Rao is Song Feng is resourceful and well versed in business management, and he never imagined that Lin Shiya's brain hole would be so big.

To turn a mall into a hospital.

Lin Shiya said seriously, "Do you think my thoughts are crazy?"

Song Feng smiled lightly: "It's not crazy to talk about, I just feel that the wind and horses are not related."

"Transforming a shopping mall that has been open for more than ten years into a hospital is too far cross-border."

Lin Shiya said helplessly: "As long as this shopping mall has a chance to revitalize, I won't want to turn it into a hospital."

"As you can see, its lifespan has come to an end."

"There are many problems that are hard to turn back, and it is not necessary to invest in renovation and upgrading to change the unfavorable situation of the mall."

"The mall is stalling at a time when the local business landscape has already taken shape."

"More than a dozen of Jiangcheng's most famous shopping malls have carved up most of the retail department store market."

"Let it continue to exist in the form of a shopping mall, it is better to make a drastic change from a shopping mall to a hospital."

"You are a famous doctor in China, and you are also the head of a chain clinic, and you can be called a first-class talent in terms of medical skills and management ability of medical enterprises."

Song Feng laughed and said, "After talking for a long time, it turns out that you hit me with your idea."

In terms of running a medical business, Song Feng does have advantages and experience that others do not have.

There are a large number of chain clinics under its name.

At the same time, there are about a dozen pharmaceutical factories and medical institutions affiliated with the Song family.

Lin Shiya smiled, "Instead of doing unfamiliar business, it is better to change the mall into a hospital that you are more familiar with."

"The mall is big enough to be converted into a large hospital, so I don't think it's a problem."

"If you agree, I will find a way to raise funds, and you provide technical and management experience, and we will run this hospital together, how about it?"

Since the day she met Song Feng, Lin Shiya has always had the intention of repaying Song Feng.

Every time he wanted to repay, he would always be politely rejected by Song Feng.

At this moment, Lin Shiya felt that this was a good opportunity to repay her kindness.

Song Feng has rich management experience, he is the chairman of the board, and Song Feng is the dean.

The two of them will join forces to make this hospital bigger and stronger.

Over the years, more and more private hospitals have sprung up.

However, the emergence of a large number of private hospitals has also brought about various complex problems.

Private hospitals are mixed, and the medical ethics of internal doctors are both good and bad.

It is also for this reason that although there are many private hospitals in Jiangcheng, the business is not particularly good.

If a private hospital emerges like no other, it may stir up a stagnant pool.

Song Feng wants medical skills and medical ethics.

It comes with its own traffic.

Once it is learned that the director of the hospital is Song Feng, the citizens will definitely come in an endless stream to receive treatment.

In addition, Song Feng knew a lot of rich people.

These people will become loyal customers of the hospital.

In this case, there will inevitably be a lot of media coverage.

The more Lin Shiya thought about it, the more she felt that there was a lot to do, and she looked at Song Feng with a blank eye.

As long as Song Feng agreed, Lin Shiya immediately found a way to raise funds and immediately renovated the mall.

At the same time, Lin Shiya has already begun to think about how to buy various medical devices.

Recruit relevant medical staff and carry out a certain degree of advertising.

"If you really decide to turn the mall into a hospital, I support you, but it's not a trivial matter, and all aspects must be taken into account."

Song Feng Zhengse said, "You put together a plan for me, if there is no problem with the plan, we will start acting immediately."

"Okay, I'll draft a plan when I get back."

The voice fell, and Lin Shiya's mobile phone in her bag rang.

"Miaoxue, what have you been busy with lately? Why haven't you called me for so long?"

"Oh, special interview, okay, you wait a minute."

After a while, Lin Shiya handed the phone to Song Feng and said, "Miaoxue has something to look for you."

Song Feng took the phone and said into the microphone of the mobile phone, "I'm Song Feng, is there anything wrong with Miss Wang?"

"Song Feng, are you busy now? If you're not busy, can you come with me to the hospital?"

"To the hospital? Are you sick?"

Song Feng said with concern.

"You misunderstood, it's not that I'm going to see a doctor, it's that our president's child is sick."

Wang Miaoxue suddenly lowered her voice and asked, "The last time we met, didn't you say a lot of mysterious and mysterious content?"

"Do you know something weird?"

Song Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "You mean feng shui, magic?"

"I guess so."

The media group where Wang Miaoxue works recently had a major incident.

The ten-year-old son of the group boss suddenly fell ill a week ago.

Many colleagues commented that the child may have fallen into evil.

Whether it is sick or evil, Wang Miaoxue is not sure.

Thinking that Song Feng was not only a miracle doctor, but also knew some strange things.

Maybe there is a way to cure the boss's child's illness.

Worried that Song Feng would refuse, Wang Miaoxue came up with a trick to cut first and then play.

Song Feng said, "What do the other doctors who treat the child mean?"

"No ......"

Wang Miaoxue sighed and said, "The doctors in the hospital are helpless, guessing that the child may have hysteria."

"I'm going to invite domestic psychiatrists to come for a consultation."

Every time the boss's child gets sick, the whole person will become crazy.

He speaks strange words that no one understands.

It is for this reason that others will think that the boss's son is not sick, but has touched dirty things.

Otherwise, why was none of the dozen or so doctors involved in the treatment able to find out the cause of his illness?

And the time of onset of the child's illness is particularly fixed.

Every day around 12 o'clock in the evening, the child will definitely get sick.

The situation is full of convulsions, full of nonsense, and loss of mind.

I don't know my relatives and friends in front of me.

"Song Feng, I've already made a guarantee in front of the boss, and you don't want me to lose my trust, right?"

Wang Miaoxue pouted and said, "I was framed by my colleagues at the beginning, if the president hadn't believed me and didn't listen to those slanderous rumors, I'm afraid I would have been ruined."

"The president is kind to me, his son is in trouble, I can't ignore it."

"Song Feng, please, you can come and help them."

Wang Miaoxue began to use tangling skills.

tells that the boss's family is a good person.

Song Feng understands everything, and may be able to cure the president's son's illness.

The matter was urgent, Wang Miaoxue's tone of voice became more and more anxious, and her voice began to get louder.

Lin Shiya, who was standing next to her, heard it clearly, and interjected: "If there is nothing to do, you can help her, Miaoxue is a typical person who will repay her kindness."

"If others treat her well, she will treat others well."

"You've said that, what else can I say?"

Song Feng shrugged his shoulders and will be there