A doctor who travels through two eras

Chapter 180 Secretly Protecting a Group of People
When Lin Sanqi heard that he was really asked to go to Changping, his face changed.

Changping in 1959 is not the Changping in 2023. It seems that Huilongguan is Changping. It is not that far away in my impression. There is even a subway, and I can go back and forth several times a day.

But Changping in 59 was definitely a poor and remote place, extremely poor, otherwise why would the Zhu family's tomb be built there? What good place can a tomb be?
Lin Sanqi would give up the big city and go to that hellhole to farm. Only a fool would do that.

"Shen, Uncle Shen, you are kidding, right? What can I do in Changping? I can't farm, and I can't see a doctor. Besides, the job of the purchasing department is to travel to other places. What can I do in Changping?"

Dean Shen shook his head gently and advised in a low voice:

"Xiao Qi, please don't misunderstand. I'm not sending you to Changping to banish you. I'm asking you to do me a favor and secretly protect a group of old comrades."

After hearing this, Lin Sanqi began to doubt his life, thinking to himself, this is a period piece, why does it sound like a spy drama now?

"No, Uncle Shen, I protect others? I'm not Guo Jing, and I don't know martial arts, how can I protect others?"

Dean Shen winked at Kong Shuihu, who immediately stood up and walked to the door of the dean's office, then closed the door and began to stand guard.

Lin Sanqi's heart was alarmed, thinking, what a reversal? Could it be that Shen Guoming was the hidden enemy spy? Otherwise, why was the conversation so secretive?

After hearing the door closed, Dean Shen said seriously:
"There are some things that I can only feel at ease if I leave them to you. I also believe that only you have the ability to protect those old comrades. Not only their personal safety, but more importantly, we can't let them starve to death or die of exhaustion..."

Lin Sanqi swallowed and thought, could it be that the people he was supposed to protect were the old Guojun soldiers? Didn’t they all run away to northern Myanmar and Taiwan?

Dean Shen didn't know that Lin Sanqi had so many inner thoughts, so he said earnestly:
"Xiao Qi, the real purpose of my application for this farm is to protect these old comrades. They are all real masters, such as Shi Jinmo, Xiao Longyou, Ren Yingqiu, Ding Zhongying, Cao Yingfu, Lu Yuanlei, Chen Wujiu, etc.

There are 12 old masters in this group, each of them is a treasure of Chinese medicine. The death of one of them is a huge loss to Chinese medicine. However, due to some special reasons, they can no longer stay in the capital, and can no longer openly treat patients.

Don't ask for any special reasons. Not everyone is as smart as your father, who donated all his property early on when the country was liberated, and then took the initiative to sign up to support the capital. You Lingnan people are really smart."

Lin Sanqi thought that now he understood. They were just that group of "sweeping monks". The situation of this group of people was indeed very difficult.

"Xiao Qi, you have to know that these old Chinese medicine practitioners are all over 60 or 70 years old, and the oldest is 85 years old. They can't stand the hardship anymore. If these old people go to other places or work in the countryside without their relatives around, I'm afraid few of them can survive.

So I thought of a way. Taking advantage of the opportunity of building a farm for the new Chinese medicine hospital, I sent all 12 elderly people to Changping, where they can work in the vast rural areas and actively receive re-education. This way, I can also report to my superiors. You have to play a key role in this.”

Lin Sanqi was a little anxious. What kind of nonsense was this? All 12 old masters of traditional Chinese medicine were handed over to him? How could he be so worthy?

Why should I get involved in such a thankless and politically risky thing? Wouldn't it be nice to hang out with Pan Ye, eat out, or stroll around the streets when I have time?
Lin Sanqi was a little resistant in his heart.

"No, Uncle Shen, I have a hard time supporting myself. I only have 27 kilograms of food ration a month. I am so poor that I can't even afford to marry a wife. You want me to take care of 12 elderly people? No, no, please find someone else."

Dean Shen suddenly snorted and sneered twice:

"You are still pretending, didn't you say that you have a good relationship with the people in the black market? You can easily get rice, pork, tea and other things, which means you are not short of supplies.

Don't worry, these old Chinese medicine practitioners are not short of money. They were already famous Chinese medicine masters in the Republic of China and had money. But now, due to special reasons, their food supply has been stopped and they are actually in a semi-dismissed state.

You are capable, kid. I want you to go to Changping to ensure their food supply. Don't worry, they won't ask for your food for nothing. They will give you money. Even if they don't have money, I, Shen Guoming, will pay for it myself."

Dean Shen's words made Lin Sanqi look at him even more. He didn't expect this man from southern Jiangsu to be so responsible. He was completely different from his fellow villager Shui Tailiang.

Because Dean Shen is actually taking a big risk by doing this. He is actually shielding these old Chinese doctors, which can easily get him into trouble.

If a new leader is appointed, he should be prudent and keep his official hat tightly.

As for those bad old guys, they can live or die and go wherever they want. Even some cruel leaders will step on them a few times to make them unable to stand up again, in order to exchange their own future in this way.

So Lin Sanqi was somewhat persuaded. Young people tend to get carried away easily.

