A doctor who travels through two eras

Regardless of whether it is of any use or not, at least Lin Sanqi is now nominally the third in command of the Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

In the open-air square of Changping Branch.

More than 200 employees and several hundred family members of the hospital were standing there quietly. It was not that they did not want to sit, but there were not enough stools.

President Shen, Vice President Ji, and Vice President Lin were standing on a large truck, holding a staff meeting for the entire hospital.

"With the approval of the superiors, Comrade Lin Sanqi is officially appointed as the vice president of the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. After discussion and decision by the hospital's D Committee, Comrade Lin Sanqi is appointed as the president of the Changping branch. Welcome everyone!"

Everyone in the square burst into warm applause.

Although many people are not convinced, there is nothing they can do about it. The employees of the Changping branch are all "temporary workers". Temporary workers are the same as the labor dispatch in later generations. There is no "full-time" worker.

At that time, Vice President Lin will just say a word, or if he dislikes someone, that person will have to pack up and go back home, just like what happened to Ye Wenyao and Ye Shanmin, father and son, before.

So no matter whether it was genuine support or false flattery, the applause at the scene was very enthusiastic. Referring to the North Korean documentary, the applause could last for half an hour.

Who was the happiest person at the scene? It must be Pan Ye.

The last time he left, his boyfriend was just a small head of the purchasing department. When he came back, he had directly become the vice president. This step was beyond everyone's imagination, including Pan Ye.

As long as you are a Chinese, who dares to say that you are not interested in promotion? The little girl is no exception.

So when Dean Shen announced that Lin Sanqi would become the person in charge of the Changping branch, people around Pan Ye congratulated him, and Pan Ye himself was so excited that he almost clapped his hands.

Compared to the excited Pan Ye, the 12 veteran national treasures at the back of the crowd were much calmer.

They have experienced many ups and downs and have dealt with many famous people and high-ranking officials in history. They don't even take a small vice president of a hospital seriously.

Mr. Han Bangxu is a little strange:
"Hey, what backdoor did Sanqi use? It's really weird. He became the dean at the age of 23?"

Old Master Ding Zhongying laughed and scolded:

"You only see the possibility of a backdoor? What if Xiaolin worked hard and earned it?"

Mr. Xiao also defended:
"That's right. Let's not talk about anything else. Just say that we have a bumper harvest of grain this year. We can finally have something to eat during this famine. We deserve to be the dean just for this achievement."

"Yeah yeah!"

"It's not easy for Xiaolin to feed hundreds of people by himself."

Mr. Han smacked his lips:

"Anyway, I think this is a weird thing. Being a section chief at his age is already an exception. Being the dean now is definitely not that easy. Could he have sold us out to get the credit?"

Old Master Shi Jinmo kicked over:
"Get lost. Lin Sanqi is our disciple in name only. How can you evaluate a disciple like that? Besides, it's good for us to have him as the dean. Without his protection these days, how many of us would have survived? Look at what you're wearing?"

Mr. Han laughed awkwardly:
"I'm just saying this casually. Our little disciple is very nice to us. He provides us with food, drink and clothes, and we don't even have to stand on the platform and review ourselves. Not bad, not bad."

It is already November in the capital and the weather has turned cold.

Young people may not care, but for the elderly, a single piece of clothing and pants is not enough, so Lin Sanqi prepared a set of cotton clothes and pants for each old man, and a large quilt in the house.

Even though the fabric of the cotton-padded jacket is tattered, the cotton inside is absolutely the best and new long-staple cotton, which is warm to wear.

After the meeting, Vice President Ji shook Lin Sanqi's hand and said with a smile:
"Xiao Qi, I'm going back to the city to enjoy my life. I'll leave the Changping branch to you. Thank you for your hard work!"

Lin Sanqi didn't care. Not to mention that there was enough food in the warehouse, even if there was no food, it would be a piece of cake for him to just wave his hand. It would be no problem at all to feed hundreds of people.

"Old Ji, don't worry. Leave the Changping branch to me. If nothing else, I promise that not a single employee's family member will starve to death."

