Wen Yan listened to the beeping on the phone, hung up satisfied.
The Scorching Sun Department naturally didn't care about an extra ten or twenty grand in monthly expenses; that small sum could even get Gauss Weil to come work, take up the banner of the hospice department, and make the Virtue City First Hospital's hospice ward get rave reviews.
And they could conveniently solve the employment problem for dozens of people in a whole department.
No matter how you looked at it, it was a solid win.
In that hospice department, Wen Yan could tell at a glance that a lot of people there were injured retirees, some even quite young.
Letting them work elsewhere definitely wouldn't be easy, and there weren't even that many desk jobs in the Scorching Sun Department anyway.
Plus, some of the desk jobs were actually pretty demanding; these people might not even handle it well.
