Girls, welcome to the Desire Bus

The middle-aged man said this and exhaled a puff of smoke in dissatisfaction.

Several girls around were choking and frowning. They kept fanning themselves with their hands and muttered quietly, "Can you please stop smoking?" and "I'm almost choking to death."

The young man on the opposite side was also full of blood and anger. He just kept yelling and cursing at the top of his lungs, regardless of whether anyone outside could hear him or not.

"Shitty Eisen Hospital!"

"Not only do they treat us like drug salesmen, but they also make us work overtime and deduct our wages if we don't obey."

"Didn't we organize a strike not long ago? But those old men at Aisen Hospital transferred us to other posts!"

"The women were all thrown into the VIP ward, and the men were thrown into the emergency room."

"Damn it, there's no point for us obstetricians and gynecologists to go to the emergency room! To put it bluntly, isn't it just an opportunity to kick us out?"

A calm woman wearing glasses pushed her glasses up and said in a cold voice.

"It's not just the obstetrics and gynecology department. Several departments next door that are on strike with us have also had many people get salary increases or job transfers."

"There was a group of relatively capable people who all took pay cuts and stayed on. The interns were all thrown into the physical examination department, and a few were transferred to the emergency room to be in charge of the night shift."

The middle-aged man took another puff of his thick cigarette and exhaled coldly.

"You know, the people in internal medicine might be of some use, but our obstetrics and gynecology department and the pediatric department next door have nothing to do in the emergency room."

The young man also gritted his teeth and said, "These idiots, what are they doing by throwing us into the emergency room!"

"Are you going to pay us for nothing? Or are you just going to find an excuse to cut our salaries?"

The calm woman snorted and shook her head: "Neither."

"Eisen Hospital might want to replace us."

"After being transferred to the emergency room, we will definitely not be able to keep our salary, and the vacant positions will also need new people to take over."

"Once the newcomers have become more skilled, the hospital will probably clear us out."

The calm woman's words also made all the medical staff present bow their heads.

Yes.

What they said is right.

As for Aisen Hospital, they are probably planning to clear all of them out.

"Then...what should we do?" A young nurse who had just started working had a worried look on her face, as if she was about to cry: "My family spent a lot of money to send me here. If I am fired like this...I will be too ashamed to go home!"

"Tsk... What's the point of staying in a crappy private hospital?" the young man spat in dissatisfaction.

But the calm woman on the other side snorted: "What do you know?"

"The current public hospital treatment is ridiculously poor. For doctors in the same department and position, the salary level in private hospitals is three to five times that of public hospitals."

"And the work is relatively easy. All medical university graduates want to work in private hospitals."

"Among them, the treatment at Aisen Hospital is also among the best. Otherwise, how could the girl's family spend so much money to send her in?"

Chapter 232: Beginning to Intervene

The calm woman pushed her glasses on the bridge of her nose again and swept her cold eyes over everyone.

“Now that we are on strike, we have angered the hospital board.”

"The higher-ups have decided to transfer us to new positions and raise our salaries. If you are fired, do you have the confidence to find a new job within two months?"

"I can't find a job, I have a mortgage and a car loan, and who will take care of the children at home? You?"

Every word the calm woman said touched the hearts of these medical staff.

Many doctors have families, and they participate in the strike in the hope of fighting for their own rights.

But who could have imagined that this strike would directly anger the top management of Aisen Hospital, and it looked like they might even be fired.

When people reach middle age, sometimes they have no control over their own behavior.

They have lost their jobs, wives, children, car loans, and mortgages... I guess this is going to crush them.

Several medical staff who got the job with money given by their families also found it hard to accept being fired.

"So who was it that said that a strike would allow Aisen Hospital to improve our benefits?"

A young nurse couldn't bear the irritation in her heart anymore, so she stood up and spoke loudly.

A puff of smoke drifted into her nose, causing her to cough, and she coughed at the middle-aged man who was smoking.

"Stop smoking!"

“This is a public place!”

"If you smoke again, please get out!"

The middle-aged man shrugged. “There’s no way I’m going to the emergency room anyway. I’ll probably be kicked out in the end.”

"Just think of it as your last cigarette."

After saying that, the middle-aged man threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped on it hard to put it out.

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

The calm woman sighed, "At the time, there was a lot of complaints within the hospital, and we didn't expect that only a few departments would respond to the strike."

"There weren't enough people, and there was a traitor inside, so the case was eventually left unsolved, leaving the hospital with something to hold against them."

This strike was not organized by her, but she became the target of public criticism as soon as she spoke up.

Those who were unwilling to be fired, put on ice, or kept on with a pay cut directed their anger directly at her.

