Chapter 1171

1141 Male talent, female beauty? No, they're doing it for their ideals.

Director Sun spat a mouthful of old blood, nearly vomiting it out.

Just now he said they'd pay according to the highest standard, but the standard he cited is merely the domestic one.

Normally, domestic Flying Knife surgeries go for only ten to twenty thousand yuan per case; any more and patients would head to the capital or Modu for special wards rather than hire a Flying Knife surgeon.

But Chief Zheng just mentions the Mayo Clinic—surgery fee of US$80,000, and that's per case.

Where could one even argue about this? But then I wondered—did Chief Zheng really go to the Mayo Clinic for surgery?

Director Sun sat awkwardly, standing there, utterly at a loss.

He never expected Zheng Ren to go to the Mayo Clinic; the junior doctor from the opposite ward last year has now grown into a towering tree he couldn't have imagined.

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

"No… no…"

"Director Sun wants you to come back and do Flying Knife work—what do you think?" Director Pan picked up the thread and asked.

"Oh, I'll come back if there's a patient—good to see you." Zheng Ren smiled. "The surgery fee is negotiable, no problem. Director Sun, if you have a suitable patient, just discuss it with Su Yun; do you have his WeChat?"

"Yes, yes." Director Sun hurriedly replied.

"All right, then that's settled." Zheng Ren said, "Director, I'll pack up and head to Sheng Cheng; I'll come back to see you later."

"Work properly, don't keep thinking about running home for no reason." Director Pan spoke sternly, like a parent hoping their child becomes a dragon.

Liu Xiao Jie pulled her trolley case, silently watching from behind.

She repeatedly updated her impression of Zheng Lao Ban, who had been following Manager Feng all along.

To her, the Mayo Clinic meant nothing. World‑number‑one? Fine, but even if it's number one, can it sell a single guidewire?

So Liu Xiao Jie felt it had nothing to do with her as a salesperson.

But the Mayo Clinic invited Zheng Lao Ban to perform surgery, charging US$80,000 per case—this number shocked Liu Xiao Jie.

Although money can't perfectly judge a thing's importance, the surgery fee absolutely reflects, to some extent, the recognition given to the doctor.

This young doctor, whose looks are unremarkable—could he really be that good?

She wanted to ask Feng Xu Hui whether it was true, but he was busy sorting a large trolley case, noting down the supplies that needed replenishing in a notebook.

"Little Feng, go drive down and call me from downstairs; I need to say a couple more things to the director." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

"All right." Feng Xu Hui replied, then handed the trolley case to Liu Xiao Jie, and the two went to change clothes and leave.

Liu Xiao Jie couldn't fathom how a doctor as young as Zheng Lao Ban could be merely "quite skilled," yet a single surgery costing US$80,000 was truly shocking.

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

Feng Xu Hui had already changed and was waiting for her; upon seeing him, Liu Xiao Jie asked, "Manager, is it really true that Zheng Lao Ban's surgery fee is so high?"

"Yes." Feng Xu Hui said, "And that's not the whole amount."

"What?" Such a high surgery fee isn't even the total? Liu Xiao Jie couldn't believe it—no way!

Chief Zheng's Mayo Clinic surgery will be livestreamed, including teaching surgeries. It seems the livestream fee for a teaching surgery will increase; Yun Ge'er is discussing this with Manager Peng of Xinglin Yuan. I heard Yun Ge'er say once that it should be 30,000 yuan per surgery livestream.

"Oh, that's not much money," Liu Xiao Jie thought.

But in an instant, Liu Xiao Jie burst into tears.

My monthly internship stipend is 2,000 yuan, while Zheng Lao Ban's surgery—excluding the surgery fee—just the livestream fee alone is 30,000 yuan… and that's still not much money?

"Livestream?" Liu Xiao Jie asked instinctively.

"You don't check Xinglin Yuan?" Feng Xu Hui walked ahead, went to start the car to pick up Zheng Ren, and explained while walking, "We're also sort of peripheral industry insiders; for such a highly specialized website, if we have time we should still learn more about it."

Liu Xiao Jie was speechless; watching Feng Xu Hui limp forward, she felt a bit contemptuous, thinking, "And you're going to teach me?"

He put the trolley case in the trunk, then Feng Xu Hui began contacting the company's provincial‑city sales staff, asking them to prepare some supplies to make up the shortage in the trolley case.

If even one consumable is missing, Feng Xu Hui becomes restless, and Liu Xiao Jie has many complaints about it.

After a while, a red Volvo XC60 appeared in view, and a short honk reminded Feng Xu Hui.

Zheng Ren came out, bade farewell to Director Pan, got into the Volvo, and headed straight for Sheng Cheng.

Liu Xiao Jie looked at the unassuming Volvo ahead, felt a stir, and asked: "That person, is she Zheng Lao Ban's girlfriend?"

Um.

"She's quite pretty, and Zheng Lao Ban has money too—making them a talented man and beautiful woman," Liu Xiao Jie said, intentionally or not.

"Money?" Feng Xu Hui, focused on driving, did not react in the First Time, but then realized Liu Xiao Jie's thought and said: "Chief Zheng's girlfriend is far richer than he is."

"Huh?"

"Hai Cheng… not mentioning Hai Cheng, Di Du, the Sunshine 100 CBD on Third Ring Road belongs to Xie Yiren's family." Feng Xu Hui said with a smile: "They're doing it for their ideals, believing that healing and saving lives is the right thing, unlike us working hard just to make a living."

"……" Liu Xiao Jie was dazed.

Di Du, East Third Ring Road, Sunshine 100 CBD—she knew that. She often went to the Dawanglu side, which is very prosperous. But she never imagined that such a large-residential-area CBD actually belonged to Zheng Lao Ban's girlfriend's family.

If we're talking about money, Zheng Lao Ban would have to do nothing and work five years of surgery to earn that much, maybe. Five years of nonstop surgery, sweating and struggling, would still hardly make that much—basically impossible.

This really is… the Matthew effect?

Liu Xiao Jie fell silent, she began to sort out the gains from this journey, gaining a somewhat vague understanding of why she failed. But exactly what it was, she wasn't clear.

All the way into Sheng Cheng, compared to Hai Cheng, Sheng Cheng is more prosperous.

Arriving at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital at noon. Seeing the parking lot full, Liu Xiao Jie felt worried. It would take some time to find a spot; exactly how long depends on luck.

But just as they reached the gate and started looking for a spot, the Volvo ahead suddenly stopped.

A burly security guard blocked the car, then used a walkie-talkie to call over a dozen guards from all directions.

What's going on? Feng Xu Hui felt a bit tense; he didn't turn off the engine, undid his seatbelt, and wanted to get out to see.

"Manager, why won't the hospital security let Zheng Lao Ban in?" Liu Xiao Jie wondered, a bit puzzled.

But seeing the car ahead being held up, with the traffic behind honking nonstop, she inexplicably felt a bit happy.

Turns out this person isn't able to act arrogantly everywhere.

A dozen security guards gathered; a Security Team Captain with a somewhat unsavory appearance came to the front of the vehicle, stood up straight very seriously, and saluted. He grinned, sunlight shining on his face, giving it a layer of old pearl yellow.