Chapter 32 Will the hospital compensate me for a daughter-in-law?
Chapter 32 Will the hospital compensate me for my daughter-in-law?
After a while, the woman came downstairs, holding a pair of gold bracelets, four gold rings, a gold necklace, and a small gold bull pendant.
She put the things on the counter and said, "These things should be enough to cover your salary."
The three of them were not polite. There was a scale in the hospital. They weighed the weight on the spot, divided it equally and walked away.
Zhang Han still stood there, with a look of doubt on the woman's face, and said rather embarrassedly: "I made you laugh...but...why...don't you leave..."
"I'm here to find a job." Zhang Han said.
"You saw it just now. I'm afraid...I won't be able to pay you for a while..." The woman was very sincere, and her face was full of embarrassment.
Zhang Han smiled confidently and said: "I don't want the basic salary for the probation period. How about half of the money earned by the medical clinic, minus the cost?"
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The woman was obviously shocked. She really didn't expect that Zhang Han could say such a thing.
Looking at Zhang Han's young age, what kind of confidence does he have to have to say such a thing?
In fact, given the current situation of the medical clinic, it doesn't make any difference whether she hires someone or not. She can pretty much handle it all by herself. But such a big medical clinic cannot be supported by just one woman. In this case, there will probably be even less people.
Entered the door.
So, the woman said: "Since you said that, you must have some experience. Where did you work before?"
Zhang Han pointed in the direction of the hospital and said: "Tianqiao Surgical Hospital, I am a rehabilitation specialist there, and I have certain experience in orthopedics and neurosurgery."
"In this way..." the woman nodded, "I happen to be in need of rehabilitation personnel here. According to what you said, there is no basic salary during the probation period, and the net income per person is half of the salary."
She really couldn't give Zhang Han a basic salary, so she had to do this.
Zhang Han also had his own plans. This place was clearly a traditional Chinese medicine clinic. In his impression, this medical clinic had existed since he worked at Tianqiao Surgical Hospital. This shows that the woman's father must have some skills.
Traditional Chinese medicine definitely needs to feel the pulse, but I don’t know how to do it myself. Fortunately, I have two comprehension cards on hand, which can be learned and sold immediately. It is impossible for a dignified medical clinic to be without books in this field.
Zhang Han tentatively said: "I have worked at Tianqiao Hospital for four years. I saw your medical clinic when I first came here. I think your family's medical practice must have been around for a long time."
"We used to practice medicine in the town, and then we came to Zhencheng. It has been ten years." The woman replied.
"Seeing as this is a traditional Chinese medicine clinic, it must involve pulse." Zhang Han said, glanced around and saw the price list hanging on the wall. It was really cheap.
"I learned pulse diagnosis from my father, but my level was average. I can only rely on self-study in the future." As she spoke, the woman noticed where Zhang Han was looking and said, "My father set the price. Compared with the hospital, it is indeed a bit low."
.But my father said that the house is his own, and the saved rent can benefit the patients, so we can make less money. The purpose of practicing medicine is to help the world. If you only focus on money, it will violate the original intention of the doctor."
Zhang Han nodded heavily. In his opinion, this is how medical practice should be. Patients are already suffering a lot when they are sick. If the hospital only cares about money, it will be even worse.
These days, what people fear most is getting sick. If you have a headache or a fever, you go to the pharmacy to buy some medicine. Only when you can't bear it, you go to the hospital. If it is a serious illness, you may have missed the best treatment.
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"My uncle is really a model doctor, and he must have benefited many people. It is really an honor for me to be able to practice medicine here. If you have the opportunity in the future, can you teach me some methods of traditional Chinese medicine..." Zhang Han said sincerely.
"This..." The woman looked embarrassed, and then explained: "Our family's medical skills... are passed down from our ancestors... My father does not allow them to be passed on..."
"I'm sorry, I'm rude..." The other party didn't deal with him, but told the truth, which made Zhang Han think that women are as down-to-earth as him.
Next, the two chatted casually and got familiar with the environment in the medical clinic. Zhang Han also learned that the woman's name was Tang Xuan.
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Tianqiao Surgical Hospital.
As soon as he got to work in the morning, Liu Yang ran to Wang Fenglin's expert clinic in pain.
"Director... please think of a way to save me... I can't do this job anymore..."
"What's wrong? It seems like you can't live anymore?" Wang Fenglin asked with a frown.
"Last night, Old Man Sui's son wanted to see Zhang Han for medical treatment. I told him that he had resigned, and he asked for Zhang Han's phone number, and then your phone number. How could I give it to him... The result was great. When he turned around, he told Old Man Sui that
I have trigeminal neuralgia. I was asked to give a massage and take medicine... Normally, it will be relieved in a while... But these two men tortured me hard all night... I can't even use my hands... Director,
If I come here for one more night, I guess you will never see me again..." When Liu Yang said this, he almost cried.
"He's gone too far. You don't have to wait on me when you're on duty tonight!" Wang Fenglin said.
"I don't want to serve him, but his son is getting very angry. If I don't care, he won't be able to scold me all night long." Liu Yang said aggrievedly: "Director, if you don't do this, I'll take two days of sick leave and you ask someone else to take my place."
Just watch it for two nights."
"What do you mean? Are you sick? Just ask for sick leave?" Wang Fenglin said angrily.
Liu Yang raised his hands, both of which were shaking a little, "I can't use my hands now. I can't even hold a pen... I really can't come tonight... If you don't give it to me, I can only ask
I’m on personal leave…”
"You...Okay, okay...I know..." Wang Fenglin also saw that Liu Yang was determined not to come to work tonight.
After sending Liu Yang away, Wang Fenglin immediately called his apprentice Ren Shaohua, asking him to help him stay the night. Unexpectedly, Ren Shaohua immediately declined, "Master, I can't... I have important things tonight... I have to go to my girlfriend's house.
Meet her parents..."
"It has to be today, not tomorrow?" Wang Fenglin said.
Ren Shaohua immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No way, this has been decided before. If I change my mind, my girlfriend doesn't know what to think? What if... it turns out... will the hospital compensate me as my wife?"
"Okay, okay...just go about your business..."
Wang Fenglin sent the people away and called others to come in.
There are only a few people in the neurosurgery department. No matter who it is, when they hear about the night shift, their reaction is the same as Ren Shaohua's, they all shake their heads. And there is something coincidentally happening tonight, for various reasons.
Wang Fenglin was angry because his hair had been straightened out. He seemed to be a little balder despite his Mediterranean nature.
At this time, a middle-aged man walked in from outside the door. Wang Fenglin naturally recognized him. He was the son of the patient, Lao Suitou.
"What's the matter?" Wang Fenglin greeted.
"Director Wang, where is Dr. Zhang?" The middle-aged man said bluntly.
"He resigned." Wang Fenglin replied.
"Why did you resign? He agreed to treat my dad when he was on duty last night." The middle-aged man said angrily.
"Why...I don't know..." Wang Fenglin said.
"It's really interesting. All my dad's patients said that they all sent a banner to Dr. Zhang yesterday. There is no reason for this. He resigned on the same day. Why don't I believe it?" the middle-aged man shouted.
