After Fang Tianyu and Zheng Shuangxue left, Zhao Xueliang sat down and asked Lan Yingying to report on the hospital situation in the past few days.

"Director Zhao, there is good news to tell you, because Wei Niu helped promote, our hospital has now become a designated hospital for migrant workers!"

"Really?"

Zhao Xueliang was also very happy to hear the news.

First of all, the popularity of their hospitals was beyond Zhao Xueliang's expectations.

The most important thing is that Zhao Xueliang has solved many difficult and complicated problems of migrant workers, and now in the entire migrant worker circle, Zhao Xueliang is regarded as a miracle doctor, and Zhao Xueliang's hospital is now very prestigious in the eyes of these people.

"The good news is over. I have some bad news here. Do you want to listen to it?"

Zhao Xueliang frowned slightly, he was really afraid of anything he wanted.

"Tell me, an ugly daughter-in-law always has to meet her parents-in-law. She can't just report good news and not bad news." Zhao Xueliang sighed and asked Lan Yingying to continue talking.

Lan Yingying nodded and continued, "That's right. Now our hospital has a difficult problem, that is, some special diseases. Except for you, Dean Zhao, all other doctors cannot cure..."

Lan Yingying said as she glanced at Zhao Xueliang.

"In other words, Dean Zhao, you have to sit in the hospital every day... Otherwise, those patients will not be treated, which will ruin the reputation of our hospital, and it will be more than worth the effort."

When Zhao Xueliang heard Lan Yingying's analysis, he felt that it was reasonable.

Indeed, if those patients who travel thousands of miles to see the doctor cannot be treated, they will inevitably spread rumors everywhere, which will only put their hospitals in a quagmire.

Zhao Xueliang lowered his head and thought for a moment, and suddenly two rays of light flashed in his eyes, and he thought of an idea.

"Lan Yingying, now you can choose a few good medical skills, talented, clever, reliable people from our hospital, and must be good at medical ethics."

"You want to find such a doctor..." Lan Yingying wondered what Zhao Xueliang meant.

Zhao Xueliang curled his lips and smiled, "It's very simple. I want to cultivate these seedlings and teach them medical skills. From now on, they will be the first backbone doctors in our hospital!"

After hearing Zhao Xueliang's idea, Lan Yingying stood there in a daze, unable to believe it.

After all, the more profound the medical skills are, the more unwilling those famous masters will teach them.

I taught my disciples not to have a master, and the old sayings since ancient times are not casual.

But now Zhao Xueliang wants to teach his medical skills. Is this the true kindness of a doctor?

"Why are you still standing there? Go and choose quickly. I'm going to the clinic now. After the selection, let those doctors study."

“Yes…yes…”

...

Zhao Xueliang was personally treated and Renhe's reputation as a hospital was immediately expelled.

Lan Yingying also selected the first batch of doctors to send them. Zhao Xueliang simply looked at the resumes of these doctors and knew that they were all young and promising, and were willing to study hard. The most important thing is that they have a very good reputation among the patients.

"Very good. You guys will follow me in the future and I will teach you the essence of my medical skills."

When the eight selected doctors heard this, they immediately thanked Zhao Xueliang with gratitude and said that they would listen carefully to Zhao Xueliang's teachings and carry forward the sign of Renhe Hospital.

"Wait, Renhe Hospital?"

Zhao Xueliang felt that since he accepted this hospital, his name would naturally change.

Renhe Hospital had a bad reputation before.

Thinking of this, Zhao Xueliang smiled and said, "Lan Yingying, Renhe's name is not good, please change it. From now on, I will call Liangxin Hospital!"

Zhao Xueliang took one word in his and Qin Shuxin's name as the name of the hospital.

And it also has a special meaning. Their hospital is about conscience.

"Liangxin Hospital, Conscience...Director Zhao really has you!"

Lan Yingying seemed very satisfied with this new name.

In the following days, with Zhao Xueliang in charge, everyone's impression of Liangxin Hospital has greatly improved.

And the backbone young doctors he brought out were finally able to stand alone. Everything was going on in an orderly manner, and the hospital was booming, with endless patients coming to see the doctor every day.

Compared to before, it is a world of difference.

Not far from Liangxin Hospital, there is another large private hospital called Hanmei Hospital.

This hospital is not simple. I heard that it has been injected with foreign capital and has a strong background.

On that day, after listening to this week's financial report, Park Donglai's face suddenly became gloomy.

"You said that the number of patients in our hospital has dropped in the past two days because of the nearby Liangxin Hospital?"

"Yes...yes, Vice President Park, 80% of our patients were all taken away by the other party. If you don't think of a solution, I'm afraid..." The people under your command said tremblingly with the report sheet.

"How did this Liangxin Hospital rise and why did it suddenly appear?" Park Donglai asked his subordinates in confusion.

"That's right, Vice President Park, this Liangxin Hospital is actually the former In-he Hospital. But recently I heard that a new director has come, with excellent medical skills, and has attracted a large number of patients to see a doctor."

The man turned his eyes and continued: "Especially, the traditional Chinese medicine that their hospital focuses on has almost become a feature, and even the public traditional Chinese hospitals in the city cannot compare with it!"

Listening to his subordinates boasting about Zhao Xueliang's Liangxin Hospital, Park Donglai immediately became unhappy.

The cold color on his face became increasingly strong, and a disdainful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph? Traditional Chinese Medicine? In what era, it is still developing traditional Chinese medicine? I'm so laughing! Traditional Chinese medicine is just garbage, and it's not worth worrying about!"

"What Vice President Park said is, but we can't just let it go, otherwise the financial report will be bad at the board meeting at the end of the month..." His subordinate's secret technique reminded in a low voice.

"Well, that's right." Park Donglai lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then stuck it in the ashtray and slapped it out.

"Let's go, let's meet that new dean!"

"yes!"

Park Donglai and his men came straight to Liangxin Hospital.

When the two young nurses at the service desk saw that the other party was not good, one came forward to ask, and the other quickly called Zhao Xueliang to notify Zhao Xueliang.

"Hello, sir, are you here to see a doctor? Traditional Chinese medicine requires an appointment, but the others can be registered in each outpatient clinic." Nurse Xiaoyu showed a standard smile and said to Park Dong.
Chapter completed!