A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

Yu Lingling came back to her senses and said: "Just now when you were chatting with someone inside, he asked me if I would go to the community hospital for a consultation in a few days, so I told him, and then he left after sitting there for a while. .”

Zhang Lan nodded and said: "Next time someone makes an appointment, you must remember to tell them clearly in advance to avoid making the trip in vain."

Yu Lingling said with some frustration: "But since you asked me to tell people that you would go to the community hospital for treatment, we have had several patients here cancel their appointments and not come to see the doctor. What should we do if this continues?"

"Don't worry, isn't this a good thing? It shows that some people come to us for acupuncture and really grit their teeth before coming to see a doctor. It will be good for such people to go to the community hospital for treatment." Zhang Lan comforted with a smile.

Yu Lingling said quickly: "How can this be the same? Isn't this just the community taking advantage of us? Four times a month, just count as thirty patients, tens of thousands a month are gone."

"Lingling will also settle the accounts. Money is not important. Even if you don't go to see a doctor, not as many people come to us for treatment as you think. Just because you go to a community hospital for treatment doesn't mean you will come to us." Zhang Lan explained simply .

Yu Lingling curled her lips and sat on a chair nearby without saying anything. Seeing this, Zhang Lan continued: "It's okay, but it may have some impact at first. Lingling, you will know later."

Seeing Yu Lingling starting to lower her head to write the outpatient diary, Zhang Lan stopped explaining. Indeed, in a short period of time, going to the community hospital for consultation had a great impact on Zhang Lan’s acupuncture clinic.

But over time, the help to Zhang Lan will definitely have a much greater impact than the current loss of income. In modern society, when you have a certain amount of money and want to have more influence, money plays the least role among many things.

The afternoon was already fully booked, but after Zhang Lan and Yu Lingling explained that they would make it clear to every patient who made an appointment and saw a doctor in the community hospital in a few days, the whole afternoon, after Zheng Lanyue left, they could no longer No one came.

Zhang Lan was bored and thought about it for a while before calling Wen Ran back. Zhang Lan simply said that Zheng Lanyue came here to see a doctor in the name of Wen Ran, so he sent a WeChat message to ask what was going on.

Wen Ran smiled and explained a few words on the phone. As Zhang Lan thought, the relationship between the two was average. On weekdays, we only occasionally drink and chat, and we often see each other and sit down to have a meal together.

There is no particularly deep friendship. The two of them are not in the same circle. They were just like-minded friends when they first started hanging out.

Later, when they grew up, each of them encountered different things, and each of them was in a different environment, so the friendship gradually faded away.

Wen Ran said a few words casually, and Zhang Lan simply understood that the relationship between the two was not bad in the past, but now they can only be regarded as ordinary friends.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Lan stood up from the sofa and walked to the kitchen to see what Qin Yongjun had cooked for the evening.

While eating, Qin Yongjun asked: "When I was cooking in the kitchen just now, why did I hear you calling someone to inquire about the situation? What happened?"

"It's okay. There's just a man who came to see a doctor today under the guise of Wen Ran, so I called him to find out what's going on." Zhang Lan said casually while eating.

"Oh, Wen Ran has a lot of friends. She usually likes to take care of things, and there are many people who know her. Maybe she doesn't even know who some of them are if you ask her." Qin Yongjun thought it was someone who wanted Zhang Lan for free under the guise of Wen Ran. The doctor opened his mouth and explained a few words.

"It's okay, she's here to see a doctor and nothing else." Zhang Lan didn't say much.

After dinner, while sitting on the sofa watching TV, Zhang Lan and Qin Yongjun mentioned their intention to renovate the acupuncture parlor next to them.

"It's only been a year since it was renovated. Is it going to be renovated again now?" Qin Yongjun asked casually.

Zhang Lan and Qin Yongjun explained the reason. They wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to go to the community hospital for consultation to directly transform the acupuncture hall into a slightly higher-end medical place.

"The place next door isn't big, so what can it be renovated into?" Qin Yongjun said with a smile.

"That's why I'm telling you, have you been to a private club like that?"

Seeing Qin Yongjun nodding, Zhang Lan continued: "In the future, I want to transform the acupuncture parlor next door into a private club. For ordinary medical treatment, go to the community hospital, and only treat difficult and complicated diseases here."

Seeing Zhang Lan's serious look, Qin Yongjun thought for a while and said, "The place next door is a bit small. It's best to find another place. If nothing else, it's best to have one with a size of four to five hundred square meters."

"It can't be that big." Qin Yongjun's words made Zhang Lan unable to react for a while.

However, Qin Yongjun figured something out and said enthusiastically: "Of course it needs such a big place. Since you are going high-end, you have to have almost everything you need. Not to mention too many parking places, at least three cars must be parked. Around. There needs to be a suitable courtyard, a reception area and a leisure area in the room. The treatment room cannot be what it is now, and the space must be at least fifty square meters."

Qin Yongjun counted with Zhang Lan on her fingers. The more she talked, the more excited she got. Zhang Lan quickly stopped her and said: "The more you talk, the more exaggerated you are. Why did I just listen to what you said? It's just a club. I'm just using it." If you come here for treatment alone, you don’t need such a big place.”

"Why can't you do it? Let's not talk about it now. After your certificate of practicing Chinese medicine is obtained in two years and the scope of treatment is expanded, it will be difficult for one person to boil medicine, acupuncture and prescribe medicine. You will need at least a few helpers. Bar?"

Seeing Zhang Lan nod, Qin Yongjun continued: "The acupuncture parlor next door is still being renovated, but it's time to consider a new place. Otherwise, it will not be easy for you to find a suitable house when the time comes. This is all done in advance. . Among other things, some houses in suitable locations have been rented out for decades at a time, so if you want to find a good place, you simply can’t find it.”

Zhang Lan waved her hand and said: "No, we don't need a good place here, just find a place casually, as long as transportation and parking are convenient, and the surrounding environment is quiet."

"This is a clinic. We must find a suitable location while we can make money now. Once we choose a location, we may not move it for decades. How can we just find a place casually." Qin Yongjun said quietly.

'Um', Zhang Lan was silent for a moment, and then said: "Let's settle the matter at the acupuncture parlor next door first. If my specialty certificate is less than five years old, I won't be able to pass the exam for the Traditional Chinese Medicine Practitioner Certificate."

After chatting hurriedly, Qin Yongjun sat on the sofa and chatted with Zhang Lan. Zhang Lan didn't pay attention at first, watching the news on TV and answering casually. But as Qin Yongjun's questions became more and more sharp, Zhang Lan felt that something was wrong for a while.