A doctor who travels through two eras

Seeing Lin Sanqi's surprised expression, the leader quickly tried to fool him, or rather explained:
"These 200 units are probably not enough. Some of them are needed domestically. There are so many hospitals in the country and even one of them would be a lot. In addition, military hospitals also have a huge demand.

The most important thing is that many Asian, African and Latin American countries also lack X-ray machines. We can sell some of them to them and make a profit from the difference. We are short of foreign exchange in our country right now."

Lin Sanqi was surprised when he heard this, thinking, "We have always been generous in giving gifts, so why did this leader say he wanted to sell them to make a profit? This doesn't fit the main theme."

"Boss, where are you from?"

"My hometown is Wenzhou, what's wrong?"

Lin Sanqi thought, no wonder, it turns out he is from the South. Southerners are smart and unwilling to do business at a loss, so they are good at making a profit from the price difference.

As a modern person, Lin Sanqi also strongly agrees with the idea of ​​making a profit from international resale. No one owes anyone anything, so why should I give you my things for free?
The key point is that some countries have developed bad habits because of giving away too many free things.

A few days ago, Lin Sanqi was browsing the news on his mobile phone in 2013 and saw that my country had loaned more than million US dollars to a small country in South Asia, but the country ended up cheating and said it didn't want to pay it back. He simply said to just treat it as free aid.

As a result, we can only watch helplessly, because if you try to collect debts, people will say that you are a big country bullying a small country. I will not be friends with you anymore, I will be friends with the small island.

There is no way to deal with such scoundrels. The reason they dare to do this is that we have provided too much free assistance in the past. As a result, they are ungrateful and have become ungrateful.

We are noble, but there are still many uncivilized and barbaric countries.

Now this big leader's plan is to sell the machine at a high price, because he has seen that the small countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America cannot get advanced equipment. This market is huge, so Lin Sanqi must support it.

Of course, the more Lin Panax notoginseng is sold, the more money is earned. This is a typical win-win situation.

"Okay, I'll take care of the 200 X-ray machines, but boss, I have a question, how are you going to pay?"

The big leader smiled slyly at this time and asked back:
"Comrade Lin Sanqi, I heard that you are called the timely rain of the Chinese medicine hospital. So, Comrade Timely Rain will not ask for foreign exchange or gold, right? Apart from this, you can ask for anything else."

If it were any other smuggler, he would definitely turn around and leave immediately when he heard that he was not given money.

Damn it, you want to get something for nothing?

But Lin Sanqi was an exception. He just didn't want foreign exchange. Of course, he liked gold, but he had long given up the idea of ​​getting gold from the country. It was not easy for the gold troops to get some gold while living in the open air.

"200 X-ray machines, each one costs at least 13 RMB, which is more than 1 million RMB. The exchange rate at that time is theoretically 2.5:, which is about million US dollars."

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that the higher authorities would definitely not approve such a large amount of US dollars.

Then continue to ask for medicinal materials?
"Leader, how about you continue to pay for the X-ray machine with Chinese medicinal materials? Anything like ginseng or musk will do."

The big boss smiled and said, "Sure, but the quantity is too large this time, so it will take us a while to collect it. It may take several months or even more than a year. I wonder if you can wait?"

Almost all the precious Chinese medicinal materials in the capital have been taken away by Lin Sanqi.

Now ginseng farmers in Northeast China are heading to the mountains in large numbers in order to collect large quantities of wild ginseng.

Similarly, the musk deer in the Qinling Mountains or the northwest have also suffered. Every day, countless hunters hunt them all over the mountains for musk deer.

But this takes time and cannot be accomplished in a few days.

Once everything is gathered together, it needs to be processed, which takes a lot of time.

In addition, under the current logistics and transportation environment, it also takes a lot of time to transport traditional Chinese medicines from all over the country to the capital. Adding up all these traditional Chinese medicines worth more than 20 million yuan, it will definitely take at least one or two years to get them delivered.

Hearing that it would take so long, Lin Sanqi hesitated.

If you change the medicinal materials, it will take several months or even years to get them, so the risk is very high.

Since ancient times, when the people owe officials, they will not be able to escape in the end.

But the officials owe the people, and as time goes by, the debt is gone.

Didn’t you see in the news that so many IOUs eventually became waste paper, no one redeemed them, and they refused to recognize them once a new leader came.

