Qi Jing hit the pain point of all the doctors present.

The cheap labor in 2003 refers to the first five interns from major medical schools.

Of course, master's students who are studying are also asked by their boss to come to the department for help during their studies. They can be called cheap because they don't have to pay much, but they can't be called labor. After all, these people act more as resident doctors, and are often teachers of interns.

So there are really not many resident doctors in junior high school.

Those cheap labor, that is, undergraduate medical students, have to go to the Grade A hospital affiliated to the Medical University for internship in the last year. The content of the internship is strictly stipulated, and there are outline requirements for which department you have to learn to do what work and operations you go to, and do not just do miscellaneous work.

Of course, it is not OK to not do miscellaneous work.

Although these miscellaneous tasks are very tiring and boring, they also include the basic operations of various departments of the hospital. Without these miscellaneous tasks, no Grade A hospital can maintain operation.

In order to supervise, there are teachers in each subject, that is, the teachers of these interns, who are specifically responsible for assessing their learning results. At the same time, these teachers are also "supervisors" who assign miscellaneous work. If anyone dares to be lazy, they will scold them. If they encounter a petty person again, they will be stinky and their mouths are not bad, and the final assessment form will be written very ugly.

Everyone present has experienced that stage, and most of them have served as coaches. They know very well that if these interns don’t help with the miscellaneous work, the on-the-job resident doctors will definitely be exhausted to death.

It doesn't take a week at all, but it won't work in two or three days.

Obviously Zhu Yan didn't know the industry rules: "Critical labor? Are you talking about interns?"

Qi Jing nodded.

"It doesn't matter if the interns are, you can recruit more resident doctors." Zhu Yan did not realize the seriousness of the problem. "Everyone allocates fewer patients, and each patient gets more time to diagnose and treat, which eases the doctor-patient relationship. I don't think there is any problem."

Qi Jing smiled and surrounded the hospitalized doctors with a little embarrassed expression: "Their expressions say everything."

Zhu Yan did put in a hard work, but after all, he looked at the hospital from the perspective of others. If he could look at this issue from the perspective of a doctor who was striving to win, he would definitely not say these words.

"Boss Zhu, you don't understand what these resident doctors really need."

"Isn't it just about providing experience with the salary that can support the family and sufficient disease sources?" Zhu Yan said. "I can guarantee both the salary and the disease sources, at least in the near future."

Qi Jing smiled: "I know you can do it with your funds, but this requires a prerequisite."

"The premise of what you are talking about is the interns?" Zhu Yan also laughed, "Stop kidding, they are just the lowest-level medical students, not even doctors, what can they do for the hospital?"

In his opinion, interns are dispensable, and sometimes they may even become burdens. They can be replaced by resident doctors. They just do more miscellaneous work. As long as they are given a full salary, they will still stay.

"To know what interns can bring to the hospital, you have to know what doctors don't like to do."

Qi Jing explained: "As an intern after a year of internship, he finally graduated and was ready to be proud and make a new world. Who can bear it when he comes to a private hospital and still has to do the miscellaneous work done by interns?"

"Yes, Boss Zhu, human energy is limited."

"I went to the hospital to work as a doctor to increase my clinical experience. I am not working hard on miscellaneous work. I need to figure it out."

"When these resident doctors entered the hospital, they found that this was the case and would definitely complain to his classmates. Everyone is a medical system, and for the seniors of the same school for the following seniors."

Qi Jing gradually slowed down his speech, and the questions raised became more and more acute: "It is easy to pass this kind of complaint into the ears of the next freshmen. With a few words, Boss Zhu, after this happens, do you think there will be more fresh graduates willing to come to your hospital the next year?"

Zhu Yan didn't expect that they would care so much about this matter, and his smile began to solidify.

Qi Jing sighed: "Without fresh blood injection like fresh graduates, the original resident doctors will only work harder and see less hope..."

"I don't think this is a big problem. The hospital can completely increase their salary and bonuses." Zhu Yan still found a solution that was not a solution. "It's nothing more than losing some money, and the Zhu family can fully afford it."

