“This is the end of the year!

The leaders in the factory are worried about visiting brother units this year.”

"What's there to worry about? Our steel rolling mill is not short of money." Zhang Yan chuckled.

Giving gifts during the Chinese New Year is a etiquette passed down from China for thousands of years.

Ordinary people visit each other and give gifts to celebrate the festival. The leaders in the factory also need to visit from multiple sources. The superiors and brother units all need to visit and give gifts to celebrate the festival.

Also, employees in the factory also need to pay holiday benefits.

"It's true that we don't have money. The key is that every year there are all those things, and every unit has those things, including chicken, duck, fish, fish, oil, rice, flour, and other things.

We ordinary people will definitely not think that there are too many of these things, but if those leaders collect too many such things, they will not be more uncommon.

Therefore, the leaders are thinking about how to find another way.

Originally, I thought about your medicinal wine. If it was fast, it would be very good to deliver medicinal wine and could save a lot of money." Lao Liang explained patiently.

According to Lao Liang's words, he suggested giving medicinal wine, mainly to save money, and also to be dissatisfied with the leaders' gifts.

"Actually, our skin care ointment makes the packaging more refined, and it is very good to be a souvenir when visiting." Zhang Yan suggested with a smile.

"You're talking about the ointment that wipes your face?"

"Yes! I just don't bother to name it, give a better name, such as Baicao Skin Care Cream, Hibiscus Moisturizer, and Lingqing Jade Skin Pearl Whitening Dew. Look at this, is the level coming out? If you add another one in front

The prefix, the palace secret recipe, isn’t it more stylish?” Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Well! You said that, that's true.

OK, let’s go back and I talk to Director Yang.” Lao Liang said with a satisfied smile.

After talking about the main business, Zhang Yan did not stay at Lao Liang for too long. He returned to his office and continued to read and study.

Today is a good day, and few people are seeing the doctor.

Zhang Yan thought proudly for a moment, quickly held his breath and continued reading.

I dare not mutter this.

The god of the outpatient clinic can't help but say, "If you dare to say, there is no patient, you must make a big deal."

As the afternoon came, a patient came.

It was pulled by a cart. After the cart was pulled into the hospital yard, two young men carried a door panel to lift the patient up.

"Doctor, doctor, let me show it to my dad!" A middle-aged man broke into Zhang Yan's office and shouted in a crying voice.

"Don't worry, don't worry. I'll see now!" Zhang Yan quickly comforted.

He was impressed by this middle-aged man, including the patients.

It was the patient whose lumbar spine was twisted into a twist. He was afraid of spending money and refused to receive hospitalization.

"What's going on with your father now?"

"My father, my lower limbs are swollen now, and people can no longer walk..."

"Oh!" Zhang Yan couldn't help but sigh.

He had expected this result.

The lumbar disc herniation, the lumbar spine twists and compresses the nerves, resulting in poor circulation of qi and blood, and naturally swelling of the lower limbs.

Zhang Yan reached out and pressed it on his leg, pressing it one by one, showing how severe the swelling is.

If you delay it for a while, you won’t need to be treated, and the entire lower limbs will die.

"You carry the person to the examination bed. I will give the old man a massage first to loosen his muscles and restore his qi and blood to run!" Zhang Yan ordered the old man's son.

"Okay, okay! Doctor, this time we will treat it as much as you say, and we will listen to you!" the middle-aged man hurriedly promised.

Zhang Yan shook his head helplessly. Now he knows that he has listened to the doctor, what have you done long ago?

Zhang Yan didn't say anything, and first gave the old man a waist massage, and he did it himself.

The old man's situation is quite complicated, and he is afraid that Zhao Shengli and the others will not be sure of it.

The muscles on both sides of the old man's lumbar vertebrae are as stiff as stones.

This old man didn't know how to endure it. This kind of nerve compression pain is more unbearable than ordinary pain.

At this time, the old man did not object to hospitalization, mainly because he had fallen into a semi-coma state.

Zhang Yan used some massage techniques such as point, pressing, rubbing, pushing, shaking, etc. to loosen the muscles in the waist for the elderly to loosen and untie them, and no longer hold the spine tightly.

Only when the muscles are loose and no longer stiff can the purpose of relieving the penis and adhesion of the lumbar spine to the nerves and making the blood flow smoother.

It took Zhang Yan more than half an hour to massage him to restore blood circulation.

The old man lying on the examination bed made a comfortable moan.

"I'm not hospitalized, my illness is just like this. Give me a painkiller injection and let me die comfortably." The old man opened his mouth and shouted before he opened his eyes.

"Doctor, don't listen to my father, he's too confused.

You can treat it as you say! We all listen to you!" The middle-aged man said solemnly to Zhang Yan without listening to the old man.

Zhang Yan washed his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

It is harder to do massage for the elderly than to do ten waist massages in a row.

His physical fitness was so good that he could sweat.

"Please carry your father to the ward upstairs first! Be hospitalized first, and I will give him acupuncture later." Zhang Yan explained.

"Okay doctor!" Zhang Yan opened a hospitalization procedure.

The middle-aged man went out with the hospitalization slip, walked around and returned to the office, "Doctor, where can I go through the hospitalization procedures?"

The middle-aged man was stunned by the question of Zhang Yan.

yes!

Where to go through the hospitalization procedures?

It seems that my hospital does not have the inpatient department.

"Liang Yan, you are responsible for this and establish a hospitalization file for the patient." Zhang Yan swept around his five apprentices and explained to Liang Yan.

"I understand Brother Zhang!" Liang Yan quickly stood up and agreed.

"Comrade, our hospital is targeted at our factory employees, so there is no inpatient department or anything like that. Just carry your father and follow our doctor upstairs!" Zhang Yan explained with a smile.

Liang Yan brought the middle-aged man to the second floor.

"Just this room! It's easier for you to go up and down next to the stairs." Liang Yan opened a ward and said to the middle-aged man.

"Thank you, Doctor!" The middle-aged man looked at the ward and thanked him.

Although it sounds a bit unreliable, the ward is quite clean, the bedding on the bed is thick, and the room is very warm.

"Doctor, how do you pay the hospitalization fee?" The middle-aged man asked another question.

Liang Yan was stunned for a moment before speaking hurriedly: "Don't worry about the hospitalization fee, wait for Dr. Zhang to finish treating your father after he has seen the disease."
Chapter completed!