Chapter 681 Recruiting People, Increasing Budget, Advertising, and Attracting Gangsters

"What?!"

"You still have to wash your hands?!"

"Where can I find time to wash my hands?!"

The midwives exploded on the spot. In the delivery room, six or seven midwives screamed at the same time and complained:

"Where can I find the time?"

"Day after day, we are busy without even touching the ground. After taking this job, we take another job! There is no time to take a breath, and we are still asked to change clothes!"

"Do we not want to change clothes? Who wants to dress dirty and feel uncomfortable! 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 covering 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 angrily threw it into Grete's arms:

"Then take it! I'm going to wash my hands!"

"How dare you! Why are you talking to Master Spellcaster!"

Before Grete could answer, a middle-aged woman wearing a long tartan skirt and a white skirt had already stood out from the crowd behind her. With a scolding, he immediately put on a smile and went to pick up 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:

"You go about your business and 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 blood, amniotic fluid, and fetal fat from newborns!

【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 no more. Next, registering the baby and taking it back to the mother are all the midwife's business. Grete pushed the floating saucer aside and looked around:

The midwife threw the baby to him, quickly put her hands in the bucket, shook them hard twice, and wiped her palms on the cloth next to her.

Then, she immediately knelt down in front of the mother, giving her full attention, apparently waiting to handle the placenta;

On the other five delivery beds in the delivery room, women were moaning and screaming. Three of the delivery beds were surrounded by two midwives on each side - together with the one who just threw the baby over - who were so busy that they were sweating profusely and turning their heads to look at themselves from time to time;

The remaining midwives ran around the three delivery beds and 20 wards to check on the conditions of the pregnant women. There was wind underfoot, and not a single person stopped to take a rest.

Well, actually this midwife is pretty good. After she threw the baby over, she still went to take care of the mother, didn't she?

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 the most attentive.

But it’s really unacceptable that the delivery room is not clean. The whole room was filled with blood, stench, and a smell that came from God knows where. The midwives’ hands, clothes, and even their headscarves are all stained with something unspeakable…

What a ghost, puerperal fever breaks out over a large area, 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 with buckets to mop the floor. Grete stood in the delivery room for another 30 seconds, feeling so smoked that she couldn't stand it anymore. Seeing that none of the six women were in danger, they turned around and left. Quickly walk through 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 aren't enough manpower at all!" Gretel 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, as well as cleaners who do odd jobs, security guards who help carry people, and all-powerful skeleton soldiers!

He walked around Xiaobai Building and Qiangwei Building again to confirm the number of nurses in the hospital. Return to the office building and grab Lord Graf immediately:

"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 recruitment. I leave you to decide how many. Also, equip them with waterproof surgical gowns, at least three sets per person per day. …”

Lord Graf tried hard to maintain his aristocratic demeanor and tried not to show the embarrassment on his face. On the other side of the conference table, Mr. Dodge, the hospital's financial officer, has 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 is almost breaking even! If we recruit people according to your requirements, the hospital will lose at least 100 gold coins every month!"

Just 100 gold coins. Without blinking an eye, Grete threw out several 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~~~"

Just advertise in newspapers, go to various clubs and banquets to spread the news. As long as you have authorization, I'm not afraid to make the business bigger. Mr. Dodge left with the journal in his pocket, and the next day, the relevant advertisement was published in the largest newspaper in the capital, The Sun.

"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 the 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 his right thumb and index finger, rolled it up and then smoothed it, then smoothed it and then rolled it up:

"He has just arrived in the royal capital, and the queen is paying a lot of attention to him. Now is not the time. Let's cause him some trouble first and let everyone think of him and say 'bah'!"

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