Because Zhao Xiuli saw Mo Xiao thinking seriously, if she hadn't thought about this before, she wouldn't have thought about such things, so she would have refused directly.

"How is it, does what I said make sense?" Zhao Xiuli carefully inquired about it.

"Well, it makes some sense."

Zhao Xiuli was about to cheer, but she heard Mo Xiao continue to say: "But the clinic is not a rouge shop after all, so there must be differences in the practice."

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhao Xiuli was looking forward to it. Could it be that Mo Xiao had a more perfect approach?

Mo Xiao thought for a while and suddenly asked Licorice: "How many patients did you see in total this morning?"

“There are fifteen in total.”

"Well, today is the first day. Many patients came to seek medical treatment because of yesterday's incident, so difficult and complicated diseases account for half of them. There will not be so many such difficult and complicated diseases every day, but the number of other common diseases will also increase accordingly. That is to say, the number of outpatient clinics in the future is generally about twelve in the morning, and in the afternoon, it should be about eight. Then we can use the method you just mentioned to make a fool of ourselves and control the number of limited diagnosis, which will not affect the patient's consultation, but also increase the illusion of supply and demand in the clinic."

"Oh, I understand." Zhao Xiuli pointed at Mo Xiao and smiled bitterly, "So you are a master. This abacus is even more sophisticated than me. Why didn't I see this before? I really underestimate you."

Licorice was confused. Did the lady just say how to do it? Why didn't she know? And the key point was that it seemed that Miss Zhao knew. Licorice suddenly felt very hurt. In terms of closeness, it must be that she had a kiss with the lady, but Miss Zhao understood the lady's meaning, but she didn't understand it yet.

"Don't worry about that, call me a good lady, let me tell you." Seeing that Licorice's cute little face was almost wrinkled into old tree bark, Zhao Xiuli kindly pointed out a clear way for her.

"Hmph, there's no need for Miss Zhao, you just want to ask my lady." Licorice pouted into a bun.

What else Zhao Xiuli wanted to say? She heard her mother Li poking her head out of the kitchen and shouting: "Miss, Miss Zhao, don't just talk, let's have a meal first."

Zhao Xiuli woke up. Oh, Mo Xiao hadn't eaten yet, but she pulled her to talk in the corridor for a long time.

"Let's go and eat, people think food is the most important thing. No matter how big the matter is, it's not just about eating."

Zhao Xiuli stopped talking, pulled Mo Xiao and ran to the flower hall.

*

In the afternoon, when the Mo Family Hospital opened again, a wooden sign was added next to the door.

It says: The clinic will be opened at four o'clock in the morning, the clinic will be closed between two o'clock in the afternoon and two o'clock in the morning, and the clinic will be suspended at two o'clock in the morning. The daily visits are limited to twenty o'clock in the morning, twelve in the morning and eight o'clock in the afternoon. Unless the emergency department is urgent, it will not be an exception.

In modern times, we start work at 8:00 in the morning, get off work at 5:30 in the afternoon, and temporarily leave from 11:30 to 1:30 in the afternoon, which is the time for lunch and lunch break.

Mo Xiao was very satisfied with this schedule. It was similar to her working rhythm in that world, and she didn't have to work night shifts. I just didn't know if it was because Chinese medicine itself was more brain-intensive, or if Mo Xiao was not used to the diagnosis and treatment methods based on Chinese medicine. After seeing fifteen patients in one morning, she obviously felt that her brain power was not enough, so for the quality of diagnosis and treatment, it was also necessary to limit the flow.

After reading the brand of licorice, I understood why Miss Zhao Xiuli said that the lady was very good at making a perfect plan. Although it was limited, it was actually compared to the limit given by the outpatient clinic that day. Basically, it was the turn of those who came to the clinic for treatment, and the emergency department was not included in this limit.

After seeing this brand, Licorice also realized the importance of studying medicine. If she had learned it, she could at least help the lady share some mild patients. She had already made up her mind to study hard and improve every day. At this time, her heart was extremely firm. She must become a female doctor in order to help the lady share her worries and problems.

"Miss, drink some flower tea." Licorice took advantage of the gap between Mo Xiao's patients and handed over a cup of freshly brewed tea. Before becoming a female doctor, she had to do the homework that a maid should do.

"Well, it smells so good, it has the taste of peach blossoms, roses, peony, and it also adds some winter honey. The idea of ​​licorice is just a coincidence." Mo Xiao held the teacup and took a sip, and praised him sincerely.

"Hehe, how can you think about licorice besides the lady's trick? The lady drinks the flower tea made from licorice in just one sip. The lady makes licorice, and it's good to guess half of the ingredients."

Holding the teacup, Mo Xiao was moved by the words of licorice.

She also liked to drink all kinds of tea in that world, but she could not taste such a fine taste before. Not only her taste, but also her body. In that world, although she loved sports, she was born with a weak physical fitness and even had her physical examinations around the passing line. Her mother comforted her that it might be because she had suffocated while she was in the womb, and her body would naturally be almost there.

After traveling to Mo Xiao's body, she felt a refreshing feeling, and she was indescribably comfortable and comfortable. Her sense of taste, smell, and body coordination were better than before. She even thought that maybe she could turn it around empty-handedly like a fat man after learning martial arts for a few days.

In early spring, it was still a little cool, and the warm temperature of the teacup warmed Mo Xiao's hands a lot. While warming her hands, she thought that she had not saved the Milky Way, but God gave her such a good figure and reborn and traveled through time. She really treated her well.

"By the way, Miss, after the morning incident, will there be no one in the clinic come to cause trouble again?"

Licorice's words pulled Mo Xiao back in the sacred tour.

Mo Xiao looked at licorice. The little girl was obviously still a little scared, worried that those people would make a comeback.

"I can only say that at least some people are temporarily relieved." Mo Xiao told the truth, not wanting to give her peace of mind.

"Did the lady say there will be someone else coming to cause trouble?"

"Of course there are, that part of the ones are the most difficult to deal with. There are only two types of troubles in the house. One is to only seek money and mainly extortion, just like those who came in the morning; the other is to suppress the clinic, making it impossible for the clinic to open a normal clinic. This is usually done by peers and cannot even solve the problem."

"Ah!" After listening to Mo Xiao's analysis, Licorice felt that the heart he had just fallen to raise up again.

"Don't be afraid. If they dare to come, they will not dare to come again. Come and treat each other. Miss. I have a solution." Mo Xiao squeezed his eyes at Licorice.

Be clear about difficulties, be brave enough to face them, and have the confidence to be winners, that's what they have to do.

Licorice was about to say something when someone came in at the door.

Cao Cao really can't say it, he will be there after he says it.

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Reasonable work schedules are responsible for oneself, for one's work, and for the patients. Xingchen does not agree with overwork.
Chapter completed!