"I still have a clinic, so my priority has to be the clinic."

"No problem, you don't have to come to our hospital regularly."

"As for surgeries, don't contact me for anything without a challenge."

"No issue, you don't think I usually go around removing sebaceous cysts, do you?"

"One last condition, I won't do any academic work, but I must become a General Surgery specialist."

"Dr. Zhou, that's a bit excessive."

"Is it difficult?"

"Alright, as you say."

Zhou Mo Sen stated his conditions, and Professor Hansen agreed.

On the surface, it seemed that simple.

But actually, Zhou Mo Sen's conditions were quite difficult for people.

When he laid out these conditions, an image of a woman flashed in his mind.

A woman who doesn't really exist.

A woman with very long legs.

Mayumi Ogata.

What kind of doctor is she again?

It seems she was called a freelance doctor in that TV show.

Honestly, Zhou Mo Sen doesn't know much about Japan's medical situation.

But if freelance doctors really existed, it'd be quite nice.

Especially how, in the drama, Mayumi Ogata doesn't engage in academics.

Many doctors would surely envy that.

Back in our country, Zhou Mo Sen could already be considered a very smooth and successful doctor.

But when it came to academics... it was truly a life-and-death struggle!

Without exaggeration, just talking about his hair situation.

Did the ministers die on the surgical battlefield?

They all perished on the desk, writing papers overnight!

Alright, Zhou Mo Sen admits, he went bald a bit early, indeed quite bald.

And now, the conditions he laid out were just like those of Mayumi Ogata.

Unexpectedly, Professor Hansen fully agreed.

So there's definitely an issue here.

"Is it because of Professor Feng John?"

"Didn't you just greet him?"

"Professor Hansen, you should understand what I mean."

"Huh? What are you saying?"

"Is there a rather peculiar patient?"

Facing Zhou Mo Sen's tricky question, Professor Hansen looked a bit helpless.

"Dr. Zhou, don't overthink things. Rest assured, there aren't many patients currently, so you can attend to your clinic first."

Can what Hansen said be trusted?

Zhou Mo Sen observed the old fellow, his expression almost betraying him.

He's completely certain there's a very special patient.

Possibly someone who needs a liver transplant, possibly needing laparoscopic liver transplantation.

This patient's identity is likely exceptional.

Obviously, when it comes to liver diseases, it's possible to wait a bit.

The current situation is that Hansen doesn't want to say.

No problem, I'm not in a rush either, Zhou Mo Sen thought.

Having negotiated, he came out from Professor Hansen's office.

Zhou Mo Sen couldn't help but slow down his pace.

The UCLA Medical Center is huge; he wanted to explore more.

He previously wasn't in this leisure mood.

By the way, years later this medical center would be renamed.

It became known as the Ronald Reagan Medical Center.

It was renamed after the former U.S. president, definitely for a reason.

Zhou Mo Sen walked to the railing, standing there looking down.

The massive atrium of the hospital came into full view.

There were many doctors, patients, and nurses.

In this scene, he couldn't help but think of the future.

I, Zhou Mo Sen, also want to own a comprehensive hospital!

Now, I've returned.

One more step closer to the goal of a comprehensive hospital.

He couldn't help but think of the freelance doctor issue again.

Actually, modern hospitals hiring outside doctors for surgeries is already quite common.

In China, the United States, and Europe, they're all the same.

Later on, with 5G, there's even remote surgery.

It means the same as freelance doctors, external consultants.

Overall, it's a good thing.

Medical resources have always been scarce in human history.

Have you read "Heavenly Dragon Eight Books"?

How did the battle at Juxian Manor start?

The great heroes of the martial arts world gathered, wasn't it all because of Divine Doctor Xue?

And quality medical resources are always concentrated in big cities and major hospitals.

Don't just think it's in Beijing where many hospitals have long queues for registration.

In the United States, getting treatment at major hospitals is also not easy.

Everyone knows the Mayo Clinic charges a lot.

Yet, hundreds of thousands go to the Mayo Clinic every year.

What about those who can't afford to go to Mayo?

They resort to external doctors to solve it.

Later, with 5G, remote surgery became an option, convenient indeed.

Forget it, no more thinking.

Just about to leave, he bumped into an old rival.

"Hey! Dr. Li, you're... in such a hurry, is there a surgery?"

"Surgery, see you."

Bres Lee, who used to bully Zhou Mo Sen a lot.

Now looking quite timid.

Haha!

Zhou Mo Sen felt quite pleased.

Actually, while recording the show before, Zhou Mo Sen constantly targeted this guy, trouncing him at every turn.

Just like "Gou Dan" Ramsey reprimanding those novice chefs.

Of course, Zhou Mo Sen did it on purpose, exaggerating some details.

But, damn it, he was going to do just that!

Revenge! Must get revenge!

King of Dance City, ahem...

Seeing Bres Lee in such a sorry state, while feeling smug, Zhou Mo Sen couldn't help but think of that Jenny Lee.

The crucial period of state election voting had started.

Presumably, Jenny Lee didn't want her husband causing trouble, which is why Dr. Li was keeping such a low profile.

And it wasn't hard to infer a situation Zhou Mo Sen had long suspected.

In Dr. Li's family, is it Jenny, the wife, who calls the shots?

It's really quite unreasonable.

But right now, Zhou Mo Sen had no solution.

Forget it, I've seen enough. Time to return to San Diego.

Just as Zhou Mo Sen was about to leave the UCLA Medical Center, he coincidentally ran into another acquaintance.

"Heard you're coming back?"

"You got the news pretty fast, huh?"

It was Sidney.

However, his ex-girlfriend seemed quite calm now.

Zhou Mo Sen didn't have much to say, intending to exude the aura of Huan Huan returning to the palace.

Unexpectedly, Sidney said something that caught him off guard.

"If I wanted to leave here and work with you, what would you think?"

This, what's this about?

Trading places?

...

Los Angeles.

In an almost deserted building.

Many people were gathered here.

They held wine glasses, wearing simple masks.

This seemed to be a masquerade party.

That is until a woman wearing a ram's skull mask appeared.

"According to the Mayan calendar, in 2012, the world will end!

On the last day of 2012, the demon of hell will descend.

That will be the day of judgment.

However, it will be the demons judging us!

I believe many will question why it'll be demons overseeing the judgment.

It's simple.

Who among us isn't laden with sins?

This planet already has over 7 billion sinners.

God has long given up on humanity..."

This proclamation by the ram's skull masked person left many deeply shocked.

Among them was a prosecutor who had traveled from New York.

Richard Daddario, who at this moment was also left utterly speechless...

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