It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 675: Recruiting people, increasing budget, advertising, attracting gangsters
The midwives exploded on the spot. In the delivery room, six or seven midwives screamed at the same time and complained:
"Where is the time?"
"Day after day, we are busy without touching the ground. After picking up this thing, we pick up that thing! We don't even have time to take a breath, and they even ask us to change clothes!"
"Do we not want to change clothes? Who wants to dress dirty and feel uncomfortable all over? Have you given us clothes to change? Have you given us time to wash our hands?"
"We can deliver at most one baby a day outside, but here we have to pick up five or six babies a day! We also have to take a shower, wash hands, and change clothes. Who can handle this?"
Beside the nearest delivery bed, a midwife with a floral cloth wrapped around her head and an extraordinarily fat figure reacted the most intensely. She cut the umbilical cord with a "click", and then turned around like a whirlwind
Holding the child covered in blood and mucus, he threw it into Grete's arms angrily:
"Then take it! I'm going to wash my hands!"
"How dare you! How can you talk to the spell caster!"
Before Grete could answer, a middle-aged woman wearing a long plaid skirt and a white skirt had already stood out from the crowd behind her. With a scolding, she immediately put on a smile and went to take the child from Grete's hand:
"Sir, please don't be angry. These midwives are a bunch of bastards. You don't need to be familiar with them! Hey, old Nina is the best midwife here. She can reach into a pregnant woman's belly and turn the fetus upside down. It's inevitable that she will have a bad temper... I'll do it.
Hug, let me hug you..."
"What? Spellcaster?!"
The midwife had already rushed over to wash her hands. When she heard the shouting from behind, her whole body froze. Gretel coughed:
"Business about your business, we'll talk about other things later!"
At the same time, he raised his elbows and gently blocked the hands of the head midwife. He summoned a floating saucer, placed the child on it, and then threw a bunch of spells:
[Cleaning Technique]! Clean the umbilical cord! Clean the blood, amniotic fluid, and fetal fat on the newborn!
【Treat minor injuries】! Treat umbilical cord wounds!
[Cold and heat resistant]! Keep your newborn warm!
Then the mage's hand flew out and gently patted the soles of the newborn's feet. Seeing him burst into tears, he threw himself a second [Cleaning Technique] to clean his hands and clothes.
Well, what else is there to do? It seems that there is none. The next step is to register the baby and take it back to the mother. All these are the things of the midwife. Grete pushed the floating dish to the side and raised his eyes and looked around:
The midwife threw the baby to him, hurriedly put her hands into the bucket, shook them hard twice, and then wiped her palms on the cloth next to her...
Then, she immediately knelt down in front of the mother, paying full attention, obviously waiting to handle the placenta;
On the other five delivery beds in the delivery room, women were moaning and screaming. On three of the delivery beds, there were two midwives around each. The one who just threw the baby over was so busy that he was sweating profusely and turned his head from time to time.
to oneself;
The remaining midwives ran around the three delivery beds and 20 wards to check on the conditions of the pregnant women. There was wind under their feet, and no one stopped to rest.
Gu Zhen/span> Well, actually this midwife is quite good. After she threw the baby over, she still went to take care of the mother, right?
Even if she was scolded, even if she heard that she was a spell caster and was so scared that her movements were stiff, her attention was still focused on the mother. Among the midwives in the entire delivery room, she was still the most focused one.
But the delivery room is not clean. The whole room is filled with blood, stench, and a smell that God knows where it comes from. The hands, clothes, and even the headscarves of the midwives are all covered with unspeakable things...
What a ghost, puerperal fever breaks out over a large area, and it only takes a matter of minutes!
"Where are the people?" Gretel began to look around:
"Where's the cleaning guy?"
"I'm coming!"
Immediately, two poor women rushed in carrying buckets to wipe the floor. Grete stood in the delivery room for another 30 seconds, feeling that he couldn't bear the smoke any longer. Seeing that none of the six women were in danger, he turned around and walked through quickly.
The corridor between the wards, looking left and right:
One, two, three, four. There are only 4 midwives in 20 wards, plus two or three maids walking around, constantly paying attention to the conditions of pregnant women...
"There are not enough manpower at all!" Grete finally understood what the problem was. He said that with the same number of midwives, Oak Grove Hospital can operate normally because there are enough nurses and cleaners to help.
The security guards carrying people, as well as the almighty skeleton soldiers!
He walked around the Xiaobai Building and the Rose Building again to confirm the number of nurses in the hospital. When he returned to the office building, he immediately grabbed Lord Graf:
"Recruit people! Hurry up and recruit people! These people are simply not enough! According to 10 beds and 4 nurses, we need to recruit at least 24 more... Well, let's hire more, and we have to change shifts." After thinking about it, the logistics staff also had to be added:
"As well as security guards, cleaners, workers who wash clothes and sheets, and workers who burn boilers and disinfect sheets, they all need to expand their employment. I leave you to figure out the exact number. Also, equip them with waterproof surgical gowns, at least three sets per person per day.
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Lord Graf tried hard to maintain his aristocratic demeanor and tried not to show his embarrassment on his face. On the other side of the conference table, Mr. Dodge, the financial officer of the hospital, had already begun to object fiercely:
"Your Excellency, Master! The hospital doesn't have that much money! This hospital is still running on the kindness of Her Majesty the Queen, and it's almost breaking even! If we recruit people according to your requirements, the hospital will lose at least 100 gold coins every month!"
It’s just 100 gold coins. Without blinking an eye, Grete threw out a few books of "Arcane" and "Magic", as well as a price list:
"Attract rich people here! Let them know that giving birth at Her Majesty's Hospital can eliminate pain and avoid danger! I'll leave it to you to do exactly that, Mr. Dodge~"
I just go to the newspapers to advertise, and go to various clubs and banquets to spread the news. As long as you have the authorization, I am not afraid of making the business bigger. Mr. Dodge left with the journal, and the next day, the largest newspaper in the capital, "The Sun", said
Relevant advertisements were posted.
"So, that mage Nordmark has arrived in the royal capital?"
On the outskirts of the royal capital, in a historic mansion, a pale hand opened a newspaper and gently shook the corner of the paper. In front of the speaker, the valet quickly bent down and whispered:
"Yes, I met the Queen yesterday and it was said that the meeting was quite pleasant. Well... should we..."
"Wait a moment for now." The speaker pondered for a moment, and subconsciously twisted the newspaper with the thumb and index finger of his right hand, rolled it up and then smoothed it, and then rolled it up again:
"He has just arrived in the royal capital, and the queen is paying a lot of attention to him. Now is not the time. It is better to cause him some trouble first, so that everyone will think of him and say 'bah'!"
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