After a pause, County Magistrate Cheng continued: "According to my understanding, the medical level of the entire Shandong Province, including Qilu Hospital, is inferior to that of Beijing and Binhai."

"Many patients with serious illnesses in our province go to Beijing or Binhai for treatment."

Yu Zhiming knew that what County Magistrate Cheng said was true.

When he worked in the county hospital, most of the seriously ill patients were not transferred to the provincial hospital for treatment, but went directly to the capital or Binhai.

He himself once escorted a patient to Binhai for treatment, and then something happened that changed his destiny.

Yu Zhiming said thoughtfully: "My hometown really needs a high-level hospital."

"It's just this investment..."

Yu Zhiming suddenly stopped.

He thought that if he could maintain his monthly income of more than tens of millions, it would not be impossible to build a large hospital.

"County Magistrate Cheng, this matter needs long-term consideration. I need to think about it carefully..."

After eight o'clock in the evening, Yu Zhiming, who had eaten and drank enough, took the bus and left Qilu Building.

"Turn around and go to Huashan Hospital." Yu Zhiming told Sun Lin, who was driving.
Chapter completed!