Great Doctor Ling Ran

At Prosperous Fountain Hotel was a banner on top of the door, with words written across it in a large font: Seminar on 1,500 Cases of Hepatectomy by Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center.

The banner was sand gold and made of silk, and the words across it were embroidered in purplish red silk thread. It looked extremely old-fashioned. It was so old-fashioned that people in the fashion world would think that it was deliberately made that way by some master of the craft to reflect a certain era.

The flower baskets at the doorway were also very old-fashioned. All the flowers were red, orange, yellow, green, blue or purple in color. They did not look special at all. The words printed on the ribbons on both sides of the flower baskets were also pretty much similar, and most of the flower baskets were from smaller hospitals. The words “A Sincere and Great Doctor” alone appeared three times.

Huo Congjun was very pleased with himself, though.

The guests going in and out of the hotel did not know what was going on when they saw the flower baskets. But it was okay, because the flower baskets were not for them anyway. It also did not matter that the cadres from the health department who were invited according to tradition were chuckling as they covered their mouths with their hands. Veterinarians would not become dentists no matter how much they laughed. His true target was the doctors.

Huo Congjun wanted the doctors from smaller hospitals to see how his Emergency Medical Center was recognized by many local hospitals and high-ranked doctors. And that Ling Ran from his Emergency Medical Center was recognized by many other doctors.

Even though he could not usually put this to good use, it gave him a substantial amount of firepower when it came to scolding people.

This was especially true when scolding people in Changxi Province. Why was Old Huo always able to gain victory over other people when engaged in arguments? This was because he was always well-prepared.

Considering the fact that Huo Conjun scolded people at least once every week, such preparation was very useful.

“Give Ling Ran a call. He can come over now.” Huo Congjun glanced at his watch and felt that it was almost time.

His subordinate, a resident doctor with a very forgettable face hummed in acknowledgement and made the call.

Zhao Leyi, who was standing beside them, pursed his lips. ‘Even the boss is here, and Ling Ran is not here yet. He seriously thinks that he’s some bigshot, huh?’

Of course, he did not dare to vocalize this thought. In the Emergency Medical Center right now, as powerful as Old Huo was, Ling Ran’s popularity was rising.

Being a doctor was both complicated and simple. Right now, when it came to doctors who were of Ling Ran’s caliber, Zhao Leyi had not reached the point of prostrating himself before them, but he definitely did not dare to offend them.

“It was such a shame that I didn’t bully that batch of medical interns properly back then,” Zhao Leyi muttered.

Doctor Zhou immediately understood what Zhao Leyi meant, and he said happily, “Ling Ran has sutured a lot of patients for me.”

Zhao Leyi gave him a sidelong glance. “Ling Ran is still suturing patients for you now, isn’t it?”

“Yeah. How do I make myself sound less frivolous when I boast about this?” Doctor Zhou rubbed his chin with his hand, and he seemed like he was deep in thought.

“What’s there to boast about?” Zhao Leyi could not help but laugh out loud, but after a while, he was unable to continue laughing. This was because in a way, the way Old Zhou knew how to slack and make other people do his job was really something to boast about.

Doctor Zhou was the only doctor in Yun Hua Hospital who made Ling Ran suture patients, which was the most basic technique all doctors must know. This was not even a one time thing. Ling Ran helped Doctor Zhou all the time.

Not even Old Huo has done this. Of course, Old Huo did not have to carry out so many miscellaneous tasks. But no matter what the reason was, Doctor Zhou utilizing Ling Ran and keeping it up all this time was astounding.

Zhao Leyi turned to see Doctor Zhou already leaning against the wall. He seemed so calm that it looked like he was about to fall asleep. Zhao Leyi could not help but think that Doctor Zhou seriously had the airs of a hospital leader.

*Screech…*

A rather piercing sound rang out from the speakers. Right after that, Huo Congjun was seen holding the mic. He tapped the mic and said with a smile, “The seminar has started. We know that all of you are very busy, so we will try to be brief…”

Huo Congjun gave a brief, five minute speech before passing the mic to the young minister beside him.

