A doctor who travels through two eras

Everyone in the conference room stood up. Dean Shen shook hands with Director Zhu, and the two presidents of Union Medical College, Tu Wenbin and Ye Yongan, and then asked with a smile:

"What brought you to this poor place like Changping?"

Dean Tu still looked harmless and smiling:
"There has been an outbreak in Changping. According to the latest data, even Huilongguan and Huangtudian have found small-scale fever patients. The epidemic is about to spread to Beijing, and the higher authorities are also anxious.

Maybe the higher authorities think that your hospital can’t handle the situation alone, so they specifically instructed our Union Hospital to bring elite personnel to support you, guide your clinical work, and strive to eliminate the epidemic in the suburbs of Beijing.”

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the conference room looked at Dean Tu with somewhat unfriendly eyes.

What does it mean that Peking Union Medical College provides guidance to traditional Chinese medicine hospitals?

The two hospitals are of the same level, and they have been unhappy because of the decades-long dispute between Chinese and Western medicine. Now suddenly saying this, not hitting people shows that the Chinese medicine hospital has good quality.

Dean Shen could naturally hear that Tu Wenbin was taking advantage of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, and he was also very unhappy.

This dissatisfaction is directed at the higher authorities. Since you have handed it over to the Chinese Medicine Hospital, why did you send Union Hospital to join in the fun? Isn't this a lack of trust in us?

In fact, the higher authorities are also helpless. If an epidemic breaks out in the capital area and it spreads, everyone from top to bottom will be held responsible.

As a superior department, they will of course organize the strongest medical force to eliminate this wave of epidemic. This strongest force includes all hospitals in the capital, rather than relying solely on traditional Chinese medicine hospitals.

But it's weird, everyone would say:

"Old Tu, Old Ye, I think the higher authorities didn't ask you to guide our work. They should have sent you here to learn from us, right? No problem, we, as your masters, will definitely teach you well."

Hehehe~~~
Everyone in the conference room at the Chinese medicine hospital chuckled, feeling that they had pulled one back.

At this time, Vice President Ye Yongan saw Lin Sanqi in the corner of the conference room, and his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Hey, isn't this Comrade Lin Sanqi? You said you would come to our Union Hospital after the Chinese New Year to conduct research on debridement and suturing. Why haven't you come yet in April? Is it because your dean won't let you go? This old guy is short-sighted and likes to guard his own little piece of land."

Dean Shen was not annoyed, and refuted proudly:

"Oh, the Union Hospital is so great, you still want to ask the young doctors from our Chinese Medicine Hospital for advice? Okay, I'll leave it at that today, Lin Sanqi, go to the Union Hospital tomorrow and teach them how to sew and tie knots. If you can't even do this, what kind of surgeon are you?"

Ye Yongan and Tu Wenbin were both choked up, and suddenly laughed at themselves:

"You little Zhuge, you are still so stubborn and won't suffer any loss."

The deans were both from the medical corps back then, so they are actually old acquaintances and old friends. Since they are acquaintances, they naturally speak without restraint.

It can be said that in the 1950s and 1960s, leaders of departments at all levels across the country were all from the military and were old comrades-in-arms.

Of course, if we really want to divide them, we can divide them into the First Field Army, the Second Field Army, the Third Field Army, the Fourth Field Army, and the Huaye Field Army. The Fourth Field Army was the best fighter back then, but it was also the worst fighter later on...

A map of the capital was hung in the simple conference room, and people from both hospitals sat on both sides to listen to the health department's analysis and judgment.

Director Zhu Jinwen pointed to the map and said:

"What Lao Tu said is correct. The latest epidemic has spread from the remote suburbs of Changping and Huairou to the suburbs in the north of the capital. If it is not controlled in time, it will affect the capital city within 10 days.

There are nearly 250 million people in the urban area, as well as so many party and government organs and museums of various countries. Once the virus spreads, the consequences will be very serious. Therefore, the higher authorities have instructed us to mobilize the entire health system to eliminate the epidemic outside Beijing.

Old Shen, don't think too much. It's not that the superiors don't trust you. It's just that this is too big for your hospital to handle. So the superiors decided to hand over the hard-hit Changping to you, the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Union Hospital for joint management.

Other major hospitals in the capital also have their own contracted areas. Everyone should work together to show the highest medical standards of your major hospitals to see who can cure the most patients and make the greatest contribution. This will also affect your funding for next year."

The reason why Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was designated as a designated hospital for the epidemic by its superiors in the beginning was not because Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was the best, but because they happened to have a branch in Changping.

Now that the epidemic is expanding and the number of patients is increasing, it is more than one hospital can handle. That is why major hospitals are providing support.

The same plan was used when we were producing masks. One province supported one district or county, and we jointly fought the epidemic and ultimately achieved victory. This is the advantage of our system.

Dean Shen was born into a military family, so naturally he took it as his duty to obey orders, so he stated on the spot:
"Okay, we will definitely obey the instructions from our superiors and do our best to fight this wave of epidemic. Leader, please assign the tasks."