"What's the point of saying these sarcastic remarks now!"

"The strike didn't result in a profit increase, and we were fired from the hospital in the end. Who will bear our losses?"

The calm woman lowered her head, folded her arms, and said nothing.

As a result, the group became more and more excited as they talked, and in the end they even attacked her directly.

Finally, the older woman, who was also the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department, stood up and spoke in a cold voice.

"You all shut up."

"You are all adults, but when something goes wrong you are still yelling for others to take responsibility. It's not like you are chattering like a child. How can you be so immature!"

"No one forced you to join the strike in the first place, but now that something has gone wrong you want to distance yourself from the others and blame them all. You have no sense of responsibility at all!"

The director of obstetrics and gynecology's words forced a halt to this meaningless internal conflict.

The medical staff present were filled with anger, but they didn't know who to talk to.

In the end, he could only leave cursing.

"It doesn't matter anyway."

"At worst, I can go back to the village clinic and make a living."

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"Oh... I don't know how to tell my family... If they don't believe me, just tell them the hospital is going bankrupt."

"I don't want to go to the VIP ward...it's full of lecherous old men!"

"I don't want to go either... I might as well just quit. After all, if I join the strike, I will be ostracized if I stay in the hospital in the future."

People who graduated from professional schools still have a bit of pride in their hearts, and it is impossible for them to be willing to serve an old man in the VIP ward.

After discussing it, several young nurses decided to resign together.

The female doctors who were going to be transferred to the VIP ward also shrugged their shoulders. They were even more reluctant to help the old man urinate.

After most of the medical staff had left, the director of the obstetrics and gynecology department rubbed his eyebrows, glanced at the calm woman who was still in the office, and sighed.

"Chio Saito."

"Don't leave. The obstetrics and gynecology department still needs you."

"If you leave too, the obstetrics and gynecology department of Aisen Hospital will really collapse."

The calm woman named Chio Saito pushed up her glasses and shook her head helplessly.

"Director, you know me."

"If I have to serve the old man in the VIP ward, I would rather leave here."

"Oh...of course I know." The director shook his head and sighed: "So I will tell the hospital."

"I was originally ordered to stay on with a pay cut, but I can go to the VIP ward and replace you."

Chio Saito frowned and shook her head.

"No need, Director."

"If you leave, the Aisen Hospital's board of directors will only arrange for new people to come. After the new people take their positions, I will also be liquidated."

"Through this incident, I have seen through the true face of the Aisen Hospital Board of Directors, so it is impossible for me to stay."

"You...ah..." The director let out a sigh helplessly.

Japan has already fallen into a very serious problem of declining birthrate and aging population, and obstetrics and gynecology is not as glorious as it once was.

But she still hopes that there will be a suitable person to inherit the place where she has worked for most of her life.

Of course, her idea was just wishful thinking.

"Director, thank you for your training over the years." Saito Chio bowed slightly and pushed up her glasses.

"Then I'll leave first."

Done.

Chio Saito left the office with her high heels clicking.

The director of obstetrics and gynecology collapsed weakly in the room, looking up at the ceiling.

"What will obstetrics and gynecology look like in the future..."

at the same time.

Standing suspended in the sky, Ryo Tenkawa overlooked everything that happened in the hospital.

"Um..."

"The board of directors... the nurses in the VIP ward who were to be fired... the board members who were trying to make money... and the medical staff in the department who were also liquidated."

Ryo Amakawa doesn't like this kind of calculations in the workplace. The complicated relationships are like a dense spider web, and if you're not careful you'll get entangled in dirt.

Tianchuan Liang prefers to use simple and crude methods to solve such complicated problems.

After all, he is a capable man.

"But it seems that the root cause of all the chaos in this hospital, besides the apparent operating deficit..."

"Everything that happened behind the scenes must be related to the VIP ward."

"So, if you want to choose the identity to intervene in the copy... you should start from the VIP ward."

"Who should I choose..."

After recalling the information he had captured that day, Tianchuan Liang began to think over and over again.

Do you want to be a doctor providing VIP care, or a customer enjoying VIP services?

After thinking over and over for a long time and looking through the life scripts of many people, Tianchuan Liang made a decision.

"I'll just choose you."

Subsequently.

Ryo Tenkawa snapped his fingers and fell directly into the courtyard of Aisen Hospital.

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The next day, early in the morning.

A luxury business car drove into Aisen Hospital.

Unlike usual, this time the client had a scary background, was very generous, but was extremely fond of women.

And, it has to be a chick.

He didn't have any serious illness. He came to Aisen Hospital for two reasons. The first was to relax and recuperate.