If nothing unexpected happened, in the original history, this group of veteran Chinese medicine masters would not have survived those years.

But the arrival of this time traveler like me, who protected these old Chinese doctors from being harmed, seems to be a very meaningful thing.

You can do things that are good for the Virgin Mary occasionally, but Lin Sanqi doesn't think that things that only pay and no gain can be done for a long time. So is there any benefit to be gained from this? Dean Shen saw that Lin Sanqi's expression had calmed down, and knew that this kid should have listened to the advice, so he continued to deceive him:

"Also, Xiao Qi, if you are asked to protect these old Chinese medicine practitioners, you will actually have a great advantage. Your family is a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, so you should know that every Chinese medicine practitioner has his or her own secret recipe, and they will not easily pass it on to others.

You will get along with these old Chinese doctors day and night, and keep them as your own in secret. After a while, you will gain their trust, and they will definitely be willing to pass on their secret recipes to you. Then you will definitely be a great successor of traditional Chinese medicine. Isn't that amazing?"

Lin Sanqi's eyes brightened when he heard this. This seemed to be a good suggestion indeed.

However, it is not easy to obtain the secret recipes of these old masters. Traditional Chinese medicine is very conservative and very precious.

Just like the Lin family's Lingnan School secret recipe, the core medical skills are stipulated to be passed down to sons and not daughters;
Even if it is passed down to a son, it is usually only passed down to the eldest son;
If the eldest son is really unpromising or not cut out for studying medicine, the throne may be passed on to other sons, but there is only one spot, so it will only be passed on to one of the sons, and the other sons will not get a chance.

For example, even though Lin Kucan doted on his youngest son and felt guilty about his son being missing for ten years, he never thought of passing on the secret recipe to his youngest son.

There are also many old Chinese medicine practitioners who only pass on their core prescriptions to their own descendants and not even to their apprentices.

Some are even more extreme. If they have no descendants, or their descendants are not ambitious, they would rather their inheritance be cut off and take the secret recipe to the grave than pass it on to outsiders. They are so stubborn.

Therefore, over the thousands of years of Chinese history, many secret recipes and skills of traditional Chinese medicine were lost, and when they were passed down, traditional Chinese medicine became increasingly weak.

"Uncle Shen, what if these old men are stubborn and refuse to pass on their unique skills to me? Then all my efforts will be in vain."

"That depends on your ability. I see that you are quite smart. If you bring some wine and peanuts every day and coax the old men, which old man can stop you?"

Lin Sanqi agreed. Not to mention that all 12 veteran Chinese doctors passed on their secret recipes to him, even if a few of them were willing to take him as their apprentice and teach him their medical skills, he would still make a fortune.

If there are benefits, then of course you have to take it. This kind of opportunity is rare in a thousand years. Otherwise, once these old Chinese medicine practitioners die, there will be a gap of more than ten years in Chinese medicine, which is very fatal.

"Okay, since Uncle Shen said so, I'll go to Changping."

Dean Shen felt relieved. To protect these 12 veteran Chinese medicine practitioners, Lin Sanqi was a key link.

Since Lin Sanqi is so understanding, Dean Shen will definitely be willing to give him a sweet treat:

"Xiao Qi, if you are willing to help Uncle Shen, Uncle Shen will not treat you unfairly. In this way, the Changping branch also needs a leadership team. Forget about the director position. I plan to let you be the head of the branch's procurement department."

After hearing this, Lin Sanqi smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that he had been promoted really quickly, and he should not have embarrassed the time traveler, right?

Dean Shen misunderstood, thinking that Lin Sanqi was dissatisfied with this job assignment, so he explained:
"Xiao Qi, don't underestimate this branch chief. The superiors approved that Changping Branch is a department-level unit, and the head of the purchasing department is a section-level cadre. A 23-year-old with a section-level position is unique in our Chinese medicine hospital."

Lin Sanqi thought so. Since he wanted to survive in the 1950s and 1960s, it would be good for him to get an official position.

In the future, with the endorsement of my official identity as a third-rank official in Beijing, it will be more convenient and safer when I go to the local area to purchase some medicinal materials.

"Haha, then thank you Uncle Shen."

"Don't thank me too soon. You still lack a diploma. If you want to move up or become a famous doctor in the future, a diploma is indispensable in the new society."

Lin Sanqi can now barely be considered a primary school graduate, or have "apprenticeship" education, but this low level of education will definitely hinder his future promotion. No matter what era, a university degree is indispensable.

Lin Sanqi's face turned bitter when he heard this: "No way, at my age, do I have to go back to school to study again?"

Dean Shen put his worries aside and felt relaxed:
"Don't worry, I've already thought of a way for you. Our Chinese Medicine Hospital is the teaching hospital of the Capital Medical College. I have some connections with them, so it's easy to get you a diploma, but you have to prepare some things."

In 59, universities were generally divided into "Da Pu", that is, ordinary university classes, which enrolled 1-2 years of advanced training classes (equivalent to junior college) and three-year ordinary classes (equivalent to undergraduate).

The key point is that there was no national computer network in that era, so it was still very feasible to get a "college diploma" in the name of a continuing education class.

(End of this chapter)