Qin Feng finally let out a breath, leaned on the chair and stretched.
"Have a drink of tea."
Shen Xue came over with a tea cup: "I saw more than a hundred patients in one afternoon. You worked too hard."
"At least take a rest."
"Drink some water."
Qin Feng didn't stop for the whole afternoon.
See almost all the patients who come for treatment.
Just like that, when the store closed down, some people left angrily.
"There is no way. On the first day of opening, we have to take care of most of the patients no matter what."
Qin Feng took the tea cup and took a few sips:
"They come here for the sign. Only if they enjoy good medical skills and reception will they spread word of mouth and let more people know about this place."
"As the saying goes, a gold cup or a silver cup is not as good as the reputation of the people."
He returned the tea cup: "One more cup."
Shen Xue shook her head helplessly and walked over with a tea cup:
"But you also have to consider the actual situation."
"Our medical clinic is so big, we are the only two who can treat patients."
"Seeing more than 100 people in one afternoon is already the limit. If only more people came, I would like to see more."
"There will be more patients that we cannot take care of, and then there will be more grievances."
"It's a good thing that business is good, but you have to act within your capabilities."
Qin Fan nodded. The shortage of manpower is the biggest shortcoming of the medical center at present.
If we can recruit two more doctors, the pressure will be reduced a lot.
Shen Xue suddenly asked curiously: "How is the turnover today?"
Zhang Biao picked up the notebook: "A total of one hundred and eighty-nine patients were seen, and the consultation fee for each patient was fifteen yuan."
"In addition to the cost of some medicinal materials..."
"In total, the daily income is more than 7,000 yuan."
Shen Xue's eyes widened: "More than seven thousand yuan?"
She had worked so hard for the past month, but it was only worth ten thousand yuan.
It only took half a day, but it cost more than 7,000 yuan?
This is still the first day of trial operation. Many acupuncture, massage, medicine packs and other items have not been launched yet due to lack of manpower.
She was a little surprised: "That month, isn't it more than 200,000?"
"Fuck, yes."
Zhang Biao then raised his head: "I didn't react just now. Isn't this too exaggerated?"
Shakun also walked in carrying a mop:
"They say medicine will become the world's number one industry in the future, but I didn't believe it before."
"Now it seems that it is not false at all."
"The turnover of one medical clinic is almost as much as my income from dozens of clinics in Midtown at that time."
They all knew in their hearts that the medical clinic was not important, Qin Feng's medical skills were worth the price.
"Why don't you lower the consultation fee of fifteen yuan?"
Qin Fan thought for a while: "Isn't it a bit high?"
He didn't expect his income to be so high, and he was worried about the expense.
"Do you know how much it costs to go to the hospital for a check-up?"
Zhang Biao pouted: "If you just touch it, it's worth at least several thousand yuan in inspection fees."
"Any specialist clinic in the hospital will cost at least thirty yuan, right?"
"This is still an ordinary expert."
"After the experts read it, they will see a long list of examinations at the beginning. They may not be able to run through them for several days, and they still cannot wait for the diagnosis results."
"You did it all in just a few seconds."
"Simple and crude, saving time, effort and money."
"I thought your consultation fee was low, but you still think it's expensive."
Shakun agreed: "Even if you don't charge a penny for consultation fees, it won't affect your overall income."
"The only problem now is the lack of manpower."
"We need to find someone who can prescribe and dispense medicines. It would be best to have a few more doctors."
"Of course, the level must be sufficient."
"You can't destroy the sign of a medical clinic just for money."
Qin Feng nodded and was about to let everyone have a rest and eat.
He was so busy today that he didn't even start to get angry, so he planned to order takeout.
"Card!"
A black Bentley parked in front of the hospital.
The car door opened, and Li Mi, with her ponytail tied high, walked quickly into the door of the medical center with her long and beautiful legs.
"Mi'er."
Qin Feng was stunned: "Why are you here?"
He subconsciously looked at the car behind him: "Is it..."
"Mr. Lan didn't come back."
Li Mi's expression was not very good: "Something happened to Tang Qingqian."