In the end times, hospitals not only focus on the medical skills of doctors, but also on whether there are medicines to treat them.

Even medicine is sometimes more important than the doctor's medical skills.

Next to the hospital in the doomsday base is a pharmacy. When there are no customers, Luo Xi will be there watching the sale of medicine.

Song Zhi originally thought that even if the news of the hospital's opening was released, it would take some time before patients came forward.

Unexpectedly, the hospital was packed with people on the opening day.

Those people were all guests of the hotel.

"Boss Song, they seemed fine on weekdays, why did they all go to the hospital to join in the fun?"

In the supermarket, Guo Xiong looked at the hospital over there through the glass in confusion and asked Song Zhi.

He had seen most of these people before. They were all guests in the hotel. They ate and drank well on weekdays and did not seem to have any illnesses.

You can't just want to join in the fun.

Who is fine and mentally healthy and would go to the hospital?

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi stopped writing and looked over.

"Just because you can't see anything on a normal day doesn't mean they don't have old wounds. In the apocalypse, being alive is a blessing. Naturally, you can't pursue anything. Just being alive is enough."

"But if they live in an absolutely safe environment for a while, they will think more. Being alive is just one thing, but what's more important is how to live longer. No one is willing to die early."

Guo Xiong listened carefully, but was confused. However, he intuitively felt that what Song Zhi said was right.

"Oh, so that's how it is. Boss Song is really amazing. He can even think of this."

"Haha, it's not that I'm that great." Song Zhi chuckled. "By the way, the hospital has complete facilities. If you have time, you can take your family for a physical examination. It's considered a work benefit."

"Ah, can we too?" Guo Xiong didn't expect that he would have a share in this.

They didn't have much money, and although they worked under Song Zhi and received a salary every month, he subconsciously didn't want to cause trouble for Song Zhi.

Going to the hospital for examination will also waste the hospital’s resources.

"Well, only by being healthy can you help me better." Song Zhi nodded with a smile and said another sentence.

"Thank you, Boss Song." Seeing that Song Zhi insisted, Guo Xiong no longer refused and thanked him repeatedly with a silly smile.