Practicing business and practicing medicine

Liang Xiangmin usually only goes out to the clinic for half a day and rests at home in the afternoon. Bian Mu and Painter Fang opened the door and walked in. Naturally, there was no one inside.

"An old house is better. The ceiling is high enough, and the sense of space is immediately apparent. This is the most popular layout in our industry." As he spoke, Painter Fang took out a small, similar shape from the satchel he carried. This gadget is a cute little kid with big eyes. It is about the size of a large glass bean paste bottle. It also has a power cord at the bottom. I don’t know what it is.

"My dad and I borrowed it from a student. It can be wirelessly connected to external devices such as mobile phones and laptops. It is an optical measuring instrument and is multi-dimensional. It has recently added some artificial intelligence technology. I tried it at home and it works very well." As he spoke, Painter Fang dug out a power adapter and a set of retractable power cord boxes from his bag.

The hospital's network project has not yet been completely completed. There are power distribution boards, mobile power supplies, relay power supplies... and other equipment everywhere. Bian Mu randomly picked a few sets and connected them for Painter Fang to start with.

After a while, the cartoonish optical measuring instrument was set up. Painter Fang chose a location she thought was suitable and placed the gadget. Bian Mu stood aside and took a look. The level was set up quite advancedly. It should be inside Precision devices such as mobile phone gyroscopes are installed.

Silently, the small and exquisite optical measuring instrument emitted a beam of green light straight upward. After reaching the roof, it automatically adjusted a right angle and turned to the right, then made another right angle downward, and finally made another right angle and returned to the measuring instrument.

Okay! A straight rectangular light strip is clearly displayed near the wall.

"You have set certain parameters in advance, right? Fully automatic?!" Bian Mu said in surprise.

"Well! It is equipped with a very sophisticated light guide system. Its automatic recognition ability is quite advanced, and its sense of space is more sensitive than humans. Some time ago, I used it to simulate several sculpture drafts. The level of intelligence is far beyond imagination. How about it? Is it acceptable to hang a painting of this size here?" Painter Fang responded with a smile.

"It's a bit too big! After all, it's a medical clinic. It's made like a private club... Isn't it a bit too showy?! Besides, you haven't fully recovered yet. Painting such a big masterpiece is too much. It’s a waste of time! In my opinion, it’s better to get three small-sized ones and hang them diagonally from bottom to top. The three paintings can form a series of themes, and it’s quite harmonious to have independent themes. What?" Bian Mu expressed his thoughts thoughtfully.

"Well... that makes sense, but... then, the momentum is quite different! My mother said that right now, in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, you are one of the best among the young and cutting-edge figures. It's too simple. It's appropriate, you said, it's just for the occasion, it's not strenuous, you can build a few ladders at most, and you can still exercise yourself by climbing up and down!" Painter Fang retorted with a smile.

"It's a medical clinic! After all, it has a commercial atmosphere, so there's no need to be so serious. Besides, everyone who came here to register has a lot of worries on their mind. Who cares? Right!" Bian Mu replied with a smile.

"Hey! I don't see it that way. I have been seriously ill. Those years were almost like living in purgatory. It was dark and dark, and I couldn't see any hope. Most of the people who came here to see a doctor were already in a serious condition and were very depressed. Every family in Dashi is better than every other family Yes, when you're waiting in line, looking up at the paintings on the wall is a kind of spiritual comfort, isn't it? In the past two years, people's artistic accomplishments have improved quite quickly, and many people know how to paint. !" Painter Fang retorted with a smile.

"Ouch! It's my fault for being so careless with my words. How can your masterpiece be comparable to ordinary people? It's true... I used to have a colleague named Liao. He is quite knowledgeable in music, art, singing and dancing... so be slow. I won’t talk too much as I draw slowly, but... But one thing is that your health must come first, and just let nature take its course.”

"That's natural!" Painter Fang replied with a smile.

"Actually... our traditional Chinese medicine practice has had the tradition of 'pointing to heal injuries' since ancient times. However, it is quite difficult for people in later generations to practice medicine. No matter how good a doctor is, he is busy enough just to support his family all day long. How can he have free time to figure out more profound things? Special therapy." At this point, Bian Mu couldn't help but sigh softly.

Frankly speaking, the reason why Bian Mu is doing well in Lijin City is basically due to the sincere help of everyone. In addition, it seems that all the bad luck that has enveloped Bian Mu since entering the city has ended. With a lot of good luck, Bian Mu got to this point.

On the other hand, other students and colleagues, especially those in the industry who run clinics on the street, really have their own hardships and hardships.

"Oh! Painting therapy? This is the first time I've heard someone say that!"

Bian Mu was about to reply a few words when his cell phone rang. It was Nurse Ye.

"Tomorrow morning, should I reply to Dr. Zhang?" On the phone, Nurse Ye finally confirmed whether Bian Mu would not consider recruiting the male doctor at all.

"I guess I'll inform him after breakfast time to save him from worrying and spoiling his appetite." Bian Mu replied with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"It's not that many things. He's a father of two children, and his mental quality is good! Besides, seeing how he acted before leaving, I probably already guessed the outcome."

"He needs to strengthen his professional training in the future. There is no future if he hangs around all day long." Bian Mu said casually on the phone.

"How should I put it? There are quite a few who are like him. You have really high requirements. I'll hang up if I have nothing else to say!"

"By the way! Uncle Huang is willing to recommend a female doctor to help us. How much do you know about the specific situation there?" Thinking of Uncle Huang's phone call, Bian Mu asked casually.

"Is there such a thing?! He didn't mention it to me! It's probably a sudden idea. Uncle Huang has a wide network of contacts. The level of that person is probably not too low. At least, it should be more than enough to help you open up the so-called civilian medical treatment channel." Nurse Ye responded with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"Then...how much monthly salary should we offer them?"

"At least 10,000 yuan, right? After all, there is also Mr. Huang's face in it, right?! In this way, our expenses will be raised all of a sudden, which seems not very appropriate! What did you say to Mr. Huang?"

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"We haven't discussed it yet, how can I raise it! I just feel that it's a bit difficult!"

"It's not that complicated. Mr. Huang has always been the most reasonable. Didn't he say it? Come to help, the salary can naturally be discussed in all aspects, and now many businesses offer a living salary, which is very diverse. Let's discuss it after meeting in person! I don't think it's a big deal!"

"Okay then! Ask her to come over another day."

"Okay! I'll hang up if there's nothing else!"

"Hang up!" After saying that, Bian Mu hung up the phone.

Afterwards, with the help of Bian Mu, Painter Fang measured the upstairs and downstairs with great interest. As long as she felt it was appropriate, she would set the relevant data and make some measurements. Bian Mu secretly calculated that she would have to draw a lot of things upstairs and downstairs!