earn until you are 80 years old."

Felix stopped chewing completely, and the Italian meat in his hand seemed to become heavier.

"Felix." Harris came up from behind holding champagne.

"Harris." Felix smirked intently.

"The Chinese you invited here." Harris said hello, with a smug smile: "It's a pity that he has to leave. If you keep him, there is still hope..."

For the hospital, there are many promising directions, but Harris didn't mention them, and Felix didn't even bother to ask. He also said in a flat, non-detailed language, "I have learned a lot."

"oh?"

"Mr Osborne gave it a very high opinion, as you will see some other day."

"Oh..." Harris was a little nervous. In the team that is marching towards the boss, he belongs to the bottom of the third group, but he has more hopes than Felix, so he can often show his superiority in front of Felix. This is also his painful struggle career. A rare pleasure.

Harris really didn't want to lose such a Felix.

"What are you going to do?" Harris couldn't help asking.

"It's just heart surgery." Osborne smiled. He didn't just talk about the heart bridge, because he had already thought about it, and Ling Ran's decision to return to China didn't mean that he couldn't go to China anymore.

Just like the famous religious proverb: If the mountain is not mine, I will go to the mountain.

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