The process of boiling traditional Chinese medicine is very complicated, especially now that it is necessary to take out large batches of decoctions at one time, which requires multiple links and multiple people to participate, and the project volume is very huge. For example:

All kinds of Chinese medicinal materials were taken from the clinic to Huimin Pharmacy Bureau, and a group of workers were required to transport them. After all, this sack is made of sacks;

Many medicinal materials need to be processed on site before they can be used. They are ground, cut and grinded, which requires a group of friends;

Traditional Chinese medicine pays attention to one dose, and after receiving the medicine, it must be weighed, sorted, and filled one by one. This requires a group of people.

Take the medicinal materials to decoct. By mastering the heat, adding wood charcoal, and replacing water at any time, a large number of people are needed.

After cooking the medicine, pour it into a bowl, and then taking it to the ward to serve the patients and drink it. This is another large group of guys.

In addition, ward care, taking care of patients, and cleaning, are still a large number of people.

So although each family has only fifty patients, the doctors involved in medical treatment will have more than the number of patients, and command is a difficult problem.

This is another "temporary hospital C", so it would be strange if you don't have any trouble.

On the contrary, Chen Buer was much more relaxed, just like the nurses in the hospitalization department in later generations, he pushed a small cart, "Come on, I took medicine on bed 28, woke up on bed 34, and took this medicine first."

Efficient and simple, convenient and easy to use, one for ten.

As for the people from the other seven clinics, they were still busy preparing decoctions. After working all morning, only some patients received the medicine.

Let’s not talk about the efficacy of Chinese and Western medicines for now, but this efficiency is much worse.

After finishing his own business, Chen Buer wiped his hands with hand sanitizer while humming Peking Opera to watch the fun of several other stores:

"This letter came from a coincidence, God helped Huang Zhong to work hard..."

Pan Mingguang was looking at the stove, his face covered in burnt dust. He opened the lid from time to time to look at it, and his teeth were grinning.

Chen Buer whistled, "Are you busy?"

When Pan Mingguang saw the idle Chen Buer, he was so angry that he was also a playboy. Why is the gap so big?

"Damn, bitch, why don't you go to help? You still have the intention to wander around. You, you, you, aren't you trying to steal my secret recipe? Let me tell you, unless you buy it with the money, don't think about it!"

Chen Buer raised his middle finger at him and looked around:

"Where is your girl? And the relative from Yingtian Mansion?"

"My family has twenty female patients. Mingyue and my mother are treating them. Cousin Yu is placing medicine. Are you asking him for trouble?"

"It's okay, you keep going, it's dirty like a little cat. Pay attention to hygiene and be sure to operate aseptic. Be careful of the hospital infection department causing trouble for you."

Chen Buer wandered to the ward of the "Baoyao Forest" clinic again. Zhu Lichen was coming in from outside with a few bags of Chinese medicine on his back. It was already late autumn, and his head and body were covered in sweat.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Lichen, I usually have to read more books. Look, I have suffered a loss of not being educated now? The medical student of the Imperial College and the legitimate son of the medical family have actually become a hard worker. Oh, my family is unfortunate."

Zhu Lichen was so tired that he was still sarcastic about Chen Buer, so angry that he threw the medicine bag and chased him:

"Chen Buer, I'll fight with you...~~~~~~"

The two of them had been playing and quarreling for a long time and came to Xuanxingtang's ward. They saw Du Zongzhe covering his nose with a strip of cloth, and changing the patient's pants in the ward with disgust. It was obvious that the man had defecated.

Du Zongzhe, the old man who was used to being a good man, is now actually giving him shit and urine, which makes him cry.

But there was nothing he could do. He didn't understand the medical skills and didn't know the medicinal materials, so he could only do some nursing work.

Chen Buer and Zhu Lichen stood outside the window, shook their heads together:

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, Azhe, I usually have to read more books. Look, I have suffered a loss of not being educated now? The medical student of the Imperial College has actually fallen into washing diapers. Oh, it's a misfortune to the family.

When Du Zongzhe heard this, he felt like he wanted to die, and tears flowed out, "Seventh Brother, Zhu Brother, save me~~~"

Chen Buer quickly flashed:

"Azhe, it's not that my brother won't help you. You should do it yourself to change your diapers and wipe your butts, bye~~~"

Chen Buer slowly swayed to the ward where the bed in charge of "Gushengtang".

Relatively speaking, among the eight clinics, Gushengtang has certain advantages. Their secret recipe "Meisu Wan" is very famous for stopping diarrhea, and is even used as a tribute.

The main symptom of bacterial dysentery is diarrhea, so the Cui family is very confident about this "being bravely won the first place and taking the lead".

Cui Boye and Cui Bohe were unhappy when they saw Chen Buer holding his hands behind his back and leaning out in front of their ward like a street runner.

"Chen Buer, what are you looking at? My family has never taught you. Don't ask about the exclusive secret recipes you have with you, and don't steal them at will?"

Chen Buer was not annoyed and asked softly:

"Hey, how are you doing here? Are there anyone who is critically ill? I heard that a patient died in Nanshantang just now, but the head of the Ye family was getting angry."

Cui Boye smiled contemptuously:

"They are them, we are us, Gushengtang is the largest medical clinic in Bianliang. How can you compare to the second and third-rate small clinics? Don't worry, our patients in charge of the bed are getting better."

Chen Buer curled his lips: "Stop bragging. Your family doesn't even have an imperial physician. What's the largest medical clinic? Have you ever asked the Pan family of Quanmingtang?"

"you……"

Cui Boye and Cui Bohe both blushed, thinking that chatting with Chen Buer was so irritating that he could chat to death every time.

Chen Buer just wandered around and felt confident when he returned to his ward.

All families are fighting for family honors. It seems that Gushengdo should be the leader, while Nanshantang is already behind. Of course, all the families can't compare with Jingshido.

Chen’s family uses modern Western medicine and strengthens environmental disinfection and patient care. These are the standards of Grade A hospitals. Chen Buer doesn’t believe it anymore and can’t get a small amount of dysentery.

As for Mr. Wu Zhiye, he took the remaining students of the Imperial College to the on-site internship for the treatment of major clinics.

"This time you are also a great blessing in disgrace. Eight major clinics took action at the same time. Each of them has their own treatment characteristics, so I hope you can read more, learn more, ask if you don't understand, and compare the advantages and disadvantages of each treatment, what are the shortcomings, etc.

When this wave of plague is over, the eight major clinics will be clear. You can check your investigation notes and do you think it matches your expectations? Then remember which patients should use what prescriptions. This is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Do you understand?"
Chapter completed!