Qi Jing shook his head: "Half of the time I spent at work was spent on messy things, and the time to gain clinical experience was greatly reduced. In such an environment, if the resident doctors who were willing to be left behind due to the increase in salary, Boss Zhu dared to ask for it? Boss Zhu is sure that they will choose between medical skills and money in the future?"

"Yes, isn't that a person who leaves behind a person contrary to the hospital that he just mentioned to be stronger?"

"At least I refused to stay. I just wanted to take the exam for the University of Finance and Economics just for the money."

"Yes, with our college entrance examination scores and postgraduate entrance examination strength, we have a lot of money-making jobs."

"Who will be a doctor if you don't have any faith?"

Obviously, this reason resonates with them and also makes Zhu Yan very troubled. He must find a balance between miscellaneous work and enhancing clinical medical experience. But as I said just now, human energy is limited, and no matter how much I compare to public hospitals with clear division of labor, I can't compare to public hospitals with clear division of labor.

"Boss Zhu, you have to know that this is still with the same source of the disease." Qi Jing's serial punch has just begun, "and it is impossible for private hospitals to get the same number of causes as public three-year-olds, at least I have never seen it."

"There is definitely not the case in Shangjing."

"Minghai is the same. Private companies have to take the specialist route, such as dentistry, dermatology, anorectal, infertility and menstruation."

Even though most private hospitals have had problems in the past, Zhu Yan is still optimistic about the number of diseases: "I think as long as you create a brand, judging from the geographical location of the medical center, the disease source can still be guaranteed. It is not as good as the junior high school you are in, but at least it can be on par with those ordinary three."

"As for the interns you mentioned, I can go to the medical school to ask, maybe..."

"That's impossible!"

"Definitely not."

Without Qi Jing coming forward to deny this plan, others said: "Medical universities and the Grade A hospitals they belong to know the importance of interns. How can they use important sources of students in a private hospital?"

"Private hospitals are not teaching hospitals, and even if they are willing, the country will not."

Zhu Yan finally realized the seriousness. What private hospitals lacked is not the funds and the source of the disease, but the fresh blood supplied by the medical school. He could not build another medical school for a medical center, right? This is too difficult.

In fact, Qi Jing had to see more deeply.

As long as the problem of cheap labor is not solved, the inhabitants need to do everything themselves, and a large number of inhabitants need to fill the vacancy, at least two to three times that of public hospitals.

This will return to the previous question. Even so few hospitals in public hospitals cannot be promoted smoothly. Many people will be stuck in several years. What should private hospitals that have collected a large number of hospitals to ensure the rapid promotion mentioned earlier? How can a hospital with human resources without sustainable development, attract talents to retain talents?

Doctors are not like other jobs, and medical care is not like other industries. Although public and private sectors are all hospitals, public hospitals have the arrogance of public hospitals. It is easy to leave public and go private sectors, but it is difficult to go back.

Multiple choices under this premise are really easy to do.

Those who have been trapped in private hospitals before will be forced to change careers because they cannot be promoted to their professional titles. Those who want to continue working as doctors will find other ways out. You can take the postgraduate entrance examination and even go abroad to study, so why waste time in private hospitals?

So if you don’t solve the problem of cheap labor, this is a dead end, and you will lose hundreds of millions of funds and completely lose the dead end.

But now there is no need for Qi Jing to die. Zhu Yan has discovered a huge loophole in the medical empire. After a while, the short film ended and the young doctors present dispersed.

Zhu Yating stayed outside the lounge.

She thought it was a collision of new and old ideas, and she would definitely argue for some time. Who knew that it would be over in just ten minutes. The young doctors had no expressions of agreeing with private enterprises on their faces. Could it be that their father had lost?

Even if the private model cannot keep up with public hospitals, it has its advantages. How could it be defeated after only ten minutes?

Could it be...

Zhu Yating thought of Qi Jing.

