Practicing business and practicing medicine

Bian Mu chatted with classmate Xiao He about the issue of medical treatment charges. Later, the taxi driver couldn't help but interrupt for a long time.

The driver also admitted that "Huikang" is a decent hospital, but it is too expensive! Whenever their family gets sick, they never consider going there for medical treatment.

Taxis in big cities are like "moving teahouses", where all kinds of information, whether true or false, collide, intersect, ferment, and spread... After removing the rough and retaining the essence, Bian Mu can still hear something.

Bian Mu's purpose in working at "Huikang" Hospital is two-fold: to improve his medical skills and make more money.

What is the cultural atmosphere of the establishment of "Huikang" Hospital? !

Benefits first!

Normally, Bian Mu has noticed that the HR department of "Huikang" Hospital is quite busy and is always recruiting medical staff from time to time. Not only that, they also recruit according to their talents.

This can easily give people an illusion: "Huikang" hospitals do not need to train more excellent doctors and nurses. They should pay high salaries and strictly manage them. If they are suitable, they will stay, and if they are not suitable, they will leave.

Perhaps it was due to Qian Xiaotong's reputation and the fact that his work performance was not satisfactory to the hospital that the hospital's senior officials revealed their intention to make Bian Mu a famous doctor.

After all, to this day, the hospital office has not been able to come up with a complete talent training plan.

Perhaps, deep down, "Huikang" has always been based on off-the-shelf ideas, cultivating the next generation of famous doctors like Bian Mu at high costs and risks. In fact, the hospital's senior management did not design it well at all, and it was a vague idea from the beginning to the end. Just the outline.

There has never been a consultation and discussion, the theoretical study has never been held N times a week, thesis discussions are superficial, and the conference room is always empty...

Lishi County Hospital is still pretending to be a hospital, while "Huikang" is simply in name only.

Everyone is very busy, busy making money.

For Bian Mu, the only way to improve his medical skills is to see more clinical patients, take notes on work frequently, think frequently, actively ask colleagues for advice, and sum up experiences and lessons at any time.

It’s basically self-study, so how much can you improve?

As for making money, Bian Mu has always adhered to the principle of "a gentleman loves money and gets it in a wise way". There are some money that he will not touch. After one year, he will definitely earn more than a small county hospital. However, it is far from his own small hospital. The goal is much worse.

After thinking about these two points, Bian Mu's mood became a little depressed. The taxi driver was enjoying himself there, so Bian Mu was naturally too lazy to talk to him.

Out of politeness, Xiao He kept chatting with Mr. Si about topics such as the employment of college students.

Outside the window, the night is colorful and the traffic is like a rainbow.

Looking at the dazzling prosperity, Bian Mu felt that everything in front of him was always far away from himself...

"Doctor Bian! We're here!" Xiaohe reminded him.

"Oh! Master! I'll scan the QR code!" After saying that, Bian Mu took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code to pay the fare.

The night market is very bustling, with shops, stalls, temporary tents... a variety of businesses, selling everything.

After shopping around the street, Bian Mu felt much better.

"I heard there is a ghost market nearby?" Bian Mu asked with a smile.

"It's still early! I heard that the market doesn't open until after midnight. It's a mixed bag of people. You can only look at it, but you can't touch it." Xiaohe responded with a smile.

"you've been to?"

"I went there once or twice with a classmate. He was timid and kept me company. He was different from the one in the movie. He was lifeless and everything looked weird. Some people said that there was an outlet for selling stolen goods. They were worried about causing trouble. We haven’t been there since.”

"Is there anyone selling used goods?"

"Most of them are second-hand goods. I heard that more than 90% of them are fakes. The backgrounds of stall owners are also quite complicated. There are all kinds of people. Our counselor has explicitly prohibited us from going to the ghost market."

"It looks like this... let's forget it. The time, the owner, the things... are all wrong, so just don't go." Bian Mu said casually, but in his opinion, the ghost market should be an interesting place. One day it will be free. Now, if you are alone, you should go there and take a walk.

Experience life! The spare time life of a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine cannot be too pale, as it will lead to a decline in imagination over time.

