Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic-Chapter 137 - 112: Short Bowel Syndrome, the Most Frightening Disease Is Poverty (3)

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.
Chapter 137: Chapter 112: Short Bowel Syndrome, the Most Frightening Disease Is Poverty (3)

Small clinics have limited capabilities. Equipment, personnel, technology, medication, and treatment experience can’t compare to large hospitals. Li Jingsheng knows his limits, and won’t take on ’patients’ who might ruin everything.

The uncle remained silent after hearing his diagnosis.

Despite saying that he won’t get treatment if it costs too much, who really wants to die if they can live?

As the saying goes, "A bad life is better than a good death."

It’s clear that the uncle doesn’t want to die.

"Can you prescribe some medication for me to take home?"

The uncle remained silent for about a minute or two before looking up to ask.

His face, already pale from malnutrition, appeared even paler.

An empty gaze carried a glimmer of hope, overwhelmed by fear and helplessness toward death.

In hospitals, money truly can buy life.

Without money for treatment, all one can do is wait for death.

Hospitals provide token treatments at most, often called conservative treatment.

"This illness is serious, and the medication I provide might not help. It’s safer to get treatment at a major hospital." Li Jingsheng wanted to avoid trouble and feared delaying the uncle’s condition.

After all, he only had a Master Level of gastrointestinal diagnostic skills, and without examination evidence, he couldn’t guarantee the accuracy of his preliminary diagnosis.

"Alright then. Thank you. Here’s a little consultation fee for your effort in examining me!"

The uncle took a wad of cash from his pocket.

Outside was a single hundred-yuan bill, inside were bills of tens, fives, and ones.

The total amount didn’t seem to exceed three hundred yuan.

Along with the money came a very old brick-like mobile phone.

It looked like a Nokia.

The uncle’s financial situation was likely even worse than imagined.

"No need, no need, our small clinic offers free consultations for all patients. We only charge for medication and treatment. You shouldn’t delay your condition, head to the hospital for treatment while it’s still open."

Li Jingsheng had also experienced times when his pockets were cleaner than his face.

Understanding that a penny could topple a hero.

The most terrifying disease in this world isn’t cancer but poverty.

"I’m so sorry! Thank you!"

The uncle walked away full of gratitude, as if he had done something wrong.

Many honest, inherently kind people are like this. They walk into a clothing store, feeling obligated to buy something because of the attentive staff, even if they don’t find anything they like.

When someone asks them for help, turning them down feels like committing a crime.

They care deeply about others’ feelings, always thinking of others first, neglecting themselves.

Li Jingsheng watched the uncle’s departing figure, once again feeling the world’s cruelty.

In fact, this sort of thing is seen in hospitals every day.

With Xiaogao joining at the counter, there was no longer a manpower shortage.

Li Jingsheng could focus on handling patients at the reception desk. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

If necessary, he could even call Tang Ping over to help.

Many treatment tasks require a nurse, like giving injections or passing instruments and medicine while suturing wounds, all needing a professional nurse.

He hoped Xiaogao would do well and bring a turnaround in health supplement sales at Sunshine Clinic.

Yesterday, the clinic’s sales from health and tonic medication totaled 7,754 yuan.

From a peak of fifteen thousand yuan, daily sales have been nearly halved, dropping so quickly it caught people off guard.

Moreover, with no surgical patients for several days, the clinic’s income has returned to rational levels.

Treating common illnesses like colds, fevers, and diarrhea sees seven to eight patients a day, sometimes more than a dozen. However, he’s too principled to make money like Quick Recovery Clinic.

Selling medication yields little profit.

But there’s a saying, "Practicing righteousness leads to a long journey."

He believes adhering to righteousness, though fraught with adversity, would lead to a bright future.

Successful large enterprises and clinics alike are led by owners with a vision beyond immediate profits.

By around 7:30, there were hardly any more visitors to the clinic.

"You two can get off work now! You’ve worked hard! Here’s a meal allowance of 15 yuan each, you can eat out or cook at home as you like."

Li Jingsheng noted it down for the two.

"Thank you, boss!"

It was perhaps the first time Xiaogao enjoyed an overtime meal allowance. Fifteen yuan might not be much, but receiving overtime pay and a meal allowance for working overtime made him feel acknowledged for the first time.

Compared to the dark days at Quick Recovery Clinic, it felt like heaven after hell.

"Niuniu, Mommy’s going to change, then we’ll go home! Pack your books and homework into your bag first."

Tang Ping was happy to hear they could get off work.

Niuniu was equally delighted.

"Yay! We can go home!"

She clapped her hands in joy, showing a rare moment of child-like vivacity.

But when she noticed Xiaogao looking over, she immediately lowered her head to avoid his gaze.

Her personality was actually quite introverted.

"Boss, here’s the list of today’s sold medications. Those marked with a ’Gao’ were sold by Dr. Gao."

Tang Ping handed the daily report to Li Jingsheng.

This served as a reference for monthly performance commission settlements.

Tang Ping could earn commissions on medication sales, except ordinary treatment drugs. Health supplements had the highest commission rates.

Tonic medicines also had a commission, but due to lower profits, the commission was significantly lower.

Li Jingsheng knew the benefit of shared profits over stinginess and was never reluctant to give appropriate commission incentives.

He took the report from Tang Ping and looked it over.

"Oh, Xiaogao sold eleven orders, and five customers bought three or more boxes at once, impressive!"

Li Jingsheng was amazed, which soon turned to happiness.

Even though Xiaogao successfully sold three boxes of anti-aging medicine by persuading an elderly woman a few days ago, Li Jingsheng thought he must have exerted all his efforts to do so.

Seeing he had only been working for a little over four hours since joining after 3 PM, and had already sold eleven orders of health and tonic medicine, his business acumen was unexpectedly impressive!

"Hehe, the boss overpraises me! It’s all thanks to Sister Tang’s guidance."

Xiaogao gave a goofy trademark grin, scratching his head without any signs of arrogance.

"Dr. Gao indeed has talent. Those elderly patients give me headaches, but he handles them with ease. His success rate is high. I should learn from him, not the other way around."

Tang Ping reached the room’s threshold and smiled as she praised Xiaogao.

It seemed their relationship was quite harmonious.