Medical Immortal City Happy

Chapter 71 Dean Zhang Arrives

At this time in the hospital.

"It's obviously a period of high incidence of colds, why no one comes..."

In the hospital office, Dean Zhang sighed, shook his head, and put down the list in his hand.

"Dong dong." There was a knock on the office door. Dean Zhang looked up and then said in a deep voice: "Come in."

The door of the office was opened, and the person who came was the vice president.

The deputy dean was holding a stack of information in his hand. His face looked very tired, and there was a dark blue under his eyes. It seemed that he had not had a good sleep in a few days.

Seeing this, Dean Zhang couldn't help but asked worriedly: "The hospital is not too busy these days, what's wrong with you? Did you not sleep well? Why are you listless?"

The deputy dean hesitated to speak. It seemed that he had a lot to say to dean Zhang, but in the end he could only sigh with a deep sense of helplessness on his lips.

Dean Zhang was even more worried after seeing it, and quickly got up and walked towards the deputy dean: "What's wrong with you? Could it be that you are sick?" While talking, he went to check the situation of the deputy dean.

The vice president quickly waved his hand and said, "It's not my problem, I'm not sick, I'm fine."

Dean Zhang then put down his hand, but he couldn't help but wonder: "Then what's wrong with you? Why are you shaking your head and sighing? I thought something happened to you."

The vice president pretended to shake his head and sighed when he heard it, looking depressed.

"What's the matter?"

The vice president shook his head, and said earnestly: "Old Zhang, speaking of this hospital, we've been running it for decades, right?"

Dean Zhang nodded in agreement: "Yes."

This hospital was indeed jointly founded by the two of them decades ago. I don't know why the vice president suddenly brought up this topic.

The vice president's expression was a little tired. He half-closed his eyes as if he was recalling the past: "At that time, we worked very hard to establish this hospital. I still remember that I stayed up all night and went to various places. After collecting information, I found that the hospital only had one floor at that time, almost like a clinic."

Dean Zhang listened to the words of the deputy dean, and he was also filled with emotion: "Yes, we were both half-grown boys at that time, but we both wanted to run this hospital well. At that time, we just chose the address. It took half a year, and it was not easy to choose medical equipment and decorate it later."

The vice president sighed again, with a little emotion in his eyes: "At that time, we were really lonely and courageous. Although it was not easy, we managed to establish this hospital. This hospital can be said to be a waste of money. It took me two whole lives."

Dean Zhang heard what he said so much, but he didn't understand what he wanted to express. He could only echo his words and nodded, but his heart was uneasy.

Although this hospital was founded by him and the vice president, most of the things in it are managed by the vice president. Is there anything wrong with the hospital?
Dean Zhang didn't dare to think deeply, so he could only quietly wait for the vice president's next words.

The pile of materials in the hands of the deputy dean finally worked. He put the materials on Dean Zhang's desk and raised his eyes to signal him to read the materials.

Dean Zhang picked up the stack of materials, feeling even more uneasy.

He looked at the content displayed on the information and his expression became more and more serious.

What is written on it is the marketing amount of their hospital in the past few years, and the total number of patients. As the years go by, the number of patients and the total number continue to decrease. This time, there have been few patients in their hospital. patient.

Dean Zhang looked at it and felt uncomfortable: "This...what do you think we should do?"

The deputy director's face was serious: "Our hospital cannot make ends meet, and we can't support so many doctors and nurses. If this continues, our hospital will go bankrupt."

Dean Zhang felt a little uncomfortable and asked, "Does this have to be done?"

The vice president pointed to a page in the information: "Look at what is written on it. Our doctors are not famous, and they are all veteran doctors who have been in our hospital for several years. Compared with those big hospitals, private hospitals The doctors in the hospital are far behind others in medical skills, and our medical equipment is also a problem. Who goes to the hospital now? Isn’t it about whether the hospital is famous or not? It’s about whether the doctor is famous or not?”

Dean Zhang didn't know the way, but they couldn't spend so much money for publicity and recruiting new doctors.

Nowadays, the monthly salary of graduates from medical universities is around [-] to [-] yuan, not counting bonuses and year-end bonuses.

Who would want to come to an unknown hospital, or the kind that might survive a lifetime without success, and their hospital has more than one doctor, not including doctors.

In addition to the medical expenses of nurses, they also have to pay a large amount of medical equipment management fees and cleaning and maintenance fees every month. In addition, there are only a few patients coming every month. If we continue to make ends meet, isn't it going to go bankrupt?

The wages for the past few months are still the same as before, and the monthly bonuses are basically not paid. Although the employees don't say anything on the surface, they have already complained in private.

Dean Zhang felt helpless.

He carefully considered his words and said to the vice president with difficulty: "Is there any possibility that our company can be saved?"

The vice president thought for a while and nodded: "There is a possibility of recovery. Either we can find a highly respected and famous doctor to increase the reputation of our hospital, or we can find a celebrity who is currently popular to take a photo." Advertising endorsements and building your reputation, both of which cost a lot of money."

Dean Zhang moved his voice, but didn't speak.

Whether it is the endorsement fee for a spokesperson or the company fee for a doctor, it is impossible for him to pay.

It's not that I haven't saved some money as the dean in the past few years, but the money is not enough.

Besides, their family still has to survive. They have to cut down on food and clothing every month, just to save some money and improve the hospital.

After decades of hard work and painstaking efforts, if I say I want to give up, I still feel very unwilling and reluctant.

But there is no other solution. The vice president also knows that the two of them have worked hard together. After working hard for so many years, the vice president doesn't have much savings, let alone using his savings to save the hospital.

So the hospital can only...

Dean Zhang sighed and comforted the vice dean, "We've worked so hard for most of our lives, so it's time for us to take a good rest."

The deputy dean already knew something as soon as he heard it, and stared deeply at Dean Zhang.

He saw many emotions in Dean Zhang's vicissitudes of eyes, including reluctance, helplessness, and emotion.

Things weren't too far off the table, and neither of them was really out of their wits.

But as Dean Zhang said, the two of them worked hard for most of their lives...

It's time to take a break.

(End of this chapter)