So Lin Sanqi's eyes turned, and he immediately had a new idea:
"Leader, in addition to medicinal herbs, I can also purchase jade."

"Jade? Do you mean Hetian jade, Lantian jade, or something like that? Oh~~~ These are all great treasures."

Lin Sanqi thought, now unprocessed jade raw stones are everywhere in the street. No one buys them even if they are not mined. He would have believed it 100 years earlier, and he would have believed it 30 years later.

But in 1960, the situation of jade was even worse than that of traditional Chinese medicine.

Chinese medicinal materials can at least cure diseases and have some value.

But jade cannot be eaten, used, or exported to earn foreign exchange. It is even too hard to be used for wiping buttocks. It can be said that it is no different from waste. Yet this senior leader blurts out that it is a treasure.

Southerners are indeed smart!
"Boss, there are so many jades in China. I only want Hetian jade and Huangtian jade. Changhua chicken blood stone is also OK. Of course, the quality must be the best. You can't let me suffer a loss in quantity. After all, I have to give an explanation to my boss.

Leader, you don’t know, what I have been exchanging for other people over the years are medicinal herbs, and now the medicinal herbs are piled up like a mountain and I can’t cash them in. I am often scolded for this, but I have been enduring it for the sake of our country. It is difficult for me. "

The big boss couldn't bear it anymore, thinking that it was indeed a bit of bullying, so he patted Lin Sanqi's shoulder again:

"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer regarding the jade and will not embarrass you."

In fact, what the big leader is thinking is:

"It's just some rocks, go dig them, dig as much as you want, and exchange the rocks for an X-ray machine, it's a huge profit!!!"

After the big boss and Lin Sanqi reached an agreement, the big boss didn't care how to implement it. The details were handed over to the boss of Lin Sanqi's direct boss, Minister Jing Qisheng.

the next day.

President Tu, Vice President Ye, Director of the Department of Respiratory Medicine Guo Jianqiao and others from Union Hospital rushed to the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

When they saw with their own eyes the foreign guest who had been sentenced to death by Union Hospital sitting on the bed drinking milk, they were all stunned.

Dean Tu's expression was as ugly as constipation. Even Dean Shen stopped mocking him, fearing that the old guy would get angry and hit someone.

"Comrade Kobayashi, tell me first, does Mr. Ramiz have lung cancer?"

This is the core of the dispute between the two hospitals. Peking Union Medical College believes that it is lung cancer so no treatment is needed, while the Chinese Medicine Hospital believes that it is not lung cancer and there is still a possibility of rescue.

Lin Sanqi took the X-ray film taken by his own hospital and handed it to everyone at Union Hospital:

"President Tu, we can't prove it with words, the chest X-ray is the evidence, can you take a look for yourself to see if this is lung cancer?"

Dean Tu knew that Lin Sanqi dared to say this, and the answer was obviously very clear. In fact, when he first diagnosed it at Union Hospital, he suspected that it was not lung cancer, but some kind of lump or tuberculosis nodule.

"I don't need to look at it. Show the chest X-ray to our Director Guo."

Guo Jianqiao's face turned as red as Guan Gong's. He was also a smart man, so how could he not know that his diagnosis was wrong.

But since the dean had spoken, he dared not disobey, so he picked up the X-ray and started reading it.

The clarity of a 750 mAh chest X-ray is definitely higher than that of a 450 mAh one, not to mention that Lin Sanqi's 750 mAh technology is from 2013, which is far beyond the world.

Lin Sanqi signaled Bi Xinglong and Ma Zhongli with his eyes, asking him to explain the condition.

Bi Xinglong understood immediately, knowing that Director Lin was venting his anger, so he smiled and said:
"Director Guo, take a look at this film we took when he was admitted to the hospital yesterday at noon. You can clearly see that there is bronchiectasis here and bleeding here. At that time, we thought that this irregular circle was not lung cancer, but bronchial obstruction caused by hemoptysis."

After that, Bi Xinglong took out the second card:

"If there are still doubts about yesterday's X-ray, then everyone should take a look at the second film taken this morning. After a night of Western medicine anti-infection and Chinese medicine blood circulation and blood stasis, you can clearly see that the shadow has shrunk a lot on the second film."

clap~~~
This is like a slap in the face of the Union Hospital, which thinks it is the strongest hospital in the country. In clinical practice, sometimes when a chest X-ray is taken, an irregular high-density shadow is found in the chest X-ray. Doctors cannot tell whether it is a tumor or inflammation, and puncture is dangerous, so they often adopt "therapeutic diagnosis".

