The influence of the show continues to ferment.

In the past few days, there have been a lot more people who have come to see a doctor in the Department of Internal Medicine of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and 80% of the patients have asked to see Yang Xiaotian by name.

If you look at it purely from the perspective of efficiency, it is obviously overkill to let Yang Xiaotian sit in the consultation room.

However, Yang Xiaotian was not unhappy in his heart, after all, it is a doctor's job to treat diseases and save people, and another reason is to cultivate Ye Liangao.

Ye Liangao's foundation is relatively solid, and what is lacking is experience.

Doctors are also a profession that requires a lot of experience, and it is also a cough, and experienced doctors will know that it is because of lung discomfort or throat discomfort when they hear it, while doctors who have just graduated from university are full of book knowledge and lack practical experience, and may not even be able to hear whether the patient has a dry cough or phlegm.

Yang Xiaotian is not afraid of others learning his own medical skills, his mentality is very relaxed, as long as you are willing to learn, I am willing to teach, how much you can learn depends on your ability.

From Tianbaotang to 307 Hospital to Guang'an Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, he has always done this.

He can't change the environment, but he can start with himself, and he firmly believes that how he is, the future of this medical system will be better because of his changes.

The Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine usually opens four consultation rooms at the same time, but now because Ye Liangao is studying in Yang Xiaotian's clinic, three consultation rooms are opened at the same time.

If anyone comes to see it, they will find something very strange.

There were seventy or eighty queues in front of Yang Xiaotian's office, and the nurses had to let the patients wait outside, and they received the patient's registration form, and only let five patients in at a time.

At the door of other clinics, there are many doors, and it takes more than half an hour or even more than an hour for someone to see a doctor.

In Wu Yufeng's consultation room.

Wu Yufeng was bored playing and watching, he had spent a lot more time in the hospital recently, but it didn't make a difference, because there were only a handful of patients who came to see him.

The consultation room was very quiet, and his apprentice Wang Feihang couldn't sit still, muttering, "Master, there are really a lot of people over there!"

Wu Yufeng took his eyes off the screen of his mobile phone, glanced at Wang Feihang, and smiled lightly: "What's the matter?"

Wang Feihang smiled embarrassedly: "No, it's not ......"

"Hehe......" Wu Yufeng laughed a few times, "Tell me, a patient's registration fee is only a few yuan, he is tired to death, how much more can he earn?

Wang Feihang immediately nodded: "Yes, yes, how much money can he make when he is tired?"

But after saying that, he also felt that something was wrong in his heart, if a doctor does not see a doctor and only gets paid, can he still be considered a doctor?

That night, Yang Xiaotian held another meeting in the department.

Of course, the people invited to this meeting were also those who came to the previous meeting, except for Tang Xingqing.

The meeting started after dinner, and everyone worked overtime.

There are generally fewer people who eat dinner in the canteen, after all, the taste is not good, but after the number of people who eat is less, the budget is tight, and the taste is even worse, and now it is a vicious circle, except for some patients who are cheap or whose families are in other places, few people go to the canteen to eat.

Yang Xiaotian and Tong Xin's nearest fixed-point restaurant is a stir-fry restaurant in a small alley that goes right in addition to the hospital door, the restaurant is not big, but it is clean, the taste is light, it is not too delicious, but people are not so particular about it in other places, especially now, it is a period of struggle, and it is not possible to emphasize too much on the appetite.

Yang Xiaotian and Tong Xin were chatting in a low voice.

Suddenly, I heard someone say, "Dean Yang, it's such a coincidence that I met you here!"

Yang Xiaotian looked up and saw that it was a young man, with a few pimple scars on his face, the whole person was quite thin, giving people a feeling of sharp-beaked monkey gills, and his eyes were bright, which added a bit of color to him, and it looked quite pleasing to the eye.

This person is an assistant doctor in the Department of Internal Medicine of Chinese Medicine, Zhong Bowen.

The last time the meeting was held at noon, Zhong Bowen was not on duty, and he was notified by phone, he didn't know the situation on the first call, and he agreed, but when Sun Jie made the second call, it was estimated that he knew the situation, and simply pretended to be dead and didn't answer.

Yang Xiaotian smiled, couldn't see the joy and anger, and said, "Yes, have you eaten?

In fact, this was not a coincidence, it was Zhong Bowen's intention, he inquired in advance where Yang Xiaotian liked to eat, and then hesitated for a long time before making up his mind.

His face is actually relatively thin, which can be seen from the fact that he doesn't know how to refuse Sun Jie and directly pretends to be dead.

Change to a thick-skinned one, directly answer the phone, and say, "I'm sorry, there is something at home temporarily", and the face is reasonable.

During this time, Zhong Bowen's heart was actually entangled.

Because in the past week, the changes in TCM internal medicine can be seen by everyone.

