One more thing to announce?

Yan Murong's words were like throwing a bomb into the sea. It cannot be said to cause a tsunami, but it can also cause a local uproar.

This group of experts is not afraid of the sky, the earth is not afraid, and now they are afraid of Yan Murong announcing the matter.

He first said about being late, and then he dismissed Zhao Zhiguo who stood up to refute him, and Zhao Zhiguo not only couldn't get a penny of liquidated damages, but also added a disgraceful trace to his life resume.

Then, he still talked about the problem of being late, announcing that no one can be late in the future, and he must commute to and from work on time, and he will deduct money if he is late once, and deduct the bonus for the whole year if he is late three times, and if he is late for too many times, he will take the initiative to go to him to receive a termination contract that will not receive any compensation, and also threaten them that if he is not happy, he will make his whole family unhappy.

Yan Murong's decision was tantamount to putting a shackle around their necks.

They can imagine what the rest of their lives will look like.

Just like those white-collar workers, they live a 9-to-5 commute life, and then drag their tired bodies home.

If it goes on like this, the time is gone, the lover is gone, and even the nightlife is gone.

Now when they heard that Yan Murong was going to announce something, they trembled in their hearts, for fear that this guy would make any more decisions that would harm their interests.

"You don't have to be nervous." Yan Murong saw everyone's expressions and said with a smile on his face. "This matter is not a big deal, I just want to discuss with you how to expand the Chinese medicine department."

Hearing Yan Murong's words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Liu Yongfu, the director of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, immediately stood up, looked at Yan Murong, and said excitedly. "Dean Yan, thank you for your support to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine." As he spoke, Liu Yongfu's expression began to be a little embarrassed.

"What do you want to say? Just say it. Yan Murong said.

"Dean Yan, you see, the expansion of this Chinese medicine department is a good thing." Liu Yongfu said. "However, our TCM department has been expanded, and there are not enough manpower."

"You don't have to worry about that." Yan Murong smiled, pointed to the wrong people, and said. "These are all Chinese medicine practitioners that I brought from the inside, and they are all very capable."

"But—"

"What's the problem?" Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"No problem, no problem." Liu Yongfu shook his head again and again and said. "Dean Yan, there are enough people, but in Hong Kong, there are too few people who recognize Chinese medicine, and even if the Chinese medicine department is expanded, not many people will come."

"What's the problem?" Yan Murong asked.

"A lot." Liu Yongfu thought for a while and said. "First it's about the region, and then it's about people's beliefs."

"I know that, too." Yan Murong said in a deep voice. "However, this is not what hinders the development of Chinese medicine."

As he spoke, Yan Murong stretched out two fingers and said. "One, you don't know how to sell. Second, you are not letting people know about the benefits of Chinese medicine. ”

"Salesmanship? How to sell? Liu Yongfu asked strangely. Do you want to go to the TV station to advertise? ”

"This one is secondary." Yan Murong smiled and said. "Let's start with the benefits of Chinese medicine. Others may not know, but as a Chinese medicine practitioner, you should be clear - if you don't know, it can only mean that you are not proficient in your art. ”

Yan Murong made a joke and continued. "Let's just talk about the simplest fever. Director Liu, tell me, what treatment methods do you have? ”

"This—" Liu Yongfu thought about it and said. "You can use 6 grams of mulberry leaves, 10 grams of white chrysanthemums, 10 grams of bamboo leaves, 6 grams of mint, and 10 grams of light tempeh, and decoction with water."

"Yes, this does cure fever." Yan Murong nodded and said. "But Director Liu, you said the number of medicinal materials used so precisely, isn't it a bit like reading from the book? Have you ever wondered what if the patient was a small child? ”

"This -- the dose can be reduced appropriately." Liu Yongfu said.

"That's just as well." Yan Murong smiled and asked again. "How long does it take to take effect with this medicine?"

"It will get better in about 24 hours."

"yes, that's going to take twenty-four hours." Yan Murong said. "Do you know fast-acting capsules? One dollar and three boards, take two pills for a cold and fever, and then sleep well again, at most a few hours or a night. ”

"I—"

Liu Yongfu wanted to say something, but in the end he shook his head helplessly.

Yes, Yan Murong's words are right, people accept Western medicine because Western medicine treats them relatively quickly, while Chinese medicine is gradual.

"You don't have to be discouraged." Yan Murong looked at Liu Yongfu and said. "Director Liu, you are not unfamiliar with the four acupuncture points of Dazhu, Hegu, Quchi, and Waiguan, right?"

"Dazhu, Hegu, Quchi, Waiguan?"

Liu Yongfu frowned and repeated to himself, and suddenly burst out laughing. "Haha, yes, yes, I forgot."

As he spoke, Liu Yongfu looked at Yan Murong excitedly and said. "Dean Yan, I didn't think that you were still a Chinese medicine practitioner - if you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten. Massaging these four acupuncture points also has the effect of reducing fever. ”

"Yes." Yan Murong smiled and nodded. "With acupuncture, the effect is better. If acupuncture is good, the fever can be reduced within two hours. ”

"That's right, that's right." Liu Yongfu nodded again and again.

"Look, isn't this much faster than Western medicine?" Yan Murong said. "It's three parts poison, no matter how good the medicine is, it's all poisonous. If patients could recover without taking medicine within a few hours, would they trust TCM? ”

"Yes, definitely." Liu Yongfu said repeatedly, but suddenly, his brows furrowed again.

"But, Dean Yan, Chinese medicine can't cure any disease."

"Hehe, so what I advocate is a combination of Chinese and Western." Yan Murong said.

"Okay, let's not talk about this in advance, let's talk about it first, how can we make people know more about Chinese medicine and trust Chinese medicine?"

"Isn't that easy?" A standing man spoke. "I went to the TV station and newspaper to advertise, but I was really reluctant to spend money, so I printed some small advertisements and sent them on the street. Anyway, their TCM department is not very busy, and they have a lot of time. ”

Yan Murong sneered in his heart, this guy was obviously sarcastic about the contract he made that did not pay liquidated damages.

"That's a way to do it." Yan Murong didn't get angry, but looked at the man with a smile and said. "I think it's feasible – but the question is, what if the TCM doctors are all going to advertise and someone comes to see the doctor? So, I'm going to work hard for you Western doctors. ”

As he spoke, Yan Murong looked at Liu Yu. "Liu Yu, wait for you to go out, and make 3,000 advertisements within half an hour, which will say that the Chinese medicine department of Renhe Hospital will diagnose and treat them free of charge at the entrance of the hospital - and then, work hard for these Western medical gentlemen, let them send them."