Just reduce inflammation first and give the antibiotics.

After taking the anti-inflammatory injection for a few days, I took another chest X-ray. If it got smaller, I ruled out a tumor. If it didn't get smaller, I would have to do further examination.

Now, after one night of treatment, the shadow on the chest X-ray has become much smaller, so lung cancer can basically be ruled out. It is not even an ordinary inflammation. After all, inflammation will not disappear overnight.

Then there is only one result, which is blockage by sputum or blood clot.

The diagnosis of the Union Hospital was completely wrong. If we had followed the Union Hospital's advice and let the foreign guests go home to die, it would have been a major medical accident.

Dean Tu's expression is even uglier now, as ugly as if his wife had died. The temperature in the ward has dropped by more than 10℃.

Guo Jianqiao's legs were shaking and he knew he was in trouble.

If it was an ordinary patient, it would be a misdiagnosis and it wouldn't be a big deal. But this was a foreign guest, a foreign guest who was paid attention to by the upper echelons, so the mistake would be magnified infinitely.

Dean Tu suppressed his anger, bowed to the patient and his family on the bed, and then said in English:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ramiz. Due to the mistake made by our Union Hospital, your condition was almost delayed. On behalf of Union Hospital, I apologize to you and your wife."

Mr. Ramiz blinked, a little confused, and weakly pointed at Bi Xinglong and Ma Zhongli beside him.

"President Tu, aren't Doctor Bi and Doctor Ma here? Aren't they doctors from Union Hospital?"

Dean Tu felt like he was slapped in the face again, and replied with gritted teeth:
"Mr. Ramiz, Doctor Bi and Doctor Ma have been transferred to work at the Chinese Medicine Hospital. They are no longer doctors at Union Hospital. The medical team that rescued you this time was also the Chinese Medicine Hospital medical team, not our Union Hospital..."

When Dean Tu thought about how he personally sent 10 of the best doctors to the Chinese Medicine Hospital, he wanted to slap himself twice.

I am aiding the enemy.

At the same time, he thought of the dozens of doctors who did not even have the opportunity to go to a traditional Chinese medicine hospital and instead returned to their hometowns to farm.

It just so happens that these doctors, each of whom has the best medical skills and the highest level, cannot continue to work as doctors and cannot treat patients because of one problem or another. This is such a sad and infuriating thing.

The doctors who stayed in Union Hospital cannot be said to be bad, but they are just satisfactory, such as Guo Jianqiao.

Dean Tu glanced at Guo Jianqiao coldly, which made Guo Jianqiao almost unable to hold his urine.

If it were in the past, President Tu would have dismissed this good-for-nothing and kicked him out long ago. But Union Hospital is in a period of transition now, and good-for-nothing like Guo Jianqiao is already a senior doctor, and there are others who are worse than him.

Thinking of this, Dean Tu really wanted to sigh to the sky, cry secretly, and feel too ashamed to see anyone.

Dean Tu turned around and walked away, wanting to leave this embarrassing place, but Dean Shen had no intention of letting him go.

"Old Tu, this started with the flu. Your Union Hospital is not good enough. Why do you always let us Chinese Medicine Hospital clean up your mess? Although our doctors are more skilled and our machines are more advanced, you still have to work hard to catch up with our Chinese Medicine Hospital."

"I will chase after your Chinese medicine hospital!!!"

Dean Tu really wanted to use ten thousand needles to stab this old Chinese doctor to death.

"What do you mean by 'me'? Are you not convinced? Hehe, let me tell you, now the entire health system, oh no, I guess the whole of China has already known that Union Hospital is no good. The patient clearly has bronchiectasis, but they insisted that he had lung cancer. He should just go back and wait to die.

Noisy, noisy, if our doctor Lin Sanqi hadn't been here, do you know how big a mistake you made at Union Hospital? Why, instead of being humble and eager to learn, instead of asking us for advice, you still want to scold us? Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

Dean Tu was so angry that he lost all temper and could only stamp his feet in anger:

"Go back, Duta Ma, and organize a study session for the whole hospital. Then give me an exam. Anyone who fails the exam will be kicked out. It doesn't matter where you are registered. We at PUMC don't want to keep idle people!"

