Healing Doctor

Chapter 609 I can't go abroad, I'm sorry.

"Dr. Lin, please speak."

"Given the low level of effort most people put in, they don't even get to the point where talent matters," Lin Jiu said. "That's an old saying, but it's true."

"Doctors in China earn too little. You probably don't know how much it costs to perform surgery on a sports star like Wimbledon or Yama.

"Money is one aspect, but if you succeed, you can gain immense fame and earn countless amounts of money in the future."

As Lin Jiu spoke, a hint of ferocity appeared on his seemingly harmless face.

However, his tone remained unchanged, gentle as ever, which reassured people and prevented them from harboring any hostility.

"Dr. Ji, I know what you're thinking. Both talent and money have diminishing marginal utility. With doctors' incomes so low in China, diminishing marginal utility doesn't even come into play."

"But at the same time, domestic doctors lack the ability to improve their income and are constrained by reality, yet they desperately need psychological comfort such as 'money doesn't make people happy,' 'there are many other things that can make people happy,' and 'many rich people are not happy either.'"

"You can't understand the happiness of the rich, Dr. Lin, is that what you're trying to say?" Ji Xiang's voice came through.

"Yes." Lin Jiu felt that Ji Xiang had stepped into the battlefield he had set up step by step, and his tone became more peaceful and warm. "The suffering of most people, including myself, can be solved with money, and once the suffering is solved, happiness will naturally follow."

"Making money is very important. But from a doctor's perspective..."

"Wait a moment, Dr. Lin." Ji Xiang interrupted Lin Jiuze's speech and said calmly, "I'm not showing off, but to be honest, I was born into a situation where the marginal utility of money was already diminishing."

"And when I reach my limit, making money becomes really boring for me."

"..."

Lin Jiu never expected to receive such an unbelievable answer.

"Although it's not my money, money doesn't mean much to me," Ji Xiang said.

"Then what has meaning?" Lin Jiu blurted out one of the most profound questions in the history of philosophy.

"When I was a child, I was playing in my great-uncle's study. He said that only the stars and the sea have meaning."

Lin Jiu raised his hand to smash the phone, but forcibly restrained himself at the last moment.

To hell with the stars and the sea!

"Your uncle..." Lin Jiu asked respectfully, suppressing his inner grumbling.

"Oh, he's just an ordinary old man," Ji Xiang said with a smile. "Whether he makes money or is famous isn't that important to me, but I can't go abroad."

"Hehe, language barrier, huh?" Lin Jiu forced himself back to his senses and laughed, "Don't worry, I'll be your translator after we arrive in Massachusetts. You'll have plenty of time to get used to it."

"My English is alright, no need to trouble you. I also know some other languages, though not fluently, but I can manage normal communication or writing papers without any problem," Ji Xiang said.

Writing papers was no problem for Lin Jiu, but Lin Jiu felt that Ji Xiang was showing off to him.

"It's because of some family reasons that I can't go abroad. If Wenban Yama could have the surgery at the First Affiliated Hospital..."

As they were talking, Ji Xiang paused for a moment, and the sound of whispers could be faintly heard on the phone.

Who is Ji Xiang with? Lin Jiuze realized in a flash that the person speaking next to him must be Director Fan.

Really...

I don't know how to describe my feelings.

On one hand, there's Wenban Yama, a superstar in the sports world and a top figure in the future of sports medicine.

On the other hand, it's just an ordinary variety show, and even if it becomes a so-called phenomenon, its level is still too low.

Ji Xiang didn't even know which side was more important?

Lin Jiu was speechless. Was Ji Xiang out of his mind? He even blamed his inability to go abroad on family reasons.

What kind of family does he have that he's afraid to go abroad?

It must be because their family is too poor that they are so easily swayed and make up an excuse to fool themselves.

"Xiao Ji, please listen to my advice."

"Really, no need, Dr. Lin," Ji Xiang said. "You can persuade the Affiliated Hospital of Benban Amanah to perform the surgery. I have an 80% chance of guaranteeing its success."

"As for the surgery results, I'll wait until I watch Zhao Dali's video. As for going abroad, let's not talk about that."

Lin Jiu frowned, focused, and his harmless expression vanished completely. His canine teeth seemed to be showing as he pursed his lips tightly.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now, Dr. Lin," Ji Xiang said. "The surgery wasn't really that difficult for me. If you'd like to learn, I can tell you about interventional surgery, but I really can't go abroad. As for Wenban Yama, if his team is willing to accept the consequence of a 30% or so decrease in athletic ability in the future, I have nothing to say."

Lin Jiu remained silent.

"Then, goodbye?"

Lin Jiu remained silent.

Beep beep beep~ Ji Xiang hung up the phone.

Lin Jiu thought about it for a long time in the bathroom. He couldn't understand why Ji Xiang was so stubborn.

It's absolutely not because of the legendary story that if someone got into MIT based on their abilities, they would have been shot eight times and committed suicide if they wanted to return to China. A doctor doesn't have that kind of "treatment".

And why is that?

……

……

Ji Xiang hung up the phone, and Zhao Zhe picked up his chin, which had fallen to the ground, and put it back in place, then tried to move it a little.

It's alright, it works.

"Xiao Ji, Dr. Lin invited you to Massachusetts?"

"Just kidding, you'd really fall for it if you took it seriously," Ji Xiang said casually.

"So he was joking when he said he was a tenured professor at Massachusetts General Hospital?" Zhao Zhe asked again.

"Which position do you think I'm qualified for?"

I think it's possible.

"Don't talk nonsense, it's impossible, at least not within the next three years," Ji Xiang said.

Zhao Zhe sighed as he listened to Ji Xiang's extremely Versailles-like words, "Little Ji, why can't you go abroad?"

Ji Xiang smiled but didn't say anything.

Zhao Zhe also knew that this was Ji Xiang's secret, so he didn't ask too many questions. There were some things that definitely couldn't be asked too much.

"Xiao Ji, I used to watch the NBA a few years ago, but I haven't paid attention since the Warriors dynasty's chemistry collapsed. But the draft pick of Wernborg and Yama was quite a sensation that year."

"It's alright," Ji Xiang said.

"Do you think their medical team would agree to perform the surgery here?"

Zhao Zhe was already certain that Ji Xiang would not go abroad, and that the surgery had a very high success rate. Zhao Zhe had no reservations about trusting Ji Xiang.

As a senior attending physician, if one's eyes are dull and lifeless, one deserves to be trampled on for life. But Zhao Zhe certainly doesn't belong to that category; he just hasn't had the opportunity before.

"I don't know. Our program is almost finished recording. Even if Wenban Yama can come, his surgery will have to be done at the Second Affiliated Hospital. But I think it's unlikely."

"That's right!" Zhao Zhe slapped his thigh. "The people with the worst medical compliance are actually the experts."

(End of this chapter)