Director Zhu is actually at the same level as Dean Shen and Dean Tu of Union Medical College, so he naturally doesn't dare to take the lead:

"Okay, okay, Lao Shen, don't make it so tragic. We need to take the epidemic seriously from a tactical point of view, but we also need to despise it from a strategic point of view. We will definitely defeat it in the end.

Well, this is what I think. Since your Kuanjie Chinese Medicine Hospital has ready-made outpatient rooms and living quarters, then there is no need for Union Hospital to build a field hospital. How about merging your two hospitals to treat patients?"

Dean Shen and Dean Tu shook their heads at the same time:
"No, Lao Zhu, we are traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and Union Hospital focuses on Western medicine. Our treatment concepts and methods are different, and the medications used are different. Combining them together can easily cause disorder." "Yes, I think it's better for us to separate the two. Union Hospital will temporarily use the precious space of the Chinese medicine hospital for clinical treatment. Of course, Union Hospital will be responsible for all the drugs and logistics."

Both hospitals are top hospitals and naturally have their own pride.

Director Zhu thought for a moment and nodded:

"That's fine too. Then you can divide it among yourselves, half for each of you and half for the patient. But if you do that, hehe, it's like you two families are competing head-on."

Two top hospitals are treating patients in the same courtyard. Which one is better, Chinese medicine or Western medicine? It will be clear at a glance by looking at the number of patients cured and their efficiency.

Dean Shen smiled and said, "Of course our Chinese medicine hospital has the confidence to do this. Let Union Medical College come forward."

Dean Tu said indifferently: "Then let our colleagues at the Chinese Medicine Hospital see what modern medicine is and what the future of medicine is."

The two deans had smiles on their faces, but when their eyes met, the air seemed to emit bursts of electric sounds and sparks flew!

After the meeting, the people at Union Hospital immediately began preparations, and Vice President Ji went to coordinate medical facilities.

Dean Shen kept all the doctors from the Chinese Medicine Hospital, his face livid:
"Everyone has seen it, right? Union Hospital has come to our door. They didn't go to Shunyi, Haidian, or Mentougou, but came to Changping. Their show of force is self-evident, so we must go all out to deal with this epidemic.

I will go back to the main hospital to arrange for people and medicines. Each of you should immediately join the battle. Remember, this is a battle. If there are really patients who cannot bear it, let the 12 veteran experts in the backyard take action. Don’t worry about the impact at this time.”

Wow, everyone stood up and expressed their opinions:

"Don't worry, Dean. Our Chinese medicine is the best!"

"We will never bring shame to our ancestors!"

Dean Shen nodded, "Okay, let's go back to our respective tasks. Lin Sanqi, you stay."

When Lin Sanqi heard this, he wondered why he had his own business. Although he was wearing a layer of traditional Chinese medicine, he was actually a Western doctor at heart. This was like pointing at a bald donkey and scolding a monk.

"Xiao Qi, you are the secret weapon of our Chinese medicine hospital during this epidemic, so you must do your best for me!"

Lin Sanqi knew that he could not back down at this time. No leader likes a coward:

"Uncle Shen, don't worry, I'll hit you wherever you point me, without hesitation."

"Good boy, I didn't misjudge you. The first task I'm going to give you is to find a way to get me daily necessities."

"for example?……"

"For example, meat, whether you want pork or beef, and fish, duck, eggs, etc. You also need to prepare rice and flour. In short, you can get as much as you want. Don't be afraid to spend money. I will reimburse you."

Lin Sanqi blinked, not quite understanding Dean Shen's tactics.

"Uncle Shen, have you prepared good food and wine to entertain our colleagues from Union Hospital? Weren't we at loggerheads with each other before? Why are you being so nice to them now?"

Dean Shen laughed angrily:

"Bullshit, I wouldn't feed them to a dog. I asked you to prepare so much food for us to eat. We are going to have a feast in front of them, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, and piss off those bastards at Union Hospital to death!"

Lin Sanqi burst out laughing:
"Uncle Shen, you are really too proud to suffer. Aren't you afraid that we will eat too much and end up exceeding the budget?"

Dean Shen waved his hand vigorously: "Money is not a problem. With so many patients, the daily turnover is high. If the money can buy food, I don't care about the money at all."

Lin Sanqi complained in his heart: This old man still wants to take advantage of me and wants to exchange money for supplies.

"And Xiao Qi, in addition to ensuring daily necessities, can you also contribute your magical ibuprofen recipe and Amo's recipe? I know this is your family's secret recipe, but now that Union Hospital has come to our door, we can't lose!"

Lin Sanqi thought, these are just Western medicines, right? Using them to defeat the Western medicine school at Peking Union Medical College seems a bit unfair.

"Uncle Shen, I can prepare these two medicines, but only I know how to use them. Just prepare a large amount of medicinal materials for me."

Dean Shen was relieved when he heard it: "Okay, I'll prepare the herbs, you make a list."

Lin Sanqi thought: Don't blame me for fleecing socialism. (End of this chapter)