Chapter 734: Quirks

"I'm looking forward to it." Lloyd said the polite words of a white man, and piled up a smile from a top surgeon at MD Anderson Cancer Center in response to Ling Ran's smile.

Such a handsome man smiled at you, what else can he do but return a smirk? Kneel down?

Boyle was in a weird mood. On the one hand, his colleague was cured, and he saw an operation far beyond his own level. He should have been happy, but on the other hand, he thought Ling Ran was so handsome ( line) An excellent doctor, it's really frustrating not to agree with his own ideas, but, facing Ling Ran's contagious smile, Boyle still smiled obediently.

It was a habit rooted in his life, and when a tall, handsome, popular guy laughed at school, you'd better laugh with him before your knees shattered.

Ling Ran put another cloud and nodded, and left the operating room to wash his hands.

For him, knee arthroscopic surgery is not much more complicated than debridement surgery. Even if it is for athletes, there is not much extra burden on Ling Ran——Ling Ran strives for excellence in surgery. Ordinary people and athletes do surgery, nothing more than a change in the risk preference during the operation, but in normal surgery, in fact, there are not often options of either/or. The choice is made, as athletes usually choose the Zhu-Ling Achilles tendon repair.

Looking at Ling Ran's back, Lloyd couldn't help admiring, then greeted Huo Congjun, and then followed the nurses to send Bowman all the way to the recovery room and then back to the ward.

Yunyi Emergency Center has a dedicated international ward. As one of the weights for upgrading the emergency center in the emergency department, Yunyi Emergency Center has received a large number of international friends. In terms of the total number, it has now reached 150 person-times. Although it is not the same as the patients in the general ward, as an example of medical services going abroad, the appearance of these 150 international patients has greatly enhanced the reputation of Yunyi and increased the budget and subsidies of Yunyi.

On the other hand, the international wards have actually created additional income for Yunyi. After all, it is an international ward, so it can not only accommodate foreigners, but also Chinese people. There are a lot of local people, in order to be admitted to the international ward, they often seek help from others. Apart from this, the most frequent admissions to the international wards are self-paying patients.

For hospitals, self-financed patients are definitely better than medical insurance patients, because they save the trouble of being checked by medical insurance, and are not restricted by medical insurance control fees-in terms of the department size of the current top-tier hospitals, most departments normally prescribe medicines Using equipment can easily exceed the medical insurance limit, so if you want to stay up late at full capacity, you must have a certain amount of self-paid patients to supplement.

Lloyd doesn’t know Chinese either. He only thinks that the wards and equipment in the international ward are acceptable, so he doesn’t make any comments—praise is not enough. In a crowded free clinic, Yunyi's wards and equipment can only be said to be ordinary, not as good as Anderson's.

There are not many nurses in the ward, and they are busy. The advantage is that there are a few who can speak English, and their attitudes are amiable, which makes Lloyd and others feel at ease.

After taking such care, it was already pitch black outside the window.

Boyle looked at his watch, yawned, and said, "Bowman should thank us later, the kind of thank you for inviting us to Las Vegas. I'm almost exhausted."

"Well, let's go back to sleep too." Lloyd is getting older, but he is not so sleepy, and puts his hands in his trouser pockets with a calm expression, imitating Ling Ran's appearance, and feels that he is also very handsome. Waddling to go out.

"Mr. Lloyd." Lu Wenbin held a translucent lock box, greeted Boyle again, and said in English: "Aren't you going to see the liver resection operation? Are you going to go now?"

"Now?" Lloyd looked at the sky outside, it must be dawn soon.

Lu Wenbin complained in Chinese as a matter of course, saying: "The night is a good time for liver resection.

Severely ill patients and their family members do not pick time and wait patiently. As long as the operation is done well, if you wake up at 1 am, you will get up at 1 am, and if you wake up at 3 am, you will get up at 3 am. Unlike the family members of patients with arthroscopic surgery, Often picky..."

"I didn't understand what you said." Lloyd looked around. There was no interpreter around him. The interpreter was too sleepy for a long time. He went back to sleep. He is not a devil, and there is no way for others to follow him around the clock.

"Yes." Lu Wenbin replied in English.

Lloyd looked at Lu Wenbin suspiciously, and said, "You said a lot just now. Although it's in Chinese, I think it's more than just 'yes'..."

"To sum up the core, it is: yes." Lu Wenbin replied cheerfully, and continued to speak in Chinese: "It seems that you really don't understand Chinese, hey, you foreigners are good, just learn your mother tongue. You can’t be late, hold an international conference or something, and speak in English. In the end, the English that other people get up at 4 o’clock will be criticized by you for not being authentic. I’m authentic for your sister, it’s fine if you don’t understand it..."

"What did you say?" Lloyd scratched his head, unable to understand the meaning, which really made him anxious.

Lu Wenbin smiled: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat pig's trotters?"

Lloyd took a deep breath: "You seem to have said a lot just now..."

"Yes, do you want to eat?" Lu Wenbin asked again.

Lloyd and Boyle hesitated, both having doubts about trotters.

"Boneless trotters, a new product." Lu Wenbin explained in English, and then said in Chinese: "It's a lot of trouble for you to eat. I think the conditions are too good. People in the third world are still starving. You waste food all day long, and pretending to donate a little food at that time is like doing some great deeds..."

Lloyd was swayed by the machine-gun-style Chinese, and finally waved his hand, saying: "Dr. Lu, let's talk about the surgery just now. Is there a liver resection scheduled now? Why is the surgery scheduled at this time."

"Doctor Ling likes it." Lu Wenbin spoke directly in English this time.

Lloyd said "Oh", but he was quite understanding, and couldn't help laughing: "Surgeon's eccentricity."

"Well, are you going?" Lu Wenbin's eyes flickered, as if he wanted to test the limit of the foreign doctor's mental strength.

The look in his eyes made Lloyd somewhat understand.

Lloyd smiled suddenly: "You can go, I am in the Anderson Cancer Center, and I often do operations that last up to 30 hours. By the way, I noticed that you seem to have not rested all day, and your body can bear it. Got it? Don’t affect the effect of the operation because of this.”

"No, several of our assistants have been replaced."

"What about Dr. Ling who is the chief surgeon?"

Lu Wenbin smiled: "Doctor Ling, I'll know you when I see you."