A doctor who travels through two eras

Now that I'm back in the city, there's no reason not to go home.

The word "going home" is a double entendre, meaning returning to both the home of the Gege Mansion and the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

At this time, there was only half a month left before the Chinese New Year. This year, Beijing was still as cold as the previous two years, but there was still no snow. Everyone understood that it was impossible to expect the snow to indicate a good harvest.

The pedestrians on the street were shivering as they walked, no longer as vigorous as before.

You can no longer see old men and women chatting in the park in the sun. Maybe it’s because the weather is too cold and they don’t go out anymore. Or maybe…

As soon as the military green Shanghai brand car drove into the Chinese Medicine Hospital, Director Shen and Vice Director Ji shouted from the second-floor window:

"Xiao Qi, come up quickly, I'm talking about you."

Lin Sanqi closed the car door and said, "Okay, Xiaoyezi, you have nothing to do today, you can go home and visit your parents. I will visit your parents later in the evening."

These days, when employees work in an office, they can be said to have really sold themselves to the state. They work day and night, have no holidays, and rarely visit their families.

Especially someone like Lin Sanqi who is a hands-off boss and also works as the director of the tuberculosis department and is nowhere to be seen all day.

In fact, Pan Ye took on half of the work of the department director, because Lin Sanqi showed her all the information he had hidden in the bottom of the box. At the same time, she was also responsible for collecting the overall medical record data.

After a patient comes to the outpatient clinic for treatment, the Changping branch will create a file for the patient, begin tracking medication usage, and conduct regular checkups