Practicing business and practicing medicine

Fan Sanqiao led the work, and Liu Xiangyang typed the keyboard operation. Occasionally, Fan Sanqiao would borrow the personnel and hardware resource modules of "Rengeng" Company. The relevant costs were reduced a lot, and the development process of "Digital Medicine" engineering system was indeed quite fast.

Apart from other things, with the help of this 1.0 version of the engineering system, Bian Mu at least saved a lot of manpower and material resources.

With Bian Mu's current academic level, medical skills, scale of consultation, personal "ambition"... From any perspective, he should also equip himself with a very decent assistant, at least one, for example, someone with a medical background like Teng Daili, but as long as Bian Mu had that idea, he would immediately have to give her a salary. According to the minimum wage standard of Lijin City, combined with the average daily outpatient volume of "Bian's" clinic, he would have to give her at least 6,000 yuan per month.

With a medical background like Teng Daili, people may not be interested in a monthly salary of 8,000 yuan.

In addition, the clinic had to hire at least one more professional female nurse. On the one hand, she would share some of the chores with Nurse Ye, and on the other hand, she would have to assist Bian Mu in handling many repetitive statistical affairs. The monthly salary must not be less than 5,000 yuan.

All these years, 13,000 yuan was gone.

The 1.0 version of the "Digital Medicine" engineering system had actually done everything for her. Moreover, the work efficiency and business quality were far from what ordinary doctors of Teng Daili could match. It would be even worse to just hire a nurse who graduated from a nursing school on the street. It would take at least one year to get familiar with the various businesses at hand. Bian Mu's requirements were quite high, and it would take three years to become a master.

The cost of employing people in these two years was really too high!

Thinking of this, Bian Mu suddenly realized that he was somewhat ruthless to Liu Xiangyang and Fan Sanqiao.

"This guy saves me at least 10,000 yuan a month. When have I ever expressed my gratitude?! Fan Sanqiao is okay, we still have some friendship. As for Liu Xiangyang, I... except for the daily benefits that everyone has, which are insignificant, I really haven't expressed my gratitude. After the opening of the National Medical Clinic, I have to pay attention to this aspect, otherwise, it will definitely lead to my subordinates jumping ship..." Thinking of this, Bian Mu suddenly realized that as long as people talk about money, it is really difficult to grasp the degree of relationship between each other.

Liu Xiangyang has some bad behavior, and they have not seen each other since then, and they have nothing to say. As for Fan Sanqiao, Bian Mu is still prepared to express his gratitude when the time is right. For example, when Fan Sanqiao gets married, he will give a generous gift.

If Bian Mu continues to manage and operate the National Medical Clinic in such a rough way, he will definitely not survive for five years!

Invisibly, Bian Mu gradually made some progress.

"It seems that it's not for show. Before the clinic opens, I really have to find a suitable assistant. Liang Xiangyin's seniority is there, not to mention that there is also the face of San Qiangzi. After a month, it is still unknown how much the old man will open for the clinic! After all, there has been no clinical testing for so many years, and the accumulation of patients is far from enough. However, when it comes to funding, 80% of the time, I have to give the old man at least 10,000 yuan. In the first half of the year, I must have to pay a lot of money... If I can come up with a prototype of the 2.0 version of the digital medical system in the short term, I really don't need to hire too many medical staff like Zhao Xicheng and Lan Bingru... Thanks to Miss Zhong's timely reminder, it seems... I have to work harder in the near future!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu quickly wrote down the outline of the relevant ideas in his notebook.

Tonight, for Bian Mu, it is definitely a major watershed in his life that is rare in decades. Bian Mu's understanding of this in his heart has become clearer and clearer.

In the future, how will the Chinese medicine clinic be opened? Chinese patent medicine formula screening... Which company should I cooperate with for Chinese patent medicine? Should I open a specialized hospital? How to open it? How far can my medical skills go? Can I make a lot of money that satisfies me in the future? Perhaps it all depends on tonight's cognition.

When thinking about major life issues, Bian Mu has always had a good habit: from time to time, he would get out of the major issues he was thinking about, change his oxygen, refresh his inherent thinking patterns in his mind, and even reformat some things in his mind...

Tonight is no exception.

Bian Mu got up and went to the south balcony, looking up and looking around. Lijin City is a big city after all. The brightness of the stars and the moon is far less than that of Lishi's hometown. There are also very few clouds in the night sky. Occasionally, you can see the outline lights of a few night-flying aircraft. Apart from that, there is really nothing to see in the night sky of Lijin City.

The westernmost window was slightly opened, and it was still far away from Bian Mu. A chill had already come over.

"Since I came to the city, my Yang Qi has obviously been weakened. In this season, this little bit of cold wind in my hometown is nothing to me! I just wear a single piece of clothing and pants, and it feels like a spring breeze! It seems that seeing patients every day and planning the clinic in my spare time have consumed a lot of my mental energy. I have to pay more or less attention in the future! At least, I can't be much worse than Nie Yixiong in this aspect, right?!" Thinking of this, Bian Mu began to think about adjusting his daily routine slightly.

At least, when I sit in the clinic, I can't work as hard as before!

As a master of traditional Chinese medicine, Bian Mu knows the 24-hour operation taboos of human qi, blood, nutrition, yin and yang... In a few years, Bian Mu will be 30 years old. If he works too hard, there will definitely be some hidden diseases in his body. After the birthday of thirty years old, even if all the magic medicines in the world are used, it will not be able to adjust to the original state. For a traditional Chinese medicine doctor, that is a real destiny.

"No wonder Chen Yueqing made so much money back then. In terms of learning ability, he is indeed first-rate. Generally speaking, when his think tanks collected and sorted out information about AI technology, those that were too simple or too difficult and complicated had already been screened out. He could at least understand 40% of this pure mathematics information, right? Otherwise, those people under him would definitely not prepare such a rich document and put it on his desk. So... Chen Yueqing is not simple! I really underestimated him before..." Thinking of this, Bian Mu realized that he had to be nicer to Chen Yueqing in the future, and he had to be conscientious.

The matter was of great importance. Bian Mu originally planned to stay up late to make a plan for himself, a life plan, just for himself. Just now, the night wind blew, and Bian Mu's mind suddenly became much clearer. As the saying goes, haste makes waste. You must rest well at night, otherwise, you will regret it in the future.

So, after cleaning the kitchen and bathroom, Bian Mu went to bed without taking a shower.

In his dream, Bian Mu seemed to have walked into a maze full of mysteries. No matter how he tried to get out, he was sweating profusely. Not far away, a lady appeared. He couldn't see her face clearly. Her back looked familiar and strange. He followed her in a daze. After turning around, Bian Mu actually saw a ray of light not far away...

The sky gradually brightened. Just after six o'clock, Bian Mu got up as usual and started to wash up...