Classmate Xiao He is a poor student, and Bian Mu is very frugal. This trip was just for wandering. While talking and laughing, the two of them had already walked out of several small streets.

"Hey! There is a used book seller over there, go and have a look!" Bian Mu said with a smile.

"It's amazing there. Occasionally, you can come across some pretty good expired academic journals. Some of my classmates are lazy, and they just piece it all together to make a graduation thesis." Xiaohe responded with a smile.

"Don't follow their bad example!"

"Will not!"

While joking and joking, the two wandered around the book stalls for a long time.

Walking to a smaller bookstall, Bian Mu stopped. Several folding wire beds were pulled apart into two rows, and a stall was spread out with plastic tablecloths.

The stall owner is in his forties, with short hair and a neatly trimmed mustache. The man wears very simple clothes and talks little. As long as the customers don't talk to him, he will sit next to him and read an old book whose title he cannot read clearly.

Old editions of the Four Great Classics, expired magazines such as "Popular Cinema" and "Martial Arts" were placed at the back.

Based on experience, Bian Mu felt that those old books with vertical layout and thread binding should be modern imitations. The paper ridges were new and soft, which was a bit suspicious.

"As long as the content is good, it doesn't matter if it's an imitation or not." He picked up a copy of "Martial Arts" and flipped through a few pages while thinking to himself.

The magazine was genuine, and Bian Mu had more than a dozen issues in his hands, all of which were old goods.

When "Wulin" magazine was widely distributed, Bian Mu was not yet born.

It's a pretty good magazine, half news and half professional, and very readable.

After reading the catalog, Bian Mu purchased three books, paying a total of 60 yuan.

Xiao He found an old book about planetary motion, and after haggling for a long time, the stall owner charged 40 yuan.

Among the pile of thread-bound books was a set of old editions of the medical book "Yan's Medical Annotations", a total of 3 volumes, neither thin nor thick. They were wrapped with a layer of transparent plastic sheeting and were probably sold at a high price.

"Boss! Can I read the old books starting with Yan?" Bian Mu asked casually.

"Do you know medicine?!" He turned his eyelids upward and looked at Bian Mu, and the man asked indifferently.

"Know a thing or two." Bian Mu acted very modestly.

"Maxing stone is sweetened with four flavors." The man suddenly said this as a singer of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Sweating and panting due to heat in the lungs, body heat and rapid pulse are the symptoms. If you are not averse to the cold, don't leave Guizhi." Without thinking, Bianmu spoke clearly and articulated the rest of the content below.

"What will happen if the head is cold, the soles of the feet are full of fire, the stomach qi is not in harmony, the family is still poor, and cannot afford medicine, so I try to do some random things on my own, such as tapping the Shenmai acupoint and moxibustion on the Laogong acupoint?" The man suddenly asked a question.

"I had vomiting and diarrhea, and I couldn't sleep all night. I stopped acupuncture and moxibustion, and it healed on its own in ten and a half months."

"What about the future?" His eyes lit up, and the man quickly asked.

"Eat small meals often, pay attention to rest, mainly eat vegetarian food, and avoid fish!" Bian Mu responded calmly.

"Expert! Read whatever you want!" After saying that, the man stood up and walked to the bookstall, picked up the set of books and handed them to Bian Mu respectfully.

"Thank you!" Opening the plastic envelope, Bian Mu opened the first volume and looked at the table of contents.

After a while, Bian Mu put down the first volume, picked up the middle volume and read a section in the middle.

After another three to five minutes, Bian Mu opened the next volume and read the ending.

"Boss! How much are you willing to sell it for?"

"I bought it for 85, you can give it to me!"

"300, okay?"

"If it's someone else, at least 1,000, you really understand, just scan 100 yuan!"

"Boss Renyi!" After saying that, Bian Mu took out his mobile phone and scanned 300 yuan.

"Ouch! That's too much!"

"That's right. Although you may still have a similar book, it's out of print! I still have the advantage at 300!"

"You are still kind and righteous! Thank you!"

"You're welcome!" After saying that, Bian Mu pulled Xiao He away.