My ancient well leads to another world

Chapter 234 Advanced talents, qualifications
Every country has some special citizenship benefits that only its own citizens are eligible for.

As the world's top surgeon, Merck Wilson has rich experience. He has seen many foreigners come to the United States to see a doctor, and they have lost their fortunes.

High medical expenses, even some small rich can't afford it.

However, even if you go bankrupt, the United States will not pay you a penny.

Because you are not a U.S. citizen, you cannot receive medical subsidies.

Similarly, anti-cancer drugs are the exclusive benefits of Chinese citizens. If you do not become a Chinese citizen, you cannot enjoy this right.

Therefore, immigration is imperative.

As the world's top surgeon and a national treasure, no country would reject his talent.

In the words of a colleague of Chinese descent, he belongs to the doctor of the town's national-level clinic.

Chinese Embassy in New York.

People at the level of Merck and Wilson naturally have strong connections, and they have already arranged for them to meet with relevant personnel on the way.

At the gate of the embassy, ​​seeing this matte black supercar, a young man's eyes lit up and he jumped up.

Merk Wilson got out of the car, and the cold wind made him tighten the collar of his black woolen coat outside his suit.

The two walked towards each other, shook hands with smiles on their faces, and exchanged a few words in English. They walked side by side through the cold yard, through the warm hall with people coming and going, and came to the door of an office.

"Tuk Tuk~"

The young man knocked on the door.

A majestic voice sounded from inside the door: "Please come in."

Merk Wilson went in, the young man closed the door for him, and turned to leave.

Merk Wilson looked around the room habitually. The room was spacious. Behind the vermilion desk sat a middle-aged man about his age, writing something on a document with a black pen.

"Please sit down, wait a minute, half a minute."

The middle-aged man said without raising his head, speaking concisely.

Merk Wilson nodded and sat on the sofa in front of his desk.

From his vantage point, the middle-aged man was processing an immigration document.

"rustle……"

A middle-aged man writes quickly with a pen.

In less than half a minute, close the pen cap, put the pen aside, and load the document.

Merck Wilson couldn't see the specific content of the document clearly, but he could clearly see the word "agree" in the bottom corner.

His heart shuddered!
After watching the press conference, I came here as soon as possible, and someone has already immigrated successfully.

He sighed in his heart: "It seems that my news channel is still too closed."

Merk Wilson would not think it was just a coincidence that some people immigrated at this time, and it must be for anticancer drugs.

It is not easy to know the news in advance.

However, he didn't think much about it and was confident in himself!Straight to the point, he said: "I am Merck Wilson, a surgeon at the Shengma Sanatorium. My father has terminal cancer and needs anticancer drugs. I want to immigrate to China as quickly as possible to obtain the qualification for anticancer drug injections."

The middle-aged man crossed his fingers and smiled: "Hi, my name is Wang Chao, Merck Wilson, I've heard of you, the world's top surgeon, known as the 'Hand of God' by colleagues and some patients, from the gate of hell Saved many lives."

Merk Wilson said in a deep voice: "My father's cancer is terminal, and the situation is very pessimistic. Therefore, I am short of time and need to obtain the qualification for anticancer drug injection as quickly as possible. If you have any conditions, please come forward."

He's smart enough to know that it's not as simple as immigration.

Otherwise, when people pass by, they just change their nationality and stay in their original country all day long. What's the point of such a thing?
It just sounds good.

As can be expected, there are definitely strings attached.

Wang Chao smiled: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just that you will be restricted from leaving the country for ten years. You are the top surgeon. Of course, we can't bury talents. After immigrating, you need to work in domestic hospitals. In the pharmaceutical industry, there is a big gap between my country and the United States." The gap is not only in medical technology and equipment, but also in remuneration. In terms of salary, it may only be about seven-tenths of what you get in the United States, so you need to be prepared when you work in China.”

Merk Wilson nodded without hesitation: "No problem, I can accept it."

Wang Chao hesitated and said, "If I remember correctly, you have more than two years left in the contract with Shengma Sanatorium..."

"Don't worry about this. I have entrusted a private lawyer to help me deal with it. If I unilaterally breach the contract, I will pay the full amount of liquidated damages. This matter will be resolved within three days."

"If the economy is under pressure, we can give you financial support."

Merk Wilson smiled: "Mr. Wang Chao, you may have underestimated the earning power of the world's top surgeons."

Wang Chao shrugged: "Since that's the case, when will you handle it over there, bring relevant information to me, and I'll help you get it done at any time."

A word of caution from Merk Wilson: "Cancer Drugs..."

"The demand for anti-cancer drugs is very large, but the production is very limited. The anti-cancer drugs for immigration quotas have been scheduled for two months. If you can apply for immigration within a week, I can guarantee that you will be eligible for two months. .”

Merk Wilson was full of anxiety: "However, my father's condition is very bad, and there are only three or four months left. In case of intermediate diseases..."

"This one……"

Wang Chao hesitated for a moment.

Under the nervous gaze of Merk Wilson, he bowed his head in silence for several minutes, as if he was thinking about something.

Merk Wilson put his hands on his thighs, grabbed his trousers involuntarily, and pulled out the visible folds of the straight trousers, showing his urgency.

Finally, Wang Chao gritted his teeth and raised his right index finger: "One month, you can get anti-cancer drugs one month after immigrating. This is my maximum. You should know how many people want to immigrate because of anti-cancer drugs. Although the threshold is very high, some people still pass in advance, I agree to give you a month now, which is equivalent to letting you jump in line, if it is not for the elderly's situation is not optimistic, I would not be able to do this."

Hearing this, Merk Wilson stood up and bowed slightly to him: "Thank you very much! I will remember this favor!"

After speaking, straighten your back.

Wang Chao stood up with a smile on his face: "I welcome you on behalf of the country."

The two talked about the details for a while, and Merck Wilson left in a hurry.

He has too many things to do, and it is very troublesome just to hand over the patients in charge of the hospital to other doctors.

After he left, another middle-aged fat man with an Asian face rushed into the house.

Wang Chao is not a staff member who handles immigration, but is specially transferred after the emergence of anti-cancer drug-related policies, and is responsible for communicating with people who come to the door through channels.

These people are either high-tech talents or wealthy people, such as the middle-aged fat man in front of him.

He greeted politely: "Hello, Mr. William."

Fatty William was full of eagerness, and he spoke in perfect Chinese: "How about the immigration of anti-cancer drugs? It's been three days, and I haven't heard any news yet, can you be a little bit quicker! I'm so anxious!"

(End of this chapter)