After saying that, Dean Tu left angrily.

Dean Shen looked at the retreating figures of the people from Union Hospital and hummed a little tune:
"This letter came at the right time. God helped Huang Zhong to succeed. He stood at the camp gate and gave orders. The boys, big and small, listened and listened to the drums..."

Lin Sanqi thought that Dean Shen was too happy too early. How could Union Hospital be defeated so easily? After the special period, they would still rise from the ashes and become one of the best hospitals in the country, or even the world.

Ambassador Ramiz woke up that night after being transferred to another hospital. In fact, insiders knew that this was a normal phenomenon after correcting shock.

But everyone else thinks that Lin Sanqi is amazing. Of course, Lin Sanqi would not say that everyone will wake up if they are replenished with fluids and blood.

The next day, the Chinese medicine hospital continued to give Mr. Ramiz blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing Chinese medicine and anti-infection drugs such as Taineng, but Mr. Ramiz still felt very weak and had chest pain.

The hemoptysis has stopped. Lin Sanqi used Mr. Shi Jinmo's "Stop Bleeding" and the effect was seen after one pill.

This made Lin Sanqi once again feel that based on the condition of the disease, if Chinese and Western medicine could be combined and cooperate with each other, the effect might be better than Western medicine alone or Chinese medicine alone.

On the third day, Mr. Ramiz got up for the first time and prepared to go to the toilet on his own.

Mrs. Alia was still a little worried: "My dear, I think it's best for you to listen to the doctor and rest in bed."

Old man Ramiz insisted on getting up: "Help me up, I'm going to go crazy if I don't walk. Maybe more exercise and walking will help me recover. Help me to the toilet first, I have to take care of it."

Well, there is no toilet in this temporary inpatient department of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

The hospital prepared urinals and toilet bowls for the patients so that they could eat, drink, defecate and urinate in their beds.

So if Ramiz wants to go to the toilet, he has to walk out of the ward and then go to the public toilet in the corner, which is a dry toilet with no flushing system or toilet, but a squat toilet.

People in our country generally like to squat toilets. First, they think it is clean and hygienic, and second, they think it is easier to defecate while squatting.

White people in Europe and America don’t like squatting, they like toilets.

This may be because white people's calves are less flexible and their long-term consumption of meat has led to stiff ankle joints, making squatting difficult, so the "Asian squat" is almost a torture for them.

Now Ambassador Ramiz wants to go to the toilet by himself, but for a fat foreign old man, squatting down is very difficult.

Mrs. Alia and the secretary had to support each other on both sides, holding their breath and enduring the stench.

Ramiz was also trying hard to defecate, but as soon as he pushed, something went wrong. The pressure in his chest increased and he coughed up three mouthfuls of blood in an instant.

Mrs. Alia was terrified and shouted: "Oh my God, oh my God, help me~~~~"

At this time, the ward of the Chinese Medicine Hospital was surrounded by people inside and outside. There were at least dozens of security personnel, staff, and medical staff. They were all scared out of their wits when they heard the cries for help.

Bi Xinglong was also frightened when he saw the blood all over the pit and the panicked look on the foreigner's face:

"Hurry, send her to the ward, and call Director Shen and Director Lin, quickly."

All of a sudden, the Chinese medicine hospital began to become chaotic again.

Unlike other nervous doctors and family members, Ambassador Ramiz felt good about himself. He felt better after spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, as if he was much more relaxed.

So when the old man was hurriedly carried back by the staff, he jokingly said to his wife:
"Honey, don't be nervous. I feel much better after spitting out blood. I..."

Before the old man could finish, Mrs. Alia screamed:
"Oh my god, is this a last gasp? Oh my husband, why is your life so miserable? Take your time on the road to the underworld."

Dean Shen, Lin Sanqi and Lin Kushen were hiding in the office at this time, eating pork head and peanuts while discussing Ramiz's condition. They didn't dare to drink, so they still had some moral integrity.

Suddenly Ma Zhongli rushed over: "President Shen, Director Lin, hurry up, the patient is coughing up a lot of blood!!!"

For Chinese people, coughing up blood or vomiting blood is a very serious disease, often indicating internal injuries and impending death.

When the people in the office heard this, they all rushed out the door quickly. (End of this chapter)