My daily work as a doctor: My treatment value is increasing.

"There's a new notification on the OA system, did you see it?" Lin Bo, who had recovered from his heartbreak and was full of energy again, came over and asked.

Lu Renxin was still recalling yesterday's confession scene when he paused for a moment, then asked, "What new announcement?"

"Oh dear, didn't you see it? It's the hospital's recruitment notice for this year."

Lin Bo didn't waste any words, and directly bent down to bring up the interface, "Take a look for yourself."

Guanghai City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital 20XX Public Recruitment Announcement

I. Hospital Introduction...

II. Recruitment Principles...

Lu Renxin scrolled down little by little. The news from Lin Bo was good; there was a job opening in the proctology department this year.

Requirements: Master's degree, medical practitioner's license and standardized residency training certificate, recent graduate...

The requirements seem quite lenient; I estimate there will be a lot of applicants.

But Lu Renxin knew perfectly well that the spot was meant for Wang Jingyao.

How can you be so sure? Is there some hidden condition? Is it Luobogang?

No, no, Guanghai City Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital is a top-tier tertiary hospital, and in the past, all of its employees were given permanent positions when it recruited.

Since all new hires must be tested, the eligibility criteria must be strictly enforced.

There are no longer any permanent positions available. Those who join now only have personnel agency employment contracts. After working for several years, they can wait in line to get a permanent position when there is a vacancy.

Therefore, there is no need for a written test; you will proceed directly to an interview.

As for the interview, it depends on the opinion of the department head and the accompanying leader.

He Ping wanted him to stay, so he naturally made arrangements in advance.

This is also the case in many hospital recruitment processes; those with connections have already made their appointments, and the other applicants are just there to make up the numbers.

The two exchanged a glance, knowing full well that the allocation of the spots had already been decided.

They just browse now; they're too lazy to even submit their resumes.

Why bother? Why become cannon fodder?

Unexpectedly, Wang Jingyao, who had just been out of the office, strolled over with a beaming smile.

Upon discovering that the two were together, even if they didn't get along, he still had to come and interfere, as if he wanted everyone to know that he was very happy.

"What are you looking at?" He put his hands behind his back and bent down slightly to look at the computer screen through the gap between the two people.

"Oh, it's a job posting from our hospital."

His smile deepened, and he said, feigning kindness, "You guys are going to vote anyway, why waste your time?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, but it's fine to apply anyway. It'll be good to witness my being number one in the interview..."

Neither of them spoke, but Wang Jingyao, having obtained this through connections, still had the nerve to flaunt it everywhere.

What's more, all that's been said is a notification; it's not even confirmed yet, and they're already showing off.

After Wang Jingyao finally left, Lin Bo couldn't suppress his urge to complain: "This guy just sticks a feather duster in his hair and dares to act like a big shot."

"He doesn't want us to submit our resumes, but I'll submit mine anyway! Brother Lu, let's go see how he behaves!"

The two acted immediately, sending their prepared resumes to the hospital's email address.

Just after sending the message, Lu Renxin's phone emitted a "whoosh" notification sound.

Immediately afterward, Lin Bo's phone rang.

Seriously? I just submitted my resume and already got a reply?

The two picked it up and saw that it was a text message indicating that their salaries had been deposited into their accounts.

Lu Renxin stared at the amount received in the text message on his phone, his eyebrows furrowing into a knot.

Two hundred less. He couldn't help but close his eyes; the number was simply too much to bear.

Although the system provides welfare subsidies as a safety net, he still has debts of up to 100,000 yuan owed to several platforms.

Two healing points are needed to exchange for two hundred coins!

The workload report for last month has already been compiled and submitted. The hospital's bed turnover rate is the highest in the entire hospital, and the number of surgeries has also exceeded that of the month before last.

Why are they still cutting money?! We're already at rock bottom, and they're still reducing our pay?!

Since He Ping cut off their subsidies as a major base, their main source of income has been this meager performance bonus.

Now, the already struggling family is facing even greater hardship; if things continue like this, they'll be starving.

Where did all the money go?

Where did Dad go? Where did the time go? Where did the salary from Guanghai Central Hospital go?

Even Lin Bo, who came from a wealthy family and didn't care about the meager allowance from the hospital, couldn't help but swear:

"Damn it, Lao Lu, this is impossible, this is really impossible."

"Just bear with it, it'll be fine in a little over a month."

"Ding dong, ding dong," came another series of message notification sounds, one after another.

It turns out that the internal group for resident training students (which is full of students) exploded, with messages scrolling by incredibly fast.

Have everyone's performance bonuses been reduced?

Yes, yes, I'm short over two hundred.

【Me too】

I thought it was just our gynecology department.

……

It turns out it's not just the proctology department; everyone there is in the same situation. It seems the hospital has undergone a large-scale restructuring.

Some highly motivated students have already called the finance department.

The finance department said it was because the hospital's overall performance declined last month, so everyone was cutting costs.

It's the same old reason again: no money, declining profits. It's truly baffling.

……

Just as they were scrolling through the group chat, exchanging and discussing the latest news, Wang Mengrui pushed open the door, clapped her hands loudly to attract everyone's attention, and then announced:

"A pharmaceutical representative will be giving a lecture in ten minutes. Everyone, please bring your chairs and gather in the dressing room. Don't order lunch; lunch will be provided."

"Free lunch!" Everyone perked up, their eyes lighting up. They quickly finished their work, grabbed their stools, and headed to the dressing room.

This isn't the first time pharmaceutical sales representatives have given a lecture; they usually give everyone some milk tea and a meal afterward.

Anyway, the meal they provided was of high quality, much better than the cafeteria food, and was one of the few perks for students like them.

As students, they are happy to have free meals.

As for pharmaceutical sales representatives, they have to spend money and give lectures, so they don't get the job for free; they're there to build relationships with department leaders.

New drugs are developed, and new consumables are produced, so that they can be used by patients.

As for how to market it and get hospitals to purchase it, that's the job of pharmaceutical representatives.

Without exchanging feelings, and with so many similar products on the market, why should I choose their company?

After everyone had settled into their seats in the dressing room, Director He and Director Zhao made their final appearance.

Director Zhao, who was not very old and still had a relatively thick head of hair, was slightly behind Director He by half a step.

When they finally arrived at the two empty seats that had been specially placed in the middle, they even gestured to Director He to sit down first.

He felt down whenever he thought about the teacher not being able to come, all because of his efforts to help him.

Once everyone was present, the pharmaceutical representatives began explaining their new product.

The formally dressed representative, exuding the air of a working-class person, began with a beaming smile: "Good morning, teachers. I am Lao Zhang from Tiancheng Pharmaceutical."

"I'm here today to introduce our newly developed nutritional powder to all the teachers."

He called out to his colleague, who was standing blankly against the table, "Xiao Wang, quickly distribute the samples to the teachers."