Overtime
"There sure are a lot of people today!"
The afternoon had really worn Wei Jin, the Chinese medicine doctor, out. As he spoke, he shook out his hands.
His work involved more than just inspection, listening and smelling, inquiry, and pulse-taking. He also had to perform massage, acupressure, acupuncture, cupping, and a whole series of other procedures. Just inserting and twisting the needles had left his fingers sore and swollen. It was no easy workload.
Being a Chinese medicine doctor, a profession considered an all-rounder's field, was no easy job. Anyone who thought doctors simply sat in air-conditioned rooms, tapping away at computers and writing prescriptions had it all wrong.
A hundred years ago, Chinese medicine practitioners often had to train in martial arts to strengthen their bodies, learn to climb cliffs with their bare hands, and fight tigers, leopards, and wolves so they could venture into the mountains to gather herbs, process them, and combine them into prescriptions. Later on, if they couldn't fight, seize power, and join the revolution, they probably wouldn't have survived either. The dire employment situation at the time had forced them into it.
"We've used up nearly a third of our medicines. We need to replenish them in time, or we may not have enough tomorrow."
Pediatrician Sun Shuhui had a moment to spare, but he didn't take a break. Instead, he began tallying the supplies they had brought and how much they had used.
Fortunately, Li Bai had brought along an extra wireless laser printer, a 4G wireless router, a 16-port switch, and a small mini PC. By setting up a local network and using hospital management software to coordinate the medicine inventory, prescriptions, and billing, they'd greatly reduced the workload and could get the data they needed right away.
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