Inside the Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM) room.
Wang Yan sat in the cold and quiet office with the middle-aged doctor. By now, Wang Yan already knew that the middle-aged doctor was named Feng Wei, who had been working at this hospital for thirty years, living an honest and straightforward life.
Thinking about it, if he weren't an honest person, how could he work for thirty years in the most inconspicuous, least promising TCM consulting room at the hospital?
At this moment, Feng Wei sighed and said, "Sigh, Wang, let me tell you, you're new here, but you have to listen to me. If a patient comes in, we have to make the illness sound as serious as possible, prescribe more medicine, and prescribe expensive medicine."
"Why?"
"It's simple. Why does our TCM department have no status in the hospital? It's because we make too little money. Look at Western medicine; just one test costs hundreds, while our prescriptions for a week only cost a few hundred. How can we compete with them?"
