If there is no peace in the backyard and my wife has nothing to do every day, how can he be in the mood to work?
"Boss, please recalculate. My brother Qin Fei and I only need 1%."
Zhu Zhengyuan, Liu Weiqi, and Qu Wenxuan all looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
In the past, there were no Huang Xiangshan and Lu Pingwen, and Qin Fan only represented a symbolic 1%. Now, although the number of staff has increased, the income of the medical clinic has also increased.
The training fees allocated by the hospital every year are quite a bit of income.
Moreover, this training is definitely not limited to Haizhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, and may be extended to other Traditional Chinese Medicine hospitals.
But Qin Fan still gave away 99% of his income.
"Mr. Qin, what should we do?"
Huang Xiangshan and Lu Pingwen shook their heads repeatedly.
"Haha, Mr. Huang, Mr. Lu, since my brother said so, you should not be polite."
"Are you still worried that he will be short of money?" Qin Fei said with a smile.
Indeed, as far as Qin Fan is concerned, money is just a number.
Not only is he the young master of the Jiang family, he also owns 10% of the shares in Sisters Flower and Dingli Company, so there is no shortage of money.
Huang Xiangshan and Lu Pingwen didn't know that Qin Fan was the young master of the Jiang family.
But Zhu Zhengyuan and Qu Wenxuan knew that they also knew what the Jiang family's wealth meant.
"Okay, let's just listen to Mr. Qin and Mr. Xiao Qin." Zhu Zhengyuan said.
"Well, then I would like to thank Mr. Qin and Mr. Xiao Qin for the concession."
Everyone laughed and joked for a while.
"Today is our meeting again." Huang Xiangshan said, stroking his beard.
Everyone nodded in agreement. The last time it was Qin Fan, a few people came to help Haizhou Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
In the blink of an eye, more than a year passed, and several people gathered at Bian Que Medical Center again.
The goal is to cultivate talents for traditional Chinese medicine.
This world is said to be big, but actually it is very small.
The arrangement of fate is often wonderful.
Several people gathered around Qin Fan again.
They sat together and discussed some follow-up matters.
Today's Bian Que Medical Center has become a small community hospital in terms of staffing.
Another day passed.
Under the leadership of Vice President Chen Jun, the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine sent ten training doctors at one time.
Among them are one doctoral student, three master's students, and six graduate students.
In terms of professional titles, the highest is chief physician, which is equivalent to a professor in a school.
The lowest level is also a resident physician, as well as an attending physician and deputy chief physician.
They all carried small briefcases, but nothing else.
Chen Jun first went to the medical clinic to find Qin Fan and Zhu Zhengyuan to handle the handover procedures.
Liang Chun took the key and came to open the door for the training doctor.
"Doctors, please follow me to the classroom on the second floor and wait."
"Young man, what do you do in the medical clinic?" One of the middle-aged doctors asked Liang Chun.
"Are you asking me? Hey, I'm the security guard at the hospital."
The middle-aged doctor raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Isn't security just security? We are here for training, and Bian Que Medical Center doesn't arrange a doctor to receive us?"
Liang Chun glanced at the other party.
He guessed what the other person was thinking.
Smiling and asking the other person, "Do you want the doctors in the medical center to welcome you?"
"Haha, that's not the case. At least a few doctors will come out." The middle-aged doctor said.
Speaking of this middle-aged doctor, he is also very famous in traditional Chinese medicine hospitals.
His full name is Zeng Hongqing. He is not only a senior chief physician, but also one of the few doctors of medicine in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital.
It can be said that you need qualifications and qualifications, and you need diplomas and diplomas.
"Dr. Zeng, Bian Que Medical Clinic obviously doesn't pay enough attention to us."
One doctor began to vent his dissatisfaction.
Don't underestimate the hospital industry. In fact, the internal hierarchy is very distinct.
Usually when they go out, they represent Haizhou Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Any resident doctor has more qualifications than the director of an average community hospital.
Not to mention the chief physician, who is completely a professor-level expert.
Wherever you go, you will be greeted by people shouting at you.
But what's the point of coming to Bian Que Medical Center?
There was no formal reception, only Liang Chun, a security guard, came.
"What the hell is this? It's just perfunctory for us." A doctor shouted loudly.
"The hospital has allocated funds for training, but now it can't even provide a simple reception."
Liang Chun couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
What kind of people come here for training for half a month and still pretend that they are traveling and inspecting.
I almost didn’t mention a few beauties to accompany me.
This kind of person is typically used to sitting in an office.
Developed a disease of bureaucracy, wealth and superiority.
"Doctors, come to our Bian Que Medical Center for training, and having me greet you is the best treatment."
"The doctors in the medical center all have their own affairs, so please wait patiently."
Liang Chun smiled lightly, turned around and left.
"Look, look, what does this mean? Give us a try first! Are you going to show off your power?" a doctor said.
"Come on, I'm giving you a blow, but Dr. Zeng didn't say anything? When will it be your turn?" someone said.
The doctor's face froze, and then he smiled and began to flatter him.
"Dr. Zeng has the highest academic qualifications and the highest professional title among us. I recommend Dr. Zeng to be our representative. What do you think?"
Someone immediately agreed, "This is a good idea. Dr. Zeng can put forward our opinions to the hospital on our behalf."
"In any case, we are here for training, not devolution, and we still have to keep up with all kinds of treatment."
Zeng Hongqing also raised his eyebrows.
Everyone likes to hear compliments and flattery.
He felt a little carried away and waved his hand, "Okay, tally up all your opinions and give them to me."
In less than ten minutes, a group of people rattled off a dozen opinions.
For example, when I come for training, no one greets me, and I don’t know what to do next.
For example, there is a water dispenser in the classroom, but there are no paper cups, so you can't drink the water just by looking at it.
We also provide suggestions on accommodation conditions, food, etc.
Zeng Hongqing took a general look at it, even though it was just some trivial things.
But it seems that everything is related to personal life and work.
He nodded and said: "When Vice President Chen Jun and the people from the medical center come over, we will carry it up."
"This also promotes the improvement of medical centers and will be of great benefit to future training."
Everyone nodded in agreement.
While there was a lot of chatter, the sound of footsteps going upstairs was heard outside.
Everyone fell silent.
I saw Vice President Chen Jun and Qin Fan, as well as Zhu Zhengyuan and Huang Xiangshan from the medical clinic, all coming together.
Seeing Vice President Chen Jun, a group of people stood up.
"Vice President Chen, I have been entrusted by the comrades to make some comments!" Zeng Hongqing said first.
"Oh~" Chen Jun glanced at Zeng Hongqing.
A large part of this first batch of doctors who came for training were released by various departments to test the waters.
Of course, these people in the hospital are all mature and sophisticated.
I work long hours, everyone looks familiar, and I have a unique style.
Chen Jun cleared his throat.
"Whether you have any opinions or suggestions, please put them aside for now."
"I have completed the training docking, and now you will be the trainees at Bian Que Medical Center."
"During these fifteen days, the teachers in the medical center will conduct various assessments on you."
"All results of the assessment will be entered into your electronic files."
"Mr. Qin, please!" Chen Jun made a gesture of invitation.
This meant that he handed over the next initiative to Qin Fan.
Qin Fan glanced at everyone.
His eyes finally fell on Zeng Hongqing.
"Doctor, I heard that you have any suggestions?"
"Yes, we came here to give the hospital suggestions for improvement."
"Oh, tell me, what areas need improvement?"
Zeng Hongqing smiled slightly and said, "I have been entrusted by everyone to summarize and summarize the following ten areas that need improvement."