Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic-Chapter 288 - 163: The Cruelty of Society—Even Waiting Numbers Are Almost Needed

Chapter 288: Chapter 163: The Cruelty of Society—Even Waiting Numbers Are Almost Needed

Being unexpectedly able to reach an entry-level diagnosis in thoracic medicine is definitely a good thing.

Pulmonary medicine diagnosis is essentially equivalent to thoracic medicine diagnosis.

Having both internal medicine and surgical skills can provide significant advantages in diagnosis, rescue, and surgery.

It’s like being adept in both internal and external skills, balanced and strong, definitely better than only knowing one technique.

Li Jingsheng fell into a deep sleep, and before eight the next morning, he printed a recruitment ad and posted it outside the clinic.

Xiaogao and Tang Ping saw it, but they didn’t say much.

Instead, they felt that the boss continually recruiting was a good thing.

Siying came to work with a canvas backpack, looked at the recruitment ad, and her face turned somewhat gloomy.

"Boss, I wasn’t late for work on purpose, there was traffic on the road, so I was delayed a moment."

She thought Li Jingsheng was dissatisfied with her and wanted to hire someone to replace her.

Now it’s five past eight, which means she’s five minutes late.

"If there’s often traffic on the road, you can try getting up ten minutes earlier, go inside and start working!"

Li Jingsheng didn’t blame her, but gently offered her some advice.

Being late is certainly not right.

If there’s a problem, you need to find ways to overcome and solve it yourself.

At this moment, someone approached Li Jingsheng to greet him.

"Dr. Li, good morning! Have you had breakfast?"

"I have!"

"The other day, my dad got free eggs at your clinic and said they were delicious. He might have caught a cold last night, his head is a bit dizzy, and he specifically asked me to buy some cold medicine from your clinic for him."

The man appeared to be in his forties, dressed quite ordinarily.

He had a smile on his face.

During the clinic’s anniversary event, although Li Jingsheng didn’t lose money, he didn’t gain any major benefits either.

However, as time passed, he found that giving away free eggs, disinfectants, and other items had won over some people’s hearts.

One thing is, the Sunshine Clinic’s influence in the local community has risen.

He could clearly feel this.

Normally when going out to eat or such, he occasionally hears people discussing the Sunshine Clinic.

Furthermore, after appearing in newspapers and on television, there are an amazing number of people adding praise to it. Everywhere you can hear voices of praise and people vindicating the Sunshine Clinic.

Even though Mr. Kuang had already apologized through the news, the affected group was still a small portion.

Usually, everyone is busy working and making money, who cares if the Sunshine Clinic was wrongfully accused!

But with help from others promoting and vindicating, the effect is significantly different.

Additionally, many like this family member came specifically to the Sunshine Clinic to buy medicine or see a doctor, patronizing the clinic isn’t uncommon.

People are less inclined to take advantage of others when they’re indebted.

Most people remember favors.

"How old is your dad? Does he have a cold?"

Li Jingsheng did not dare to prescribe medicine carelessly.

Selling two boxes of cold medicine doesn’t make much money, and if something goes wrong, the loss is significant.

"It should be a cold, he’s had similar experiences before."

"Then tell me about his symptoms and condition, and if there are any underlying conditions like high blood pressure or diabetes, let me know as well."

After inquiring, Li Jingsheng eventually felt there was no problem and sold two boxes of cold medicine to the man.

He advised that if there was no effect after taking them, or if there were any unusual reactions, to immediately go to a hospital.

As time passed, he became increasingly busy.

There were already eleven patients lined up to see him.

This kind of bustling scene still made him quite happy.

He attentively diagnosed each patient and then prescribed medicine.

"Why are you cutting in line?"

"Doctor, my child has a bit of stomach pain, please check on him first!"

The queue erupted in a conflict.

A young man with a child squeezed to the consultation desk, requesting to see the doctor first.

His child appeared to be six or seven years old, with a slightly pained expression on his face.

"Why should your kid’s stomach ache be treated first? Do you understand the concept of first come, first served? Everyone here is sick too, is your kid particularly precious?"

"And believe it or not, I’ll hit you?"

The young man with the child was quite burly, rolling up his sleeves to reveal a Green Dragon tattoo on his arm.

This guy is a Left Green Dragon, Right White Tiger, isn’t he?

He likely relies heavily on his intimidating presence.

Most ordinary people are inherently unwilling to cause trouble, and upon seeing this kind of character, they instinctively become fearful and try to avoid him.

"Hit me, go on, try hitting! If I don’t crash at your home and eat for three years, I’ll take your last name."

The sixty-something old man was not easily intimidated.

He wasn’t indulgent towards this tattooed guy.

"Doctor, don’t mind him, check my son first and prescribe some medicine."

The tattooed man urged again.

"I’m sorry, unless it involves a critical condition, everyone must queue. This gentleman was right earlier, everyone is enduring pain to come here for treatment, please be understanding and queue at the back, which can also set a good example for your son."

Li Jingsheng refused to let the man cut in line.

"It’s just a lousy clinic, are you feeling proud?" The tattooed man glared at Li Jingsheng, his eyes hostile.

But he quickly realized that this young doctor was like a rock in the heart of a river, unwavering.

He even felt a sense of fearless confidence and calm from Li Jingsheng’s gaze.

The tattooed man chickened out.

"Son, let’s go."

He spat thickly on the ground, holding the child’s hand as they stormed away.

Li Jingsheng truly wasn’t afraid of this man.

If he had dared to make a move earlier, Li Jingsheng would have certainly taught him a lesson with pepper spray.

Nonetheless, the issue of patient cutting in line served as a wake-up call for Li Jingsheng; he needed to find a solution.

To resolve such issues, hospitals not only have nurses and security guards to maintain order, but they’ve also introduced automatic queue machines.