Practicing Medical Skills in a Small Clinic

"After you finish work, go have dinner first, and then I’ll go with you to pick up the stuff."

Her luggage isn’t much, but there are quite a few books, and they’re rather heavy.

Her new place is right near the clinic, so Li Jingsheng can help carry some things.

Medical students’ books, especially in the clinical field, there’s really a lot.

Every graduation season, a strange phenomenon happens in the dormitories or review rooms of medical schools; people often faint and need rescue.

Li Jingsheng never fainted during that time, but he felt like he went through a disaster.

He thought it was much harder than the college entrance exam.

Western medicine has only been developing for two hundred years, but with the rapid advancement of human science and technology, its growth doesn’t lag behind traditional Chinese medicine.

All types of medical knowledge are well organized and continually refined towards deeper areas of medical studies.

Where human medicine will ultimately head in the future, no one can say for sure.

"Great, great, it’ll be much easier to move with Master and Mistress helping out."

Han Siying was delighted to hear Li Jingsheng would help her move and clapped her hands.

"I can help you move things, but forget about Mistress. You may not worry about her, but I do! I can’t bear to let her do heavy lifting. Plus, she’s extremely tired from work; once she gets home, she won’t be going out again."

Li Jingsheng’s words greatly pleased Ou Qinglan.

Her face showed a happy, sweet smile.

After dealing with Han Siying’s matters, Li Jingsheng looked at the others, "Everyone worked hard today, you can finish up and head home!"

Tang Ping, Xiaogao, Wang Zongxiao, and Meng Luo all greeted each other and ended their workday.

Han Siying also went out for dinner.

Only Dr. Shao Bing seemed troubled.

"Boss, I’m really sorry about today, it brought a lot of trouble to your clinic..."

"Old Shao, Old Shao, there you go again! First, let’s correct something: the clinic isn’t just my clinic, it’s everyone’s clinic. And as for today’s issue, you hold no responsibility, instead you should be rewarded. From the bits of information gathered from the police’s words, it seems the family was likely deceived. If the family really turns out to be unappreciative, the clinic will give you an explanation."

This time, participating in the skill competition, Li Jingsheng saw a great increase in perspective and knowledge.

He witnessed the power of teamwork.

No matter how strong one person is, there’s a limit; at best, they’re just a renowned doctor.

But when a medical team is excellent, its power is especially strong.

The things that can be accomplished are beyond imagination.

In the future, Sunshine Clinic would be like a super medical team, led by him, developing numerous outstanding teams.

For instance, Xiaogao will be specializing in pharmaceutical sales.

Tang Ping will take charge of postoperative care, daily nursing duties, and recruit nurses, arranging their schedules.

Then Meng Luo will gradually focus on surgical nursing work.

Shao Bing would specialize in diagnosing internal medical diseases.

If Wang Zongxiao performs well, Shao Bing can decide whether to prioritize his cultivation.

Han Siying is the kind of output talent the clinic nurtures and she will eventually leave.

She’ll be taught as much as possible.

Primarily with a focus on medical ethics, and skills based on personal aptitude.

This is the preliminary plan for Sunshine Clinic’s development given Li Jingsheng’s improved perspective and vision.

It’s somewhat like building a battleship.

The ultimate goal is an integrated aircraft carrier fleet.

Whether this can be achieved, no one can say for sure.

Anyway, as long as they try hard, that’s enough.

"Meeting such a good boss like you is the luckiest thing in my life, Shao Bing. Unless you fire me in the future, I’ll never talk about resigning again."

Shao Bing could only think of one saying at this moment: to die for the one who truly understands you.

Meeting Li Jingsheng made him truly feel the warmth of a collective, and that long-lost feeling of human kindness.

"Hurry home for dinner! By the way, try to interact more with your wife. Women sometimes need to be coaxed a bit. Such a good wife, you wouldn’t want her always feeling lonely and sad, right? I noticed her gray hair showing everywhere. You didn’t manage to give her happiness in the past years, you should provide her with happiness in her later years. You’re not that young, and if you don’t act now, I hate to say it, but if something happened to you one day, wouldn’t that be a huge regret?"

Li Jingsheng is nearly half the age of Shao Bing.

Yet, at this moment, he had to lecture Dr. Shao Bing in this old-fashioned manner.

It’s not that he likes preaching, but as the boss, he must ensure every employee’s family is stable and life is peaceful and secure. Only then can they work at ease.

Shao Bing’s wife is a good woman with a tough life.

After marrying Shao Bing, she hasn’t had much of happiness.

In the later years, due to Shao Bing’s personal heroism and chauvinism, they divorced.

Shao Bing’s intention was to avoid burdening the family, to prevent his wife and kids from being saddled with debt.

But he never considered his wife and child’s feelings.

The wife divorced without owing debt, but a single mother raising a child is more painful than having debt.

If Shao Bing wasn’t so chauvinistic, they wouldn’t have had to divorce, and he could have figured out a way to earn money to pay off the debts.

"Boss is right, I’ll text her tomorrow and ask her over for dinner."

Shao Bing genuinely admired and respected Li Jingsheng, he was utterly convinced.

"Why wait until tomorrow? Can’t do it today? Also, if you can call, don’t text. You’re not strangers, isn’t calling more direct?"