My mother-in-law actually married the prince

The next day, Yaoyao went to order her car, while Lin Zhixin planned to buy some red paper to write a "Medical Clinic Recruitment List."

After she returned to the clinic, she wrote carefully: "Recruiting five pharmacists who must be able to dispense medicine.

We are looking for two doctors to take care of patients. Experienced doctors are required. No age limit." He also wrote down the address of the clinic.

After writing it, she posted the recruitment notice in a conspicuous place at the entrance of the clinic, hoping to recruit suitable people as soon as possible.

Lin Zhixin stood in the clinic and after thinking for a moment, she felt it necessary to check the condition of the medicines carefully.

After all, she had only given the clinic a cursory glance when she bought it, so she began to carefully examine each and every section.

As the examination progressed, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the clinic not only had a complete range of medicines, but also a wide variety of them. This put her heart at ease.

After checking the medicines, Lin Zhixin had a plan in mind. She decided to wait until she got the plaque back before officially opening the clinic.

At the same time, she thought about writing a notice to inform everyone that she was going to launch a three-day free medical consultation activity.

She found a pen and paper and carefully wrote down the information about the free clinic: "In order to give back to the neighbors, our clinic will soon hold a free clinic for three days.

After completing the preparations, Lin Zhixin rushed to the street, looking for a place that specialized in carpentry.

She walked hurriedly, and soon she arrived in front of a shop called Dongji Woodworking Workshop. She stopped, raised her head slightly, and called out crisply, "Shopkeeper, is anyone there?"

A moment later, an energetic old man responded, "It's me." Lin Zhixin hurriedly handed him the blueprint that she had carefully drawn yesterday.

With eyes full of expectation, he asked:

"This is an operating table, can we do it?

The old man took the blueprint, squinted his eyes and examined it carefully. He stroked his beard and said with a puzzled look on his face, "I can do it, but what on earth is this? It doesn't look like a bed. You call it a bed, but it's so high."

Lin Zhixin patiently explained with a smile: "This is an operating table, used for performing surgery on patients.

There are two bars in the picture. The middle ends of the operating table should be foldable and can be laid flat at any time. Do you understand what I mean?

"After hearing this, the old man frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. After a moment, he nodded thoughtfully and said, "So that's how it is."

Lin Zhixin continued, "Please make two beds for me like this." Then she asked anxiously, "When will this be ready?

"The old man thought for a moment and replied, "About six or seven days."

"When Lin Zhixin heard this, she felt a little anxious and asked hurriedly, "Can it be faster?

"The old man stroked his beard and said, "If you hurry up, you'll have to pay for the processing." Lin Zhixin quickly asked, "How much?" The old man replied, "It depends on what kind of wood you use.

"Lin Zhixin said without hesitation: "Use the best wood for me." The old man said: "Okay, the wood costs 800 taels and the wages are coins.

"Lin Zhixin felt that the price was not expensive. She thought that the clinic would open the day after tomorrow, and the operating table needed to be prepared. So she said decisively: "I will give you three times the salary.

Please try to make one for me within two days, and the other one can be done a little slower."

The old man stroked his beard, thought for a moment and said, "Okay.

Lin Zhixin suddenly felt that she seemed to have forgotten something, so she walked into the woodworking workshop and took a look around.

She saw a table that looked like a modern desk, with two drawers at the perfect height for surgical tools.

She quickly asked the old man: "How much are these desks? How many are there? There are only two here, how much is one?" The old man replied: "8 taels.

Lin Zhixin said decisively, "Make me four more of these. I'll give you 40 taels first, and we'll pay you once the others are done."

Lin Zhixin said to the old man, "Don't move the desk now. Wait until the operating table is ready and then move it together." The old man nodded and said, "Okay, okay.