Li Xuecheng's face turned red when he saw that he had failed the test.
Just as he was about to argue again, he was politely asked to leave by his followers.
Time passed by bit by bit, and it was already past noon, but Fang Qingyue's brows were getting tighter and tighter.
From morning till now, she has interviewed more than a dozen doctors who claim to be accomplished doctors.
But none of them passed her strict selection.
Either their theoretical foundation is too shallow, or their clinical experience is insufficient. Some people are even unfamiliar with the most basic pulse diagnosis and are completely unable to perform diagnosis and treatment work in a clinic.
Fang Qingyue was secretly annoyed.
She understood that in order to expand the clinic, she must have enough doctors.
But recruiting qualified talent is not easy.
There is indeed no shortage of medical students in the capital, but there are very few who can truly combine theory and practice.
She has always been meticulous and knows the heavy responsibility of being a doctor.
We are absolutely unwilling to recruit so-called "scholars" who only know book knowledge, otherwise we may endanger people's lives.
"Sister, none of today's applicants seem suitable..."
Fang Chiyue stood quietly by the side, her tone gentle but with a hint of pity.
Although she couldn't see it, she could clearly feel Fang Qingyue's sigh.
Fang Qingyue nodded, a trace of fatigue appearing between her brows: "Yes, it seems that today's applicants are indeed unsatisfactory."
"I'm not in a rush to expand. I just think the more clinics I open, the more people I can treat."
"But if there's no suitable doctor in charge, it's better not to open a branch than to act rashly."
Fang Chiyue said softly, "Sister, you've always been cautious. This is good. After all, saving people shouldn't be taken lightly."
Fang Qingyue sat back at the table, gently pinching her forehead with her fingers, but her thoughts did not stop.
The wind and sand at the border are biting, and the air is filled with a dry chill.
Shen Yuhan stood outside the tent, gazing at the wasteland in the distance.
The sky gradually darkened, and the setting sun dyed the entire earth a layer of blood red, reflecting on the tired faces of the soldiers.
The war on the border has not yet started, but Shen Yuhan knows it very well.
The difficulty of this battle lies not only in the enemy, but also in the low morale of our own side.
The military camp where Shen Yuhan is located is facing a shortage of food and fodder.
The enemy blocked the food supply route and the journey was long.
The army's food supply was insufficient and the soldiers could only barely fill their stomachs every day.
The war horses were becoming thinner and thinner due to lack of sufficient fodder for a long time, and many soldiers complained in low voices.
I think that in this state, we are simply unable to fight against a strong enemy.
The atmosphere in the army was depressing, morale had hit rock bottom, and was even slightly shaken.
Shen Yuhan looked at the tired faces in the camp and felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
At this moment, we need not only food supplies, but also confidence in the soldiers.
If we allow this negative sentiment to continue, when the war really breaks out, we will probably be defeated before the battle even begins.
"My Lord!" A deputy general came quickly with a serious expression and reported in a low voice.
"There's still no news of food and fodder, the horses are weak, and the soldiers are complaining."
"Morale is extremely low right now. If this continues, I'm afraid it will be difficult to stabilize the army."
Shen Yuhan's eyes narrowed slightly and he was silent for a moment.
He knew very well that the soldiers' concerns were not groundless.
The war horses were weak, the soldiers were not well fed, and their physical strength was greatly depleted.
Even if he has a plan to defeat the enemy in his mind, if the morale is low.
It was difficult for the soldiers to give their full attention, and any strategy was out of the question.
Shen Yuhan slowly raised his head and looked at the mountains in the distance, and suddenly his heart moved.
This is the frontier, and shepherds are scattered across the land.
Flocks of sheep can be seen everywhere, so perhaps we can take this opportunity to give the soldiers a special "supply".
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and he quickly made a decision.
"Pass the order down to reward the entire army tonight."
Shen Yuhan's eyes were firm, and his voice was filled with unquestionable determination. "I will buy a few hundred sheep at my own expense. We will hold a banquet in the camp tonight so that the soldiers can enjoy a feast of delicious meat!"
Upon hearing this, the deputy general was stunned: "My Lord, you are buying sheep at your own expense?"
Although he was surprised, he quickly reacted and admiration flashed in his eyes.
The Marquis did this obviously to stabilize the military and boost morale.
Shen Yuhan nodded slightly: "Yes. The horses are thin, and the soldiers are not well fed, so they are naturally worried."
"But if they can eat a hot roast lamb and drink a cup of hot tea, it will make them feel happy and strong."
"As long as our morale is high, we will not be afraid no matter how strong our horses are or how fierce the enemy is."
Upon hearing this, the deputy general immediately accepted the order and his admiration for Shen Yuhan increased even more.
Shen Yuhan is not only a wise and brave general, but also knows how to capture the hearts of his soldiers.
The soldiers' mental state before the war is particularly important, so such a "feast" can inject new vitality into the entire army.
Soon, Shen Yuhan personally led people to the nearby village where shepherds lived.
The setting sun gradually faded, night slowly fell, and fire flickered in the camp.
The soldiers sat in groups of three or four in front of their tents, with a hint of fatigue on their faces.
After today's training, many people were complaining about the shortage of food.
The war horses were thin and weak, and they all talked about the uncertainty of the war.
However, soon, an exciting news spread throughout the military camp.
Marquis Shen Yuhan bought hundreds of sheep at his own expense and will hold a banquet in the camp tonight to reward the entire army with roasted sheep.
The soldiers couldn't believe it at first until they saw a flock of lively sheep being led into the camp.
Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up and excited cheers could be heard everywhere.
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