"For front-line employees, we adopt a basic salary plus performance, and are online 24 hours a day. Compared with other companies, our company is already quite good."
"Besides, if they don't work, there are a lot of employees applying for jobs from outside. Our factory has no shortage of employees." Zhan Jie'er said.
This is strange.
Ning Feiyang was not sure either. While he was thinking, Zhang Hanrui and Wang Lei came over with ugly expressions on their faces.
"Mr. Ning." The two of them greeted each other.
"Don't worry about me. If you have any questions, just tell me." Ning Feiyang said.
Zhang Hanrui did not hesitate and went straight to the point, saying: "Another employee on the second line asked for leave. This time five employees fell ill. If this continues, those healthy employees will not dare to stay on the second line."
"Privately, some people apply to be transferred to other lines, and they say that the second line is the devil's production line."
"This month, more than 20 employees have fallen ill, which has greatly dampened the enthusiasm of employees." Wang Lei also shook his head and said that he was talking about Ning Feiyang.
Zhang Hanrui knew that Zhan Jie'er had nothing to do, so she also turned her attention to Ning Feiyang, hoping that he would have some good ideas.
"Is the patient still there?" Ning Feiyang asked.
"Mr. Zhan told me that all second-line patients who ask for leave must be reviewed by her. I handed in the leave application form and waited for approval. Those employees are still in the online lounge." Zhang Hanrui said.
Ning Feiyang nodded slightly and said, "I don't have a clue if I stay here. Let's go check it out online."
"Why did I forget, you are a doctor, maybe you can gain something." Zhan Jie'er's pupils shone brightly when she thought of this.
Several people walked towards the second line and soon heard the roar of machines. The second line was still producing non-stop, but the enthusiasm of the employees was not very good.
lounge.
Five employees were sitting on the chairs, their faces were pale, and their breathing was somewhat rapid. It didn't look like they were pretending.
"Mr. Zhan." When several people saw Zhan Jie'er coming, they stood up.
"No need, everyone, just sit down and talk." Zhan Jie'er said.
One of the employees said: "Mr. Zhan, I'm really sorry. I'm really not pretending, but I really feel uncomfortable."
"We are residents nearby. We work right outside our door. The salary is very high, which has greatly improved our family's life. I don't want to ask for leave, but..." another employee said.
Ning Feiyang had some impressions of them. They were probably the residents of the resettlement houses. They seemed honest and honest, and they spoke with their heartfelt words.
"You guys are sick, and I feel uncomfortable. I asked Mr. Ning to come over and take a look. He is an excellent doctor, and he may be able to tell the truth." Zhan Jie'er didn't dare to speak too harshly. There are so many experts and professors.
There is no way.
Everyone said hello. They were no strangers to Ning Feiyang. The factory was successfully completed and they came to work and received a good salary.
Speaking of which, Ning Feiyang can be regarded as their benefactor.
One code equals one code. Ning Feiyang looks so young. It’s a bit too much to say that a doctor is treating the disease, isn’t it?
After thinking about it, they agreed happily because of Ning Feiyang's face.
Ning Feiyang took a step forward, started to feel their pulse, and then asked some questions. It was nothing more than chest tightness, weakness, nausea, wanting to vomit but not being able to vomit, which were similar to the symptoms of poisoning.
No wonder some people say that environmental protection is not good enough. It turns out there is a reason.
"Mr. Ning, is there any way?" one of the employees asked.
Ning Feiyang frowned slightly, the symptom was poisoning, but several people were not poisoned at all, which was strange.
Could it be that... there are other problems?
Ning Feiyang opened his clairvoyance eyes and scanned carefully. When he saw several people, he couldn't help but take a breath.
"Mr. Ning, it's not that we don't believe you, you are really too young."
"Yes, your starting point is good, and we all understand it, but in this matter... I think it's better to approve it as a fake."
"Mr. Zhan, please don't be angry if we speak frankly. I think we can shut down the second line first and wait until the truth comes to light before starting work again."
Zhang Hanrui and Wang Lei also have the same idea. If the company does not take measures and more and more people get sick, even if they can recruit employees, the superiors will come to investigate.
Zhan Jie'er frowned. She didn't want to admit defeat, so she could only turn her eyes to Ning Feiyang.
"I know how to cure diseases." Ning Feiyang said.
"Say it quickly." Zhan Jie'er said excitedly.
Ning Feiyang didn't speak. He went to the bathroom first, took out the Yangtian Sword, and then returned to the conference room.
Everyone saw a sword and took a breath, wondering what Ning Feiyang was going to do.
"Feiyang, what are you..." Zhan Jie'er said.
"This is a unique way of treating diseases in traditional Chinese medicine. Let me tell you, you may not be able to understand it. You will know later." Ning Feiyang said.
He muttered words and began to wave the Yangtian Sword.
Everyone shook their heads when they saw this. It seems that Ning Feiyang has no choice. What's the difference between this martial arts stick?
Unexpectedly, after Ning Feiyang waved his hands a few times, a spooky cool breeze blew through the lounge, and those people actually woke up a lot.
Ning Feiyang put away the Yangtian Sword and said with a smile: "Just now we were worshiping our ancestors, now we are treating illnesses. You share this bottle of water and drink it. This is potion, and all of it is Chinese patent medicine. Don't worry."
The five of them drank it among themselves.
Three minutes later, their symptoms disappeared and they were no different from healthy people.
"How do you feel?" Wang Lei asked.
"Okay, it's really good, there's no problem at all." One of the employees said.
The faces of the other people also turned red, as if they had never been sick.
They quickly thanked me and went straight to the production line without asking for leave.
"Mr. Ning, can you explain in detail what is going on?" Wang Lei asked.
"You don't understand even after I told you. That's not the point. I'll go check it out online first." Ning Feiyang said with a smile.
When he opened his clairvoyance eyes, he saw that these five people were invaded by evil objects, that is, those dirty things.
Once you find the right symptom, treatment becomes much easier.
They are just a few brats, not worth mentioning under the Yangtian Sword.
As for the remaining patients, they probably have the same symptoms. When the factory was under construction, Ning Feiyang had already checked it out and found that the feng shui of this place was pretty good.
In this case, if something like this happens, someone may have done it on purpose.
The roots must be eradicated.
Ning Feiyang had clairvoyant eyes, so he circled around the second line and quickly locked onto the target.
On the third floor underground, next to the blower, there is an inconspicuous little flag. The problem lies with that flag.
Surrounding the flag were several little ghosts, quite excited. (To be continued)