When medical student Mu Lian was interning, she suddenly discovered business opportunities everywhere in the hospital. A group of "brilliantly bald" doctors – physicians who couldn't ...
Da Bing looked worried. It made sense, but he really didn't want to go through the trash. Why did he have to do this job? Seeing human feces and hearing human urine, and then he had to go through the trash, and even pay for free labor right here at his doorstep. What a fool in this world.
Lin Xi's face lit up instantly, and she raised one corner of her mouth, full of sarcasm. "Your teacher told you to do it, why don't you hurry up and do it?"
Mulian didn't seem angry at all, and said in a gentle tone, "Brother Yu, if you ask the cleaning lady to do such a dirty job, she won't be able to do it for you unless she's 40 or 50 years old."
The roar on the other end of the phone was deafening, almost jumping out of the phone. "Nonsense, how can it be that expensive? You're just asking for a ridiculous price."
Mulian was helpless. "Brother Yu, the market price is like this. If you don't believe me, go ask the cleaning lady. I'm giving you a discount because you're my teacher. I'll find it for you for 30 yuan."
The person on the other end of the phone was furious, "30? That's too expensive. Forget it, I'll ask the cleaning lady."
After saying that, the person on the other end of the phone hung up immediately, fearing that Mulian would ask for an exorbitant price again.
Mulian shook her phone at Lin Xi and shrugged. There was nothing she could do. Brother Yu wouldn't even give her a chance to make money.
Da Bing's face was full of smiles, and he was very proud. "There's nothing else I can do, Senior Sister. Go search the trash can yourself."
Lin Xi was so angry that her teeth were about to break. It was only thirty yuan, why not just give it to her? She was unhappy to see the smug expressions of these two people.
Suddenly, another nurse came over and gave Mulian an order with a cold expression, "Bed 9 is here for you."
I'm so confused. Who is actually in charge of this patient? Why ask her? Shouldn't they ask the attending physician, Chen Yu? The nurses are picky and afraid of the strong. The doctors in our hospital work with them every day, but they don't dare to ask them. They just pick on the weak. Every day, whenever a patient asks, they immediately ask the interns in the same group to solve the problem. What can a bunch of clueless people do to solve a patient's problem? They can't solve anything. They're just bluffing.
Mulian immediately walked to bed 9. Dabing couldn't hide his happiness in his eyes. Before leaving, he even glanced at Lin Xi.
Lin Xi was so angry that her head felt like it was going to explode. She was crumpling a ball of paper in her hands, wishing she could chew the two of them into pieces, put them in a blender, grind them into pieces, and then flush the toilet with them.
Before Mulian had even walked far, the phone rang.
Mulian and Dabing looked at each other in bewilderment. Why had Chen Yu called? In an instant, their hearts raced, and a bad premonition gripped them.
Mulian pressed the answer button, and immediately a roar came from the other end of the phone.
"The cleaning lady only makes 10 yuan, but you charge me 30. You are a greedy woman. No man will want you in the future."
After saying that, he hung up immediately.
Mulian and Dabing stared at each other. Just because of this? They were scared to death. They thought Chen Yu was arranging something for her.
Da Bing looked educated. Did she realize it too late? She had never considered that she could negotiate with the teacher for money, and make a fortune from him. Whether she made money or not was a minor matter. The main thing was that she could be asked to run fewer errands, which was very tiring.
Mulian and Dabing stood beside bed 9.
Bai Yu's voice came from the bed next to bed 10, "You have to give us time to verify. We need to know if we missed any doses."
As soon as Dabing heard Bai Yu's voice, she quickly followed Bai Yu. For Bai Yu's sake, Lin Xi didn't dare to ask her to do too much.
Bai Yu saw Da Bing coming over, then looked away.
Mr. Li in bed 9 was lying on the bed, looking very weak. His long fingers were pale, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit. He was very weak.
Little Ren Xinxin stood on the floor, opened all the cabinets, curiously took out everything and looked at it, then stuffed everything back in. She was very bored in this small space, then crawled out from under the curtain, heard the movement next door, and then stood by the bed of the old man in the emergency room.
The old man in bed 10 of the emergency department lay in bed, with a sour look on his face, and said sarcastically, "You doctors are so comfortable. You get paid to just sit and measure cloth every day."
Bai Yu was obviously stunned, not knowing how to answer. Suddenly, he didn't understand what the old man was talking about. What was comfortable? He was making money by selling cloth. He was rich from the cloth business. Why did he tell him that he had money? What a strange old man.
When Da Bing heard this, he curled his lips. This was simply like a marriage graveyard. People on the outside wanted to get in, and people on the inside wanted to get out. "You take care of it if it's comfortable."
Bai Yu looked at Da Bing with a surprised expression, his eyes full of questions, "Isn't he already one?"
Dabing and the old man were in sync for a moment, and they all looked at Bai Yu, thinking that this guy was not mentally normal.
Bai Yu explained, "Isn't Grandpa in the wholesale cloth business? Didn't he just say that?"
Da Bing's face almost shrugged. Huh? Why is it different from what she heard? Didn't they say you can get money just by walking a few steps? Da Bing realized it belatedly and immediately laughed.
The thinking process of top students is different.
Bai Yu was used to describing every painful point in the clinic, and then using a medical perspective to explain why it hurt. He had never expected that the old man in the emergency room would chat with him, and his mind was suddenly unable to react.
Dabing said with a smile, gesturing with his feet, "He means that doctors can get paid just by sitting and walking a few steps."
Bai Yu was extremely embarrassed for a moment. He tried hard to keep an expressionless face, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.
The old man in the emergency room then understood and said sarcastically, "Doctors are the ones who make money. I can only see patients for a few hours and then I have to leave work."
Most doctors make their rounds once in the morning, and in the afternoon they're either off night shift, busy with surgery, making house calls, conducting experiments, publishing papers, or resting at home. This leads many patients to mistakenly believe that doctors only work half a day and don't see their primary care physician. Regardless of whether they have something to do in the afternoon, most patients won't come in.
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