The Local Lazy Man System

"Well, this is our duty as doctors. Xiao Ming's illness is basically cured, and he doesn't need to stay in the ward all the time. You take him out for a walk, which is good for his health."

Ye Rongrong explained to Song Deyang.

"Ok."

Song Deyang nodded and said.

It's been almost half a year since I came to the capital, Song Deyang's family hasn't had a good time to visit the capital except for running around the major hospitals.

This time, my child's illness is almost cured, and I can really take my child to play in the capital.

"Okay, go check on the next patient."

As Ye Rongrong said, he took a group of doctors to see the next patient.

...

"What's going on? Why is there so little financial income? You have to explain it to me today."

Ye Rongrong frowned and asked Zhu Rongxiao, the director of the outpatient department.

Ye Rongrong was very annoyed to know that his property registration system had been implemented for three days, but it hadn't achieved any results at all.

Ye Rongrong is very dissatisfied with the work of this outpatient department.

After all, the survival and development of this traditional Chinese medicine hospital is inseparable from money!

Of course, Ye Rongrong also thought about which of his own money should be used to subsidize the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine first, but after thinking about it later, forget it, if it is deemed cheating by the "lazy system", it will really die unjustly.

"Dean, the main reason is that many people did not fill in the registration form according to the real situation. We have no way of knowing who is rich, and we have no way to charge more consultation fees!"

Zhu Rongxiao explained.

It is basically impossible for people to consciously and truly fill in their personal deposits.

There is an old saying in China that "wealth is not revealed". Few people will fill in their real savings on the registration form.

"Didn't you set up an investigation team?"

Ye Rongrong frowned and said.

"Dean, this investigation team is useless. There is no way to investigate the other party's personal assets. The bank's personal deposits are not allowed to be investigated. There is no way to check personal deposits online. This is entirely based on personal self-consciousness."

Zhu Rongxiao said depressedly.

To put it bluntly, Zhu Rongxiao almost told Ye Rongrong that your plan would not work.

"It seems that I think the problem is too simple."

Ye Rongrong thought for a while, and also agreed with Zhu Rongxiao's statement, it seems that he is really a little whimsical.

"Dean, look at this matter..."

Zhu Rongxiao looked at Ye Rongrong and asked.

"Remove the investigation team, and I'll think of another way."

Ye Rongrong said with some headaches.

"Okay, then I'll go out first."

Zhu Rongxiao said.

"Go!"

...

"It's really a headache, this dean is really hard to be!"

After Zhu Xiaorong left, Ye Rongrong said to Zhang Hua with a depressed face.

For Ye Rongrong, he never thought that he would become the director of the hospital one day because he was a lazy person. It is really difficult to be the director of the hospital!

"Dean, we can actually change the way, maybe it will work."

Zhang Hua thought for a while and said.

As a secretary, there is another duty, which is to share worries and solve problems for the leaders.

"What do you think."

Ye Rongrong's eyes lit up, he looked at Zhang Hua and asked.

After all, the hospital's income is ultimately maintained by charging patients' medical expenses, but Ye Rongrong is unwilling to give up the principle of prescribing medicines in the cheapest way to see a doctor for ordinary people.

This will seriously affect the development and growth of the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine, and may even cause the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine to be in trouble due to funding problems.

This is the most troublesome thing for Ye Rongrong now.

"Dean, I think we can use the two modes of VIP membership and voluntary donations. In that case, we can solve our financial problems."

Zhang Hua expressed his thoughts.

"Well, let's go into more detail."

Ye Rongrong probably understood what Zhang Hua meant.

"The VIP membership system is mainly aimed at rich people. Now rich people don't care about money when they see a doctor. It's about face. For this kind of people,

We implement the VIP membership system. People who have VIP members can be exempted from registration, can stay in VIP wards, and enjoy the best treatment conditions. "

"You mean, the medical drugs given to them are also the most expensive?"

Ye Rongrong asked.

"That's right, why can't the dean not do it? For these rich people, if you give them medicines that cost a few dollars or tens of dollars, they will feel ashamed, and if they use more expensive medicines, they will feel that they have face. "

Zhang Hua said.

Zhang Hua's family is a wealthy family. They often have contact with rich people and know the psychology of many rich people.

For them, money is already a number, and they don't value it at all. They like to compare and value personal face.

"Will this make them feel unfair?"

Ye Rongrong asked.

After all, the traditional Chinese medicine hospital implements low-cost medical treatment plan for ordinary people, and high-priced medical treatment for rich people.

Ye Rongrong was worried that it would lead to conflicts.

"No. For ordinary people, life is not easy. Of course, I want to spend the least amount of money to see serious illnesses."

"The rich are different. They believe that you get what you pay for, and they trust expensive medicines more."

"Of course, we have two sets of treatment plans for the rich, one is cheap and the other is expensive."

"Let these rich people choose these two sets of plans. In this way, they have nothing to say, because they are all their own choices."

Zhang Hua said.

According to Zhang Hua's understanding of rich people, rich people will basically choose expensive solutions.