Originally, there were only 20 or 30 patients a day, but now there are only 20 or 30 patients who come to see a doctor, but now 8 out of 10 people who go to register are from the TCM internal medicine department, and the waiting room of the TCM internal medicine department is overcrowded.

That's the most obvious change.

He also heard Wu Yufeng say in private: "Why do you see so many patients every day? When you are a living Lei Feng? Do you know how Lei Feng died? You are tired to death! No matter how hard you work, can you have our comfortable life with our monthly salary?"

In fact, Wu Yufeng's words are still quite convincing in the ears of these doctors in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine Internal Medicine.

After all, everyone is used to being lazy, and no one wants to be so tired to work hard.

Zhong Bowen thought the same way.

However, whenever he was in the consultation room and saw a long queue outside Yang Xiaotian's clinic, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Especially in the past two days, Ye Liangao has also begun to receive patients alone, and when Zhong Bowen saw that Ye Liangao's clinic was also overcrowded, this uncomfortable feeling became even more obvious.

He understood that this uncomfortable feeling was actually jealousy.

Yes, he was jealous.

Although the number of patients visited each day has almost no impact on salary, how good is it to honestly play mobile games in the office for a day and then get a salary?

But Zhong Bowen is jealous of Ye Liangao's patients.

After thinking about it, he realized that it was because he was still a doctor.

And doctors, where are the doctors who don't treat the sick and save people?

Like Tang Xingqing, he is about to retire, and it doesn't matter if he does it or not.

Like Wu Yufeng, there is still a private clinic, and the focus of work has long changed.

But what about him?

He's only twenty-five years old!

There are at least 30 years left until retirement.

Is it just 30 years of chaos?

Thinking of this, Zhong Bowen shuddered.

Only then did he realize that at some point, he had become a powerless person, and his biological age was only twenty-five years old, but he felt that his mental age was forty or fifty years old.

will reflect, just want to change, so he found Yang Xiaotian.

Yang Xiaotian said to sit down and eat together, of course he knew that it was a kind word, if he really replied "yes", and then sat down to eat, then he would be really a fool.

He hurriedly said: "No, no need, I have already eaten it! It's just ......" Speaking of this, he couldn't open his mouth, and thin-skinned people sometimes suffered.

He closed his eyes, split a sentence into words, and blushed before he said bluntly: "Yes...... Some...... Job...... Above...... Target...... Affair...... Feeling...... Toward...... You...... Remit...... Report ......"

After saying this, Zhong Bowen gasped with relief and looked at Yang Xiaotian.

The so-called reporting work, in fact, there is really no work to report, this is just the meaning on the surface, the actual meaning is the leader, I have something I want to say to you face to face, and then the direct point is to express an attitude.

I don't know how many behaviors such as gift-giving are carried out through the excuse of reporting work, and I don't know how many are reported before promotions and salary increases.

In the past, Yang Xiaotian, if you made him unhappy, he would not remember you for the rest of his life, but if you want to contact him again, he will not associate with you.

But now Yang Xiaotian has matured a lot in character and psychology, and it is too naïve to repay his teeth, and besides, there is no big mistake in principle, it's just that a young man doesn't see the big situation clearly, and if he turns back early, he can still be a good comrade who can be saved.

So Yang Xiaotian nodded and said, "Okay, there will be a meeting in my office in a while, if you have time, come and attend!"

After all, there is a shortage of people now, and there can be one more.

Of course, Yang Xiaotian will give him this opportunity, if he doesn't fight and disappoints Yang Xiaotian again, Yang Xiaotian will not give him another chance.

The first time I didn't figure out the situation.

But the second time, it will be a heart, and if you forgive him, you will be stupid.

At this time, Zhong Bowen should be said to have entered the investigation period.

Anyway, there is a shortage of people in Yang Xiaotian's system, and it is necessary to pull him to be a coolie.

Hearing Yang Xiaotian's words, Zhong Bowen's face immediately turned ruddy, as if he had drunk two taels of liquor, and there was all kinds of excitement in his head.

He hurriedly said, "Okay, I'll be on time at night!"

After that, he left.

After taking two steps, he realized that something was wrong, and then turned back to Yang Xiaotian and said, "What, Dean Yang, you eat first, I won't disturb you!"

Yang Xiaotian nodded at him.

Zhong Bowen's happiness has increased again.

After Zhong Bowen left, Tong Xin suddenly laughed.

Yang Xiaotian asked, "Fun, right?"

Tong Xin nodded and said, "This is just the vice president of a hospital, and he doesn't have much power, if he goes up again, I really don't know what it's like!"

Tong Xin said: "At least it won't be worse than now, right?"

At half past six in the evening, the second meeting of Yang Xiaotian of the Department of Internal Medicine of Traditional Chinese Medicine was held.

Zhong Bowen walked into Yang Xiaotian's office with a notebook and a black pen in his hand, and he knew that from today on, his life would be different.

Busy, yet fulfilling.