"14, 15, 16..." Lu Wenbin exhaled vigorously, his sturdy nostrils were tight and round, as if he could see the lobes of lungs.

Karen reluctantly followed his movements, but the weight was lighter and he sweated less.

Despite this, Karen still yelled "Ah...ah...".

Lu Wenbin gave more effort in shouting, panting hard: "Fuck..."

With a glass of wine, Felix walked into the gym curiously, looked at it carefully, and then laughed: "I thought you were playing "Grey the Intern"."

Karen glanced at Lu Wenbin's exposed muscles, smiled, and said, "It's not impossible."

Felixsha laughed: "Doctor Lu, have you heard? This is a rare opportunity..."

Lu Wenbin sweated like a syrup, put down the barbell, and said heavily, "It won't work today. I will practice my back today to make up the missing parts."

When Karen heard this, she suddenly felt that Lu Wenbin's collapsed nose was even uglier, disdainful of her mouth, and said: "You can rest assured to practice your back. Starting tomorrow, we will start surgery at the Cleveland Heart Center."

"The operation started on the second day of the cross-state flight. It feels like we are working hard like Ling Ran." Felix shook the wine and stepped on frivolous steps, smiling as if drinking alcohol, and said:" If I go out on a private jet, I can also be surgery day every day, well, there will be such a day."

Karen laughed: "On your salary? It's almost the same for refueling a private jet."

Although it is the world's top medical institution, the Cleveland Heart Center is not known for its high salaries. In fact, the largest medical centers in the United States do not have much imagination to pay doctors. Among them, Mayo is the lowest. Nobel Prize winners only have an annual salary ranging from 100,000 to 200,000 U.S. dollars. The salary of the director of surgery at Anderson Cancer Center is only more than 800,000 U.S. dollars, although it sounds like a lot. But compared with programmers in the corporate world, especially in Silicon Valley, it is still quite ordinary.

The salary of doctors at the Cleveland Heart Center is also maintained at the high middle-class level, and most people earn less than private clinics. It is also the main reason why Karen and Felix need to run out to earn extra water.

However, the work in Cleveland is far from the peak income of these doctors. Once ordinary doctors leave their jobs, they can often get several times the salary of the heart center. If they are self-operated clinics, their income can be even higher. Many doctors who have been left behind often begin the enjoyment period of life first.

As for top surgeons? If they can always maintain excellence? Then their departure will be a big shock in the industry. Will there be a large number of private clinics or doctor groups? Willing to provide them with extremely generous contracts, which may also include With shares or other rights and interests, these middle-class doctors are elevated to the bourgeois level in one fell swoop.

Felix naturally had a dream. He looked around, smiled confidently, and said: "Maybe the surgeons at the Cleveland Heart Center are not good? The world's top ten heart bypass doctors? It should be fine."

From his perspective, pursuing a top 10 in the world really can't be said to be a glamorous one, especially with Ling Ran's technical bonus, even Karen? It's not that he wants to give it a try.

"Can the world's top 10 heart bypass doctors afford a private jet?" Karen was actually quite willing to discuss this issue.

Felix even had a slightly drunken vision? Both eyes were ugly and cute and said: "The cost of a private jet is mainly two yuan, one is the price of the plane? One is the maintenance, if it is really before the world 10? Open your own private clinic... met a Khalifa-like patient? Hahahaha..."

He is talking about the President of the United Arab Emirates? This man has donated US$150 million to MD because he had been treated at the Anderson Cancer Center and cured of cancer. This is a big annual donation, more than the amount received by many top-ranked hospitals and universities. Donate more throughout the year.

Karen knew he was joking, so he was happy: "You can't use all the donated money to buy airplanes."

"Half and half are more than enough. The daily maintenance cost should also be able to use the funds of the clinic..." When Felix said happy, his ugly eyes blinked like an albino golden monkey.

Karen also opened her mouth, even if it was impossible, she was always happy to think about it.

"Will there be a gym on your private jet?" Lu Wenbin, who did another round of squats, put down the barbell and wiped off his sweat, looking very simple.

Felix was in a fantasy, thought about it seriously, and shook his head solemnly.

"What's the point of a private jet without a gym?" Lu Wenbin curled his lips and smiled: "It's better not to buy it."

Felix obviously has not been hit by the language of "buy Gust if you don't have money". He stayed on the spot for a while and only muttered: "Where would a normal person use a Boeing 737 to transform into a private jet..."

"Heh..." Lu Wenbin laughed again, and gumbled down half a bucket of water. He can't afford a private jet even if he sells the pig's feet for another 100 years, but he can make Felix and Karen who may be able to afford a private jet unhappy. The charm of language is such a joy.

...

The 737 converted into a private jet landed lightly at Cleveland Airport.

Ling Ran and Tian Qi walked off the plane, followed by Felix, Karen, Zuo Cidian, and Lu Wenbin. Most of Tian Qi's men stayed on the plane, waiting for a while elsewhere This trip is also a very important journey for the Tian family. In addition to this private plane, there are more people coming by commercial flights.

The Cleveland Heart Center only sent an external driver to pick up the people, which made Felix a little embarrassed. He explained: "The hospital is cutting funding and cannot send too many people to meet."

Ling Ran naturally nodded indifferently.

Tian Qi also only asked the driver to lead the way, and the other people in the back waited, naturally sitting on the convoy provided by the Tian family and whizzing away.

Back in Cleveland, looking at the familiar scenery, and then sitting on the Rolls Royce, Felix's mood reached its peak, and his heart swayed again.

After a while, Felix asked Karen next to him: "I hope the hospital will be arranged properly. I don't want to offend such a doctor."

"No." Karen was equally emotional, and said: "We parked in a row of cars, and the fool's IQ will be improved."

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