Wang Zhuangyong felt like a fish in water in the Ling family's small clinic.
His fear of blood was not very serious, and he seemed to be able to become an internist. However, being a rehabilitation doctor obviously made Wang Zhuangyong feel more comfortable. Besides, he seemed to have some talent in rehabilitation.
Before this, Wang Zhuangyong followed the attending physicians and senior resident doctors for rehabilitation. It could be said that he was tired and not valued. Not only was he not valued in the department, but in the eyes of the hospital's patients and family members, the young Wang Zhuangyong did not seem to have any skills that he was good at.
However, when a legitimate physiotherapist appeared in Lower Groove Clinic, the neighbors who visited Wang Zhuangyong on the street gave him exceptional treatment.
"Ah, my shoulder …"
"My leg is cold …"
"My ripple cover …"
Lower Groove Clinic was originally a place where the neighbors gathered. Now that they heard that there was a genuine rehabilitation doctor, all of them were unusually enthusiastic. There were people who came for consultation, rehabilitation, and even people who came to visit.
Ling Jiezhou decided to hang up the sign that Dong Sheng used. It was a bigger and bolder sign that said "25 RMB per session". The price was similar to the shampoo in the alley. It was very approachable, and it was in line with the spending standards of the residents in Lower Groove.
When Wang Zhuangyong saw that Ling Jiezhou was busy and even put him in a special small room, he felt a little embarrassed and said, "Uncle Ling, you don't have to make it so formal. I'm just doing it for the neighbors. It's not appropriate to talk about money."
"If it's not appropriate to talk about money, what is appropriate to talk about? You're not from Lower Groove. Besides, people in Lower Groove are working for free? I'm afraid that not many people in this alley will survive. I have to pay for shaved noodles in the Yang family. I can't not pay Old Yang just because his hand was sewn by my son, right? " Ling Jiezhou waved his hand and said, "Just focus on carrying out rehabilitation exercises for everyone. As for the 25 RMB you paid, I'll give it all to you."
"Rehabilitation," Wang Zhuangyong said in a low voice, "Besides, not everyone is suitable for rehabilitation."
"They want to do it, so you just do it for them. There's no harm in doing it, right?"
Wang Zhuangyong thought about it and shook his head slightly. "There's definitely no harm. We do it according to the different physical conditions of the patients."
"That's it then. It's the same as adding glucose to our transfusions. If you don't add glucose, people will think that you don't put in enough drugs. If you add glucose, they can still talk for a while, right? " Ling Jiezhou smiled. "Doctor Wang, even though our clinic is small, if you do twenty rehabilitation exercises a day, you'll earn 500 RMB. You can still use it as a quick buck, right?"
Out of habit, Ling Jiezhou tried to win over the young doctor, Wang Zhuangyong.
What a clinic needed the most was a relationship with all kinds of doctors. This was especially so for a clinic that wanted to expand its business. Naturally, it needed to hire more doctors.
Wang Zhuangyong snorted. Only then did he calculate the bill. However, he said hesitantly, "It's impossible for 20 people to come to me."
"You'll know once you try. Our Lower Groove Clinic's massage is actually quite famous." Ling Jiezhou had a smug look on his face. "Ling Ran and Dong Sheng often put up signs and hold special events here. Everyone spends a lot of money on this, and it's quite generous."
"Then … this … then should I split the profits with the clinic 50-50?"
"No need, I'll give them all to you. As long as the neighbors are willing to come, I'll be happy." Ling Jiezhou waved his hand generously. For Lower Groove Clinic, keeping people was the most important thing.
As long as people were willing to come, he had countless ways to earn money.
On the other hand, if all the patients went to Upper Groove or Yun Hua Hospital, his Lower Groove Clinic would not be far from closing.
Wang Zhuangyong sat on a small chair in the room doubtfully. He could see the neon sign through the small doorway, and the words "25 RMB" were clearly written on it.
"25 RMB per session. Doctor Wang, you'll be working in Lower Groove Clinic from now on." Ling Jiezhou casually arranged for Wang Zhuangyong to be a doctor-in-charge. After all, he did not need to pay him a basic salary. As long as Wang Zhuangyong was willing to come, it would be better for a place like the clinic to have more doctors.
After a while, a middle-aged woman walked in.
"Hello, where do you feel uncomfortable?" Wang Zhuangyong did not have the qualifications to work as an outpatient in the hospital. At this moment, when he saw the patient who came in, he went into a state of excitement.
"Your shoulders are quite hard."
"Let me take a look first." As Wang Zhuangyong spoke, he went forward and pressed a few times. He could not help but sigh and say, "It's really hard. Did you take any medicine?"
"No, it's an old injury. No medicine works. "The middle-aged woman shook her head.
"How did you hurt yourself?"
"Stir-fried melon seeds."
"Oh." Wang Zhuangyong looked at the middle-aged woman's body size and showed that he understood.
"Young man, give me a good massage again." The middle-aged woman was also a regular customer of Lower Groove Clinic's massage. When Dong Sheng was around, she would let him massage her. When Ling Ran opened the clinic, she would be more enthusiastic. Although there was a different person today, the middle-aged woman was still willing to give it a try.
Wang Zhuangyong smiled and used his hands to perform a few massages that Ling Ran taught him. But before he finished, he said, "Middle-Aged woman, my treatment is mainly for rehabilitation. It's not the same as massage."
"More expensive?"
"Not to that extent."
"Oh, then how do you do it?"
Wang Zhuangyong thought for a few seconds and said slowly, "I'll put it simply. You sit still during the massage, and the masseur moves. My rehabilitation treatment is to teach you the posture, and then twist the massage … "
"I have to move myself?" The middle-aged woman frowned.
"Yes, I'll teach you a movement first, and you can try to do it." As Wang Zhuangyong spoke, he moved his elbow.
The middle-aged woman stood up unwillingly. "Alright, I'll move myself. But you have to make it cheaper …"
"You can decide." Wang Zhuangyong was not used to this kind of monetary transaction, but he made a golden sentence for a doctor in charge.
The middle-aged woman could not argue with him anymore. She could only move herself according to what Wang Zhuangyong taught her.
Wang Zhuangyong naturally went forward to protect her, and he continued to guide her.
"Put more strength, okay?"
"I'll help you with the pressure."
"Hold on, just three more times, and you'll get it."
Wang Zhuangyong's voice kept coming from the small house.
Along with his voice, the stir-fried food auntie let out an uncontrollable cry.
Her voice passed through the door, the courtyard, the courtyard, and the ears of the old neighbors who received transfusions.
"It's quite a commotion."
"Interesting."
"So this is how Sister Liu screams."
Fifteen minutes later, the middle-aged woman who was sweating profusely walked out of the small house that Wang Zhuangyong had set up.
The old man from the small supermarket who often bought fried food looked at the little white clouds in the sky with a distant gaze. He said to Ling Jiezhou, who was passing by, "Old Ling, everyone's business is bad this year, but you're a clinic, so you have to keep your bottom line. You can't sell everything."
Ling Jiezhou was shocked. "What are you talking about?"
The old man from the small supermarket looked at Ling Jiezhou deeply. "I heard that your clinic has started selling shampoo and body wash?"
Ling Jiezhou could not help but laugh. "That's for people with allergies and pregnant women."
The old man chuckled. "Whatever you say. Anyway, I can't control what you sell …"
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