"It doesn't matter if no one is starving to death. We are all looking forward to your tuberculosis department launching a big satellite."

Dean Shen suddenly thought of something:
"Oh, by the way, our superiors have already spoken. If we can really cure tuberculosis, that would be a great benefit. Then they will reconsider building a new hospital for us in the city, so that we don't have to stay in Changping, a remote place." Vice President Ji nodded.
"Yes, Changping is too far away. Look at our branch hospital. There are only a few patients in the outpatient clinic on weekdays. It is not convenient for the millions of people in the city to come even if they want to. We should really go back to the city."

"Yes, that's what our superiors are thinking. But everything depends on whether we can launch this satellite. Xiao Qi, do you have confidence?"

Lin Sanqi patted his chest:
"No problem, Dean, Lao Ji, you can prepare the good news documents. As long as the cumulative number of cured cases reaches 5000, we can announce to the world that our country has conquered tuberculosis."

Dean Shen and Vice Dean Ji were a little excited after hearing this.

If tuberculosis is conquered by the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it will not only make the country famous, but also make a huge name for itself in front of the whole world.

This credit is enough to feed everyone. Although Lin Sanqi is the one in charge, other hospital leaders can also benefit from it. Who doesn't like to have many credits?

"Okay, then why not work hard? Now you have the full support of your superiors and the hospital. You are the only one who has the final say in Changping. If anyone opposes you and obstructs your tuberculosis treatment plan, you must not show mercy and fire them all."

Dean Shen spoke with murderous intent, obviously having heard a lot of gossip.

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that he was not a RMB, and it would certainly make people unhappy if he made a triple jump at such a young age.

Some people may not dare to say it to someone's face, but they are very good at slandering others behind their back. Internal fighting is the mainstream in every unit.

With the farewell of the two big guys, Changping officially entered the Lin Sanqi era.

The tuberculosis inpatient department at the foot of Baihu Mountain.

The originally deserted and desolate Baihu Mountain has become very lively at this time. The 4 beds in the four wards are all full, and the patients are sitting in groups of three or four in a small square, basking in the sun and chatting.

There were also those who were more casual, some were playing chess, some were singing, some were playing the trumpet, and some were reading books with great interest.

Among those who have the conditions to be hospitalized these days, farmers are the first to be excluded because they have no money, not even the money for hospitalization.

Therefore, those who can be hospitalized and can afford medicine every day must be from the working class or the cadre class. These people have their medical expenses reimbursed and their units still pay them as usual, so they have no financial pressure at all.

As Lin Sanqi walked, he thought to himself that this was a reflection of the superiority of socialism.

"Hello, Director Lin!"

"Director Lin, I haven't seen you for several days!"

When the patients saw Lin Sanqi coming, they greeted him one after another. Lin Sanqi, wearing a mask, kept nodding in response.

Head nurse Zhou Keyang said with a smile: "You called me the wrong name. Director Lin has now been promoted to Dean Lin. He was just appointed as the deputy director of the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the director of the Changping branch."

Now all the patients who were singing, reading, playing chess, and chatting stopped and looked at the excessively young director in surprise.

Being a director at the age of 23 is already a surprising thing, but now he has risen to become the dean and deputy director. In today's world where the official-centered ideology is prevalent, how can this surprise people?

He ate more than two or three kilograms.

Then there were cheers all over the place:

"Congratulations, Dean Lin, you are indeed a young and promising person!"

"I see that Dean Lin has a full forehead, a square chin, ears that hang down to his shoulders, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose and a square mouth. It's obvious at first glance that he is not an ordinary person."

Lin Sanqi laughed and said, "Why don't you say that I am seven feet and five inches tall, my ears hang down to my shoulders, my hands are below my knees, my eyes can see my ears, my face is as white as jade, my lips are as white as rouge, and I am kind and gentle."

A patient who was well-versed in history laughed and said, "That's Liu Bei, the Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty."

Hehehe~~~(End of this chapter)