She asked these people to quickly walk into the lounge. Unlike others, Qi Jing and Ji Qing did not leave.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Zhu Yan sat on a single sofa, rubbing his sore eyes with his two fingers, and did not look at his daughter who had just entered the room: "Yatting is right, you are indeed a powerful person."

He loves and hates Qi Jing now.

I hated that this remark made me look ugly in front of so many young people. After all, I was the boss of a large company and I still needed some face. But it was precisely because of these reasons that he finally convinced himself that his inner rationality finally defeated his eagerness to love his daughter and saved a lot of money for the company.

Zhu Yan explained what had just happened to his daughter again.

Zhu Yating didn't expect that there would be such a loophole. If it was really like Qi Jing said, private hospitals had no future to say: "What's going on in the United States? How can we handle this place so well?"

"The reason is very simple, because the United States has a strong insurance business." Qi Jing lowered his head, as if he was looking for something, and said while looking, "The patient usually pays money to the insurance company. When he gets sick, the massive medical expenses offered by the hospital will be paid by the insurance company. Of course, the insurance business is also divided into levels. If you give more, the higher the proportion of the insurance company will pay."

"The second is the long training time and working hours of resident doctors, the internship assessment and the hard elimination rate, and perhaps a small population is also an advantage."

"There is really no private soil in China?" Zhu Yating actually already had the answer, but she still wanted to struggle again.

In the end, Zhu Yan made a fork for his decision: "Yating, forget it."

"But, dad..."

"The facts are already in front of you. If you can't come up with the corresponding supporting plan, then this plan can only be abandoned."

Stop?

How can I give up this? For this project, the relationship between her and Ji Qing is not very good. Now it's over. The efforts these days have been in vain. She recognizes it! But what should I do with Ji Qing...

Zhu Yating leaned against the wall.

Maybe I did it too much, but I didn't consider his feelings.

The conversation downstairs just now... Is it impossible to save the relationship between me and this man?

Zhu Yating looked at Ji Qing not far away and felt uncomfortable. When she made this decision, she vaguely felt something was wrong, but the beautiful ending of her fantasy in her heart kept pushing her and couldn't stop it at all.

This is what Zishan said about communication. If I had heard Zishan before and stopped in time, it might not have been like this.

Thinking of this, some uneasy little things began to circulate in her eyes, and the pictures saved by memory began to replay in her mind. Zhu Yating, who has been particularly strong since childhood, did not allow herself to cry, but even if she raised her head, the crystal clear water droplets would still slid down the corners of her eyes.

Take a look at him again.

Take a look again, it doesn't matter even if you can't help but cry.

Look at it again...

What are these two guys doing?

Zhu Yating originally thought she would lose a nearly perfect boyfriend today, but she didn't expect that the grief had just begun, and the tears that were about to be welcomed were stopped by the two boys in front of her.

Qi Jing was holding the remote control in his hand and handing it to Ji Qing. But the latter was not grateful and waved his hand and shook his head to express his rejection.

Qi Jing widened his eyes, and a simple face could convey his mood at this moment:

Ji Qing was unmoved and continued to shake his head, with an extremely firm attitude:

Qi Jing frowned, pointed his fingers heavily at the remote control, and looked at the screen again:

Ji Qing blinked and only understood the meaning of the first two sentences, but this did not affect his persistence:

Qi Jing's face was full of question marks, not knowing what this guy was thinking.

The two of them had already explained everything they wanted to say as soon as they came back and forth, but in Zhu Yating's eyes, these were the two pantomime actors, which looked very funny.

Seeing Zhu Yan getting up and leaving, Qi Jing couldn't help but shake the remote control in his hand:

Ji Qing smiled:

"Okay, everything is over, you guys should go back soon." Zhu Yan took all the blame on himself, "Xiao Ji, this is all my idea, it has nothing to do with Yating, don't forget to go to your heart. I obey your opinions in this medical center, and I am ready to give up. Wait until tomorrow morning..."

At this time, Qi Jing suddenly stood up and pressed the replay button on the remote control: "Boss Zhu, such a good medical center cannot be given up."
Chapter completed!