Chapter 1309： parting (1/2)
weekend.
Most of the staff at the Cleveland Clinic are on vacation.
The surgical floor is still open, but the number of people is greatly reduced.
The atmosphere dominated by emergency surgery makes the doctors feel relaxed.
However, it's just most people.
The atmosphere in the operating room where Ling Ran was located was a bit dull.
The nurse quietly handed over the instrument, the doctor quietly took the instrument, and then a few people fiddled with the silent patient.
All the way to the end of the operation, looking at another near-perfect operation, Karen took the lead to break the silence: ”Doctor Ling, do you really not consider staying in Cleveland? If you want, even if there are some cross-line requirements, I I believe Mr. Osborn is willing to talk to the hospital for you.”
Standing in the visit room, Osborn solemnly nodded his head, and then realized that Ling Ran couldn’t see it, so he quickly pressed the call button and said, “You can talk about anything. Of course, if you want to increase your salary, you can’t. But I Think, you are the least need to discuss salary.”
He was talking about Ling Ran flying back and forth on a private jet. Even an American doctor could do this. In fact, Osborn couldn't do it because he didn't open his own clinic, and he couldn't touch the side of a private jet no matter what.
Ling Ran smiled faintly, and said without leaving any room: ”Don't talk about it, I have no idea of staying in Cleveland.”
If he hadn't categorically refused, he would dare to leave a little leeway, he would meet a platoon of girls claiming to be Ling's wife in school.
Osborn’s face was still thin. After he smiled, he used the classic rejection phrase: ”Nevertheless, the door of the Cleveland Clinic will always be open for you.”
Ling Ran smiled and nodded. In fact, he often heard similar words from neighbors in the neighborhood, such as ”Come to my house for dinner at night”, ”Eating together some other day”, ”Give you some elbows I just made”...Who said foreigners don't Dr. Osborn, who knows how to be polite, doesn’t know how to be polite.
”I sent you the paper. Dr. Osborn.” Yu Yuan jumped out quickly. She was very serious about the Lancet.
Osborn was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: ”No problem. Of course, Dr. Ling's paper should be published in the best journals.”
The knowledge that Ling Ran had accumulated in heart surgery was long enough to be published in The Lancet.
Of course, if someone leads the way for such top international journals, it will still be much easier.
”Heart rate is lowered a bit.” Ling Ran gave an order, not affected by the chat of several people.
Osborn was still a little helpless, and said: ”Dr. Ling, what is the main reason for your unwillingness to stay in Cleveland? I have no other intentions, just hope that I can add some ideas for future development and reform.”
When Ling Ran heard these words, it was as if some kind of feedback mechanism had been activated. He chuckled, and shook his head in the words that his mother Tao Ping taught him more than ten years ago, and replied, ”Cleveland has no problem. I have other idea.”
As expected, Osborn was like little girls, with a satisfied and regretful smile on his face, no longer pursuing.
Ling Ran was able to proceed smoothly and quietly.
”4-0.”
”gauze.”
”4-0.”
Ling Ran kept asking for stitches.
Basically, each stitch in heart surgery is a single stitch. The suture comes with a needle, good quality and high price, like the most commonly used Prolene, which is fully synthetic, high inertia, and low tissue response. The surgical advantages cannot be ignored.
However, during normal operation hours, the medical staff chatted with each other and did not leave enough space to call out the name of the material.
Today, it was also because of the abnormal quietness in the operating room that Ling Ran found the rhythm of the shouting.