Director Sun almost spit out an old blood.

I just said that I should follow the highest standards. The standard he mentioned is the domestic standard.

Generally speaking, if you can run a flying knife in China, you can only run a surgery of 10,000 to 20,000 yuan. No matter how much... people will go to the imperial capital, and stay in a special ward in the Magic City, and you will not ask someone to run a flying knife.

But Mr. Zheng opened his mouth and saw Mayo Clinic, the operation cost 80,000 US dollars, and it’s not a single one.

What is the reason for this matter? But then I thought, did Mr. Zheng really go to Mayo Clinic for surgery?

Director Sun sat in a wax and stood there, feeling embarrassed.

He didn't expect that Zheng Ren actually went to Mayo. At this time last year, the young doctor in the ward opposite had grown into a towering tree that he could not imagine.

"Director Sun, is there anything wrong?" Zheng Ren asked.

"No...no..."

"Director Sun wants to find you to fly back, what do you think?" Old Director Pan took the conversation and asked.

"Oh, if you have a patient, come back, just look at you." Zheng Ren smiled, "The surgery fee is casual, nothing. Director Sun, if there is a suitable patient, you can discuss it with Su Yun. Do you have his WeChat?"

"Yes, yes." Director Sun said quickly.

"Okay, then that's all." Zheng Ren said: "Director, I'll clean up and go to the provincial capital. I'll come back to see you in a while."

"Do work well, don't worry about running home if you have anything to do." Director Pan's tone of speaking was very serious, like his parents who wanted their children to become successful.

Liu Xiaojie held the trolley case and watched silently from behind.

She refreshed her understanding of Boss Zheng, whom Manager Feng followed along.

Mayo, for her, didn't feel much. Is it the world's number one? Well, even if it is the world's number one, can you sell a guide wire?

So Liu Xiaojie felt that she had nothing to do with her as a salesperson.

But Mayo Clinic asked Boss Zheng to go for surgery, and the operation cost 80,000 US dollars, which shocked Liu Xiaojie.

Although money cannot perfectly determine the importance of a thing, the cost of surgery definitely represents the degree of recognition of doctors to some extent.

Is this young doctor who looks unpretentious, really that powerful?

She wanted to ask Feng Xuhui whether this matter was true or not, but Feng Xuhui was sorting out the large trolley case and using a notebook to record the consumables that needed to be supplemented.

"Xiao Feng, go and drive. Go downstairs and call me. I will say a few more words to the director." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"Okay." Feng Xuhui responded, then handed the trolley case to Liu Xiaojie, and the two of them went to change their clothes and leave.

Liu Xiaojie has always been unable to understand that a doctor as young as Boss Zheng is at best a more powerful level. However, the cost of one operation is 80,000 US dollars, which is really a bit shocking.

After changing her clothes, she hurriedly dragged the trolley case out of the operating room.

Feng Xuhui had already changed his clothes and was waiting for her. When he saw Feng Xuhui, Liu Xiaojie asked: "Manager, why is Boss Zheng so expensive to operate on a surgery? Is it true?"

"Yes." Feng Xuhui said: "And this is not all."

"Ah?" Not all the surgery costs are like this high? Liu Xiaojie doesn't believe it, that can't be done!

"Mr. Zheng went to Mayo for surgery and wanted to broadcast live, including teaching surgery. It seems that the live broadcast of a teaching surgery is going to increase. Brother Yun is talking about this with Mr. Peng from Xinglin Garden. I heard Brother Yun say that it should be that the live broadcast of a surgery cost 30,000 yuan."

Oh, it doesn’t cost much, Liu Xiaojie thought to herself.

But in a flash, Liu Xiaojie burst into tears.

The monthly internship cost me 2,000 yuan. Boss Zheng’s surgery is not counted as the surgery fee, but the live broadcast alone costs 30,000 yuan... This is not much money?

"Is it live broadcast?" Liu Xiaojie asked subconsciously.

"Don't you look at Xinglin Garden?" Feng Xuhui walked forward, drove to pick up Zheng Ren, and explained to Liu Xiaojie: "We are also marginal industry insiders. If you have time, you should learn more about this kind of professional website."

Liu Xiaojie was speechless. She watched Feng Xuhui limp forward, feeling a little disdainful. Do you want to teach her?

Putting the trolley case in the trunk, Feng Xuhui began to contact the sales staff at the company's headquarters in the provincial capital to prepare some consumables to supplement the deficit of the trolley case.

As long as one piece of consumables is missing, Feng Xuhui will restless, and Liu Xiaojie has many complaints about this.

After a while, a red Volvo XC60 appeared in sight, and a short whistle reminded Feng Xuhui.

Zheng Ren walked out, said goodbye to Director Pan, sat on Volvo, and headed straight for the provincial capital.

Liu Xiaojie looked at the Volvo in front of her, which was not at all ostentatious, and asked, "Who is Boss Zheng's girlfriend?"

"Um."

"It's pretty. Boss Zheng is rich, so he is a handsome man and a beautiful woman." Liu Xiaojie said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Money?" Feng Xuhui was concentrating on driving and did not react immediately. However, he realized Liu Xiaojie's thoughts and said, "Mr. Zheng's girlfriend is much richer than him."

"Um?"

"Haicheng...not to mention Haicheng, the imperial capital, the Sunshine 100cbd on the Third Ring Road is from Xie Yiren's family." Feng Xuhui said with a smile: "They are for their ideals, but they think that it is the right thing to cure diseases and save lives. It is different from working hard to make money and make a living."

"..." Liu Xiaojie was stunned.

She knew about the imperial capital, the East Third Ring Road, Sunshine 100cbd. She often went to the other side of Dawang Road, and it was very prosperous. But she didn't expect that the CBD where everyone lived was actually from Boss Zheng's girlfriend's house.

If you really want to say money, I’m afraid that Boss Zheng will do nothing and only needs to earn so much money after five years of surgery. It’s said that it’s five years, it’s hard to do it… you can’t make that much money at all.

Is this really... Matthew effect?

Liu Xiaojie remained silent, and she began to sort out the gains along the way, as if she had a relatively vague understanding of the reasons for her failure. But she was not sure what it was.

As we enter the provincial capital, the provincial capital is much more prosperous than Haicheng.

When I arrived at the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University, at noon, Liu Xiaojie felt a little worried when she looked at the car full of climbing. It took a while to find the parking space. How long does it take depends on luck.

But as soon as I arrived at the gate and started looking for a parking space, Volvo in front suddenly stopped.

A large and round security guard stopped the car and then contacted him on a walkie-talkie. More than a dozen security guards gathered from all directions.

What's going on? Feng Xuhui was a little nervous. He didn't turn off the engine and untied his seat belt and wanted to get out of the car to take a look.

"Manager, why don't the hospital security guard let Boss Zheng enter?" Liu Xiaojie was a little surprised.

However, seeing the car in front being stopped and the horns of the tumbling behind her, she felt a little happy inexplicably.

It turns out that this person is not able to run rampant anywhere.
Chapter completed!