Fortunately, the young minister was a pretty thoughtful man, and he was not going through an existential crisis like middle-aged ministers. Also, he was not a long-winded person who had the skills to talk alone on stage for a long time. He only talked for around ten minutes before shutting up.

The doctors in the venue nodded slightly. There was still a need for ministers to be present in seminars like this to make it look more proper.

Next up were a few of Yun Hua Hospital’s leaders. By the time it was Ling Ran’s turn, half an hour had already passed by.

“Doctor Ling, use this mic.” The clever Mai Chun rushed to pass a new mic to Ling Ran.

Even though the seminar was funded by Yun Hua Emergency Medical Center, during its actual execution, it still required the participation of various medical companies. The involvement of Yunli Medical Company was the greatest.

Mai Chun was in charge of the sound system and digital theater system. She deliberately grabbed a new mic and disinfected it for Ling Ran.

To the audience in the venue, Mai Chun merely looked like she was worried that the mic Ling Ran was holding had run out of battery.

Ling Ran took the mic and held it a distance away from his nose to smell it. He was pretty satisfied, so he brought it close to his mouth and said in a soft voice, “When it comes to hepatectomy, the point of view that’s in trend now is the importance of precision…”

In the conference room of Prosperous Fountain hotel, all the doctors were looking at Ling Ran, who was standing on the stage. Some were listening attentively to him, some were absent-minded, while some were observing his expressions…

Hospital Director Bo was sitting in the audience too. After listening to Ling Ran for a while, he asked the doctor beside him, “How do you rate him, are you satisfied with what you see?”

“He performed 1,500 cases of hepatectomy. What is there not to be satisfied about? I haven’t even performed so many cases in my life.” The doctor sitting beside Hospital Director Bo was almost sixty, and he looked tired. He seemed a little envious and jealous as he looked at Ling Ran.

Hospital Director Bo smiled and naturally consoled the doctor beside him. “You’re just unlucky. You only started performing hepatectomy at fifty, and you’ve actually just done it for six or seven years by now. Ling Ran has done it for three years, hasn’t he? He’s young and doesn’t need to spend time looking after his family. The young truly have little to worry about. He can focus on carrying out surgeries all day. We’ll never be able to compete with him.”

“Yeah, we have to seize the day and become famous at a young age. It’s too bad that we only realize this when we’re old.” The doctor who was almost sixty sighed, and he became even more envious as he looked at Ling Ran. “Right now, for two days every week, I’ll have to either go for meetings or attend to leaders. My son isn’t doing well either. He isn’t good at studying, and now that he decided to emulate those around him and try out some fancy start-up, he isn’t doing it properly either. Sigh…”

“After you get a younger girlfriend, you’ll know what trouble is.” Hospital Director Bo sighed too.

The doctor who was almost sixty did not feel like talking about life anymore. He raised his head to glance at Ling Ran and said, “This one isn’t problematic. He probably didn’t fake his experience in hepatectomy.”

“Is he worth investing in?”

“Of course.”

“What level should the priority be?”

“Level one, of course. Which other doctor can perform 1,500 cases of the same surgical method? And it’s hepatectomy.” The doctor who was almost sixty snorted a few times.

“Level one? We’ll have to invest quite a lot.”

“Well, it’s your choice.”

“Is he worth it?” Hospital Director Bo asked tirelessly.

The doctor who was almost sixty replied wearily, “He’s worth it.”

“Alright, then. I’ll try to strike two more good deals. Sigh, we’ll also have to find a way to pacify Old Huo. As this fella ages, he is becoming more and more shameless.” Even though Hospital Director Bo was an intermediary, his job scope was not like that of property agents. He had to offer something in return.

Many doctors, especially renowned ones, did not care that much about money. In a way, if money was the only thing that mattered, he would not be able to sustain his business as an intermediary.

So, from a long time ago, Hospital Bo had focused on investing in long-term relationships and money at the same time.

However, just like how clinics had limited funds, Hospital Director Bo had a limit on how many relationships he could forge. Hence, he came out with a priority system to decide who he should invest in and how he should invest in them.

Hospital Director Bo whipped out a small notebook from his shirt pocket. He flipped to the middle and drew a star beside Ling Ran’s name.