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After all, who can guarantee that there will be no patients?

Who can guarantee that they will not go astray in seeing a doctor and taking medicine?

Once the condition cannot be confirmed, or if you go to some major hospitals to queue up and rush for examinations, the results are not ideal.

Not only is money wasted, but the patient's treatment is also delayed.

The fact that Huayitang has such a reputation is enough to show that the doctors in them must be top experts in various fields.

A group of top doctors only charge 50 yuan to treat patients.

Definitely a conscience.

"If I have the chance, I would like to get in touch with the owner of this Chinese Medical Hall."

Fang Moba licked his lips. This place can attract so many medical experts.

It’s certainly not just about the gilding of fame, either.

Further training in the Chinese Medical Hall will definitely improve those people's medical skills to some extent.

I just don’t know whether the Zen medical skills I have are stronger or weaker than the content of training in the Chinese Medical Hall.

If given the opportunity, Fang Mo would also like to promote it. He has many prescriptions and acupuncture methods that belong to Zen medicine.

Medical skills are used to save people, if excellent medical skills can be widely spread enough.

Then the troubles ordinary people will encounter when seeing a doctor will be reduced in the future.

Just then, the green light came on.

Ning Yuelan stepped on the accelerator and rushed out at the lead.

"Then you probably have to hurry up. I heard that there is a problem with the funds of Hua Medical Hall."

"funding problem?"

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows.

What financial problems can a medical clinic encounter?

Ning Yuelan turned her head and glanced at Fang Mo meaningfully;

"Brother, you are still too young. Think about it, how many patients with chronic diseases there are in China, and how much benefit can these patients provide to capital every year just by taking medicine?"

hiss!

As soon as these words came out, Fang Mo suddenly took a deep breath.

Ning Yuelan obviously wanted to mention another dimension.

Capital, humanity!

"what do you mean……"

"Well, Huayitang is equivalent to indirectly touching a huge piece of the industrial chain."

"We treat patients at low prices, and use various miraculous and even lost traditional Chinese medicine techniques. Acupuncture and massage have helped many patients fundamentally solve their problems."

“How many people’s interests will be affected by this?”

“The common people respect it, but that doesn’t mean the capitalists like it.”

The next moment, Ning Yuelan slowly grasped the steering wheel with her jade hands, curled her red lips and said;

"Otherwise, what financial problems would a small medical clinic encounter?"

"To put it bluntly, even if it is opened in the capital city where land is at a premium, the Hua Medical Hall's area is only worth tens of millions."

"The land cost is less than [-] million, so what big financial needs can they have?"

"The troubles that medical clinics encounter are basically caused by capital."

"If capital takes action against Huayitang, it can completely kill him from several aspects, and it will have only a few meager benefits."

"For example, from the raw materials of medicines, directly increase the supply price, or prohibit distribution to Huayitang."

"Then the cost of treating ordinary people at Huayitang is rising."

"If the boss behind Huayitang still hopes to be a conscientious businessman and treat patients for free consultation for 50 yuan, then what he cedes is his own profit space."

"The outpatient fee of 50 yuan is not profitable at all, and the doctors earn hard-earned money."

"At this time, costs are rising and if prices are not increased, it will inevitably have an impact on the capital chain of Huayitang."

Hearing this, the veins on Fang Mo's forehead jumped unconsciously.

Of course, he understands how much impact it will have on the interests of capital if many patients with chronic diseases can get rid of these hidden diseases with 50 yuan from the Chinese Medical Hall.

But Huayitang is so conscientious, is there no one in Hong Kong who is willing to help at critical moments?

If there were no Chinese Medical Halls, would people still be able to enjoy such cheap medical consultation opportunities in the future?

"You can't have a conscience when doing business. If you have a conscience, you can only lose money and earn money."

In the end, Ning Yuelan seemed to see the unwillingness in Fang Mo's eyes and made the final decision.

Of course Fang Mo understood what Sister Yuelan meant.

Humans are egoistic animals, not to mention ruthless capitalists.

Ordinary people seek medical treatment to no avail. They sell their houses and cars for various expensive special medicines. Seeing a doctor and taking medicine are the scenes that capitalists most want to see.