"What about voluntary donations?"

Ye Rongrong asked.

"Voluntary donations means that we set up a donation desk in the outpatient hall of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, accepting voluntary donations from all people, and writing that the money will be used for Zhanzhong Hospital, which has guaranteed that the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine will continue to serve ordinary people with the lowest medical expenses common people."

Zhang Hua said.

Don't underestimate this donation. From Zhang Hua's point of view, it will also be a very big income. After all, every patient who is cured by the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine will be grateful to the hospital in his heart, and will donate a little no matter whether he has money or not.

Even if each person only donated five or ten yuan at a time, with so many people coming down, it would still be a lot of money for a year.

"Very well, your proposal is very good. Just do this. You will be solely responsible for this matter. If you have any questions or difficulties, please feel free to contact me."

Ye Rongrong approved Zhang Hua's plan very much, and felt that it was much better than the plan he came up with by patting his head.

"Well, I'm going to draft a plan now."

Zhang Hua said.

"Wait a minute, go talk to Dean Zhang about the change of the registration fee for the outpatient department. The registration fee for an ordinary doctor's clinic is 20 yuan, and the registration fee for an expert clinic is 200 yuan."

Ye Rongrong said.

In the past two days, Ye Rongrong discovered that the people who registered in the outpatient department were all registered as experts, and there were no registrations for general doctors at all.

The result of this is that the experts are so busy that they consult experts for minor ailments such as colds and colds, which makes the experts very tired.

Ordinary doctors basically have no patients and have nothing to do.

This is a very bad phenomenon, and it is not conducive to the development of traditional Chinese medicine hospitals.

So Ye Rongrong decided to increase the registration fee for the expert clinic account, so that if it is a minor illness, many people will choose to register for the general doctor's account.

Only in this way can the pressure of expert outpatient service be reduced, and young doctors can grow up.

"OK."

Zhang Hua froze for a moment, nodded and said.

In fact, the registration fee for specialist clinics in PLA General Hospital is 200, but there have been few patients in the TCM hospital for a long time, so there is no distinction between general clinic registration and specialist clinic registration.

But now that Chinese medicine hospitals are becoming more popular, they must do the same, otherwise people will definitely choose expert clinics for the same registration fee!

After all, this expert's medical skills are better than ordinary doctors, otherwise he would not be called an expert.

"Zhang Hua, you're here too!"

Liu Qingqing walked into the dean's office with a basket, saw Zhang Hua inside, and said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, you are here, I will go out to work first!"

Zhang Hua said goodbye to Liu Qingqing, and quickly left Ye Rongrong's office.

Every time he faced this overly beautiful dean's wife, Zhang Hua felt powerless. After all, Zhang Hua was also a famous beauty in the PLA General Hospital. I dare not say that she was the most beautiful woman in the General Hospital, but there was no Dare to say, she is prettier than herself.

But compared with the dean's wife, he is like an "ugly duckling".

This made Zhang Hua unwilling to stand beside Liu Qingqing, it was too stressful.

"My wife, didn't I tell you not to work so hard to bring me food?"

Ye Rongrong got up from the seat, took the basket from Liu Qingqing's hand, and said with some reproach.

"People are afraid that you won't be used to the food in the hospital canteen."

Liu Qingqing lowered her head and said in a low voice.

It turned out that since Ye Rongrong worked in the People's Liberation Army General Hospital, Liu Qingqing brought food to Ye Rongrong every day at noon, fearing that Ye Rongrong would not be able to eat well in the People's Liberation Army General Hospital.

From Liu Qingqing's point of view, the dishes in the collective canteen of the hospital are all cooked in a big pot, and the dishes in a big pot must not taste as good as those cooked in a small stove.

So I cook for myself every day and deliver a hearty lunch to my husband.

Since marrying Ye Rongrong, Liu Qingqing has learned how to cook, and with Ye Rongrong's teaching, Liu Qingqing's cooking skills are not inferior to those super chefs in big hotels.

You know, as the old saying goes, "If you want to learn well, you have to sleep with the master", Liu Qingqing sleeps with Ye Glory every day, of course she can learn this cooking faster and more than others.

When Ye Rongrong taught others how to cook, he would often be lazy and impatient, but he was very patient when he taught his wife how to cook, and he wanted to pass on all his cooking skills to her.

After all, in Ye Rongrong's view, his wife's cooking skills are superb, and the biggest beneficiary is himself.

"Aren't I afraid that you will be tired from coming and going every day?"

Ye Rongrong said distressedly.

"Give my husband a hearty lunch, and he won't feel tired."

Liu Qingqing shook her head and said.

In Liu Qingqing's view, cooking for her man and seeing her man eating the food she made is a woman's achievement and a kind of happiness.

It was very simple, but Liu Qingqing felt very satisfied.

"Honey, it's good to have you."

Ye Rongrong looked at Liu Qingqing movedly and said.

In Ye Rongrong's heart, Liu Qingqing is the most perfect wife in his heart.

A woman whom Ye Rongrong is willing to spend his whole life waiting for. (To be continued.)