Chapter 1339: 1299 Spending Money Like Flowing Water (Alliance Leader CCA Spicy Hotpot Extra Chapter 3)

"Sister Lin, it didn't get done." Zheng Ren sighed, briefly explaining the situation.

Lin JiaoJiao shook her head and sighed, "It's fine, just leave it as is."

Su Yun stared at her, making Lin JiaoJiao feel very uncomfortable.

"Sister Lin, how's your side?" Su Yun didn't say anything, suddenly changing the angle to ask.

Lin JiaoJiao also felt this matter had turned out not great, she immediately said: "I've been watching it, progress is fine. Because we're using good materials, no formaldehyde needed, it should be habitable in about twenty days."

"Hard work, hard work." Su Yun said with a smiling squint.

Zheng Ren felt something was off about this, but couldn't pinpoint what.

"Boss, the Rongcheng side says the first batch of prostheses has arrived." Su Yun said: "Because we've earned more money lately, Ning Shu directly ordered custom myoelectric prostheses."

"Oh, ordered it. How much each?" Zheng Ren replied indifferently.

Although he had little money since childhood, he also developed a habit of not having a concept of money.

"German goods are far more expensive than domestic ones, those guys really dare to ask such a price." Su Yun began to vent bitterly, "I'll definitely find a chance to blackmail them."

"How much?" Zheng Ren asked again.

"The price for a forearm myoelectric prosthesis is roughly between 40,000 and 120,000, and for an upper arm myoelectric prosthesis between 50,000 and 140,000." Su Yun said.

"Need a custom design?"

"Definitely custom-made! But the first batch wasn't ordered in large numbers; we want to see the effect first. This kind of myoelectric prosthesis isn't available domestically; only three or five overseas-returned orthopedic doctors in Rongcheng can make it." Su Yun said.

"Hmm, take it slow, it'll get better." Zheng Ren laughed.

"Boss Zheng, this is a huge sum of money." Lin JiaoJiao stared at Zheng Ren in shock.

"The money we earn is meant to be spent." Zheng Ren smiled, "Right, Sister Lin, if you get the chance, help me keep an eye out for any houses for rent near the community hospital."

"……" Lin JiaoJiao still thought Zheng Ren wanted to buy a house.

However, thinking about the price of the myoelectric prostheses and the number of casualties over there, Lin JiaoJiao clicked her tongue. This is…… an astronomical figure. Spending money like throwing it away, yet in the imperial capital he still has to rent a place to live—Boss Zheng really has character.

"Boss Zheng, your money-making speed is also really fast." Lin JiaoJiao felt a bit envious, recalling the gastric artery embolism procedure she and Su Yun had signed up for, the fee for one case, she couldn't help but feel heartache.

However, although it's a bit pricey, since we're going for the premium route, following Boss Zheng's footsteps is the correct choice.

Nearby, there's the liposuction surgery done by Little Sun's side that caused a patient to go into severe infectious shock, lying here.

Far away, there's the patient of Zhu Liangchen from the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary Department who underwent gastric artery embolism and subsequently suffered gastrointestinal bleeding.

These are all troublesome matters.

Rather than spending money on patients for a second surgery plus compensation, it's better to give it all to Boss Zheng. At least he doesn't eat, drink, whore, or gamble; the money goes to proper use.

"Boss, interested in taking a look at Rongcheng?" Su Yun urged.

"No." Zheng Ren thought, then said: "Initially I was thinking of ordinary prostheses, about ten thousand each. Now it's jumped geometrically; we'd better hurry up and make money."

"It's fine, the second batch of teaching trainees will also come." Su Yun hehe laughed, "Doctor Mei Ha'er's influence is top-notch in the European-American medical circles."

"Huh? How many people?" Zheng Ren asked.

"I'm limiting it to thirty people; any extra will wait for the next batch. Although we don't have enough money to spend, hunger marketing is still necessary."

"I remember Director Zhou saying there would be a teaching surgery over there." Zheng Ren has been dizzy busy these past two days, never getting around to this.

"Hmm, I'll send you a WeChat; I'm not just asking when you're free." Su Yun said.

"Then let's do it the day after tomorrow; you handle the specifics."

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Rongcheng, Provincial Hospital.

Xie Ning dressed in black casual wear, Director Lao Chen stood beside him, looking at the exquisite metal box, and asked in astonishment: "Little Ning, just this outer packaging must cost money, right?"

"Director Chen, what you said, the contents are even more valuable. If the packaging isn't careful and it gets banged up during transport, it's still not enough to cause trouble." Xie Ning laughed.

"Little Ning, how much each?"

"It's set according to the patient's condition, all custom-made, averaging 80,000 RMB." Xie Ning gave the quote proficiently.

"……" Director Lao Chen clicked his tongue.

The smile on Xie Ning's face seemed never to have faded; nothing in this world could move him.

"Little Ning, but with tens of thousands of patients, how much would that cost?" Director Lao Chen's voice trembled slightly.

Actually, there's no need to ask; a simple mental calculation tells how much money would be spent.

That much money is definitely a huge sum.

But pouring it into this, I really fear not seeing even a ripple.

But don't chill their hearts; Director Lao Chen glanced at Xie Ning and thought.

"Director Chen, don't worry." Xie Ning laughed: "Doctor Zheng can earn it."

Doctor Zheng…… Director Lao Chen suddenly recalled the photo hanging above his own bed. The honest, chubby young face sitting beside him always appears unexpectedly before his eyes.

"Little Ning, Doctor Zheng is so young, how much can he earn? But don't let him make a mistake over this." Director Lao Chen rubbed his hands, feeling a bit concerned.

"He looks honest, but his heart is as crafty as a monkey; that's why he won't make a mistake." Xie Ning's smile turned somewhat strange, saying: "Director Chen, rest assured, there won't be any problems."

"Little Ning, you said the first batch of trial prostheses is twenty pieces, which comes to about two million." Director Lao Chen said: "One doctor, how many years of work to earn that much? Doctor Zheng is still young; some things just shouldn't be done."

"It seems he's been giving lectures in the Imperial Capital lately, with high lecture fees; you shouldn't dwell on it, we'll just use them normally here. If we lack funds, isn't there still me?" Xie Ning watched the prostheses being moved down, then laughed and went with the Provincial Hospital's equipment department to handle the handover procedures.

Director Lao Chen looked at the sunlight reflecting off the exquisite box, his mind still pondering how to come up with this huge sum.

"Ning Shu, you've worked hard." The people who came to hand over with Xie Ning were already familiar with him, greeting him with hearty laughs.

"Not bad." Someone beside Xie Ning passed over documents; both parties signed.

"Ning Shu, I heard the doctors from orthopedics and trauma say this is custom-made, one per person, the effect is especially good, right?"

"Hmm, the skin surface generates a tiny measurable potential difference, which drives the electric motor. I saw people using it in Germany; it can basically reach about 60% of normal function as before."

"That high! It's far stronger than ordinary prostheses."

Um, after the handover, hurry up and press on the patient.

Don't worry, the patients are staying in the hospital department. It's just that the doctor sent by Otto Bock is only one; this side still needs a few Shou Bing for the equipment and proficiency. Anyway, take it slow, the supplies have all arrived, what's there to fear?