935 Stop It! (1/2)

Faulkner came over to Yun Hua with the intention to perform surgery.

If it were not for surgery, who would spend so much money to invite him to come over? Faulkner still knew his own value very well.

He was not a talented surgeon who could earn a large amount of USD by consultation. At least in the Mayo Clinic system, Faulkner was not outstanding. Even when he left Mayo Clinic, Faulkner was not very reputed.

If he were, he would have long left Mayo Clinic.

The fixed pay rate of Mayo Clinic could only be considered as pocket money for those surgeons who had become well-known until they published some books of their own.

For these surgeons, Mayo Clinic was a platform for talented surgeons to achieve self-actualization. Seeking success, and making goals for themselves were the goals for these talented genii.

Faulkner once thought that he would eventually enter this field on the premise that he would have solved his financial problems during that time… Then, he divorced his wife and started to pay for alimony. Later on, he saw his ex-wife and a secondhand car dealer who was twenty years younger than him spend his money…

”Let us take a look at your operating theater first.” Faulkner requested.

He really wanted to earn money. If Yun Hua Hospital could really put up a show that they were forced to ask him to save the patient, he would force himself to perform the surgery and receive a large amount of money, as stated in the agreement. Naturally, that would be the best if that happened…

However, that was if the surgery he saved was successful.

If they truly created a situation for him to perform the surgery to save the patient's life and he still failed, not only would it be a joke, it might even end up as something bad for his reputation.

Hospital Director Bo looked at Faulkner, smiled, and said, ”Mister Faulkner, you're truly professional. However, all operating theaters are quite busy right now, and it might not be convenient to go in now.”

He was not someone from Yun Hua Hospital, and he did not want to do the job of introducing the operating theaters to Faulkner.

”The most important thing for a surgeon is preparing an operating theater. Also, I'd like to give a try to the instruments and devices as well,” Faulkner insisted.

There was a high requirement for both parties in order for him to enter the operating theater of another hospital at the last minute and perform surgery to his heart's content. But in reality, there was a possibility that there were many things lacking for him to be able to operate at his will. A surgery that was not prepared based on the doctor's habits may result in the surgery coming to a stop if he was forced to wait for the anesthetist to settle the necessary for him even after the nurse had brought him a pair of curved forceps.

Hospital Director Bo was certain that Faulkner must have misunderstood by now. He stressed again, ”Mister Faulkner, our surgery plan is fixed, and Ling Ran will be the chief surgeon. Your main task during this surgery is to check what is missing…”

He said this in Chinese, and the interpreters used two minutes to translate the phrase ”check what is missing” into English and German. They truly showed an average standard for high-quality translation.

Faulkner smiled faintly. ”It is truly the right choice to use a young Chinese doctor as the chief surgeon.”

Hospital Director Bo sighed. ”Whatever you say.”

He had finished doing his job, anyway, and now, Lao Yongyong was the one who needed to deal with people like Faulkner.

Faulkner still chattered on in English, ”I always come to Asia, and I know about your tradition. East Asia, in particular, has a tradition where young people must bear the responsibilities of the old people, is that true? This is what you call respect for the older generation, right? I like your tradition. When we are at our age, young people truly need to show us more respect…”

The interpreters had to translate his words on the spot, and they were in a bit of a mess with how busy they were.

Hospital Director Bo looked at the interpreters in disdain and thought, 'How dare you offer such a high price for yourselves without even being able to translate respecting the old and loving the young properly? These interpreters can earn money so easily. Should I just quit my job and become an interpreter?'