The existence of Huayitang is like a thorn, giving these people the last chance to survive in despair.

The really rich people don't even bother to come to this kind of place. The rich people can eat the special medicine that is worth thousands of gold in the eyes of ordinary people.

People don't care whether the doctors at Huayitang are benevolent or not.

In other words, most of the patients in Hua Yi Tang are ordinary people at the bottom.

What the common people care about is food, clothing, housing and transportation.

If you take medicine and treat your illness and then leave, even if you feel grateful to the Chinese Medical Hall in your heart, how much financial help can you provide to the Chinese Medical Hall?

The most important thing is word of mouth, spreading its reputation.

"Ugh."

After thinking about this, Fang Mo sighed heavily.

Ning Yuelan knew what was in the young man's mind and tsked her red lips;

"Don't be too discouraged. Didn't I give you a bank card before?"

"The card is probably 1/3 of the Ning Group's income in the first quarter. I also asked the finance department to put the dividends from "Age of Awakening" into that card, so..."

Ning Yuelan paused and smiled;

"Our little husband, who looks unattractive, is actually a super rich man with a net worth of nine figures."

"What are you looking at me for?"

"If you want to be a savior who loses money and earns praise, your wife will definitely support you. It's okay. Our family has money and can work hard."

As soon as he said this, Fang Mo stared at the woman for a long time, and suddenly felt his nose was a little sore.

It is said that one family does not belong to the same family. Sister Yuelan is obviously a capitalist, but what she admires and is obsessed with the most is Fang Mo's kindness and simplicity in the halo of humanity.

Probably because I have seen too much intrigue in the mall.

So Ning Yuelan wanted to use this method to protect Fang Mo's innocence and kindness.

"It seems that we can find opportunities to get in touch with the boss behind the Chinese Medical Hall in the future."

Fang Mo rubbed the tip of his nose;

"This is a holy place with such a benevolent doctor, and we will never let him bow down for five buckets of rice."

The corners of Ning Yuelan's lips curled up slightly, but after thinking about it, she still couldn't let Fang Mo be too pure an idealist.

At least I didn't waste any money, and in the end I didn't earn a good reputation after doing good things, so I poured cold water on him unhurriedly.

"I don't object to you wanting to be the savior. I even support it."

"But you have to think clearly about the business model of Huayitang in the future."

"After you enter the market, not only will the capital not give up, but those people will intensify their targeting."

"If you continue to lose money and make noise like this, even if you continue to provide funds to Huayitang, this place will not last long."

“It has to be monetizable itself.”

"If we only rely on the outpatient fee of 50 yuan, then the profits will have to be extracted from other places, such as squeezing the salaries of doctors, or..."

"Price increase!"

Ning Yuelan raised her hand to pull up a strand of slender hair in front of her forehead;

"But if you want to increase the price, will it be acceptable to the neighbors who come to the Chinese Medical Center for treatment all the time?"

"Although 50 yuan itself is not much, even if it is doubled, in the eyes of people like us, it seems to be a small amount of money."

"But Huayitang has been operating for so many years, so there must be many old patients."

"Faced with a sudden price increase, these people may pick up their bowls to eat and put down their bowls to curse."

"Everyone has a tendency to take advantage. Huayitang is so popular that I have even heard of him because he is cost-effective and down-to-earth."

"People and patients who are already in financial constraints don't care how difficult it is for your medical center to operate."

"They care about their own interests."

"If you raise prices rashly, people will think, you could give us medical treatment for 50 yuan before, but now it costs 100 yuan, but the content is still the same and nothing new has been added, so why do you increase the price?"

"Even after shopping around, they finally found that the outpatient fee at the Chinese Medical Center is only 100 yuan, which is much cheaper than other hospitals, or even several times cheaper. These people will still curse."

Ning Yuelan's beautiful eyes flashed with helplessness.

It seems to be sighing, it seems to be lamenting.

"There is an old saying in China: Poor people must be hateful."

"God gave you a heart of compassion for the world, and also gave you this ability. You can do things without any scruples."

"But I still hope that you can gain gratitude and happiness while having a clear conscience."

"Otherwise, your starting point for doing something is not for profit, but in the end, you will become a vicious capital in the eyes of countless people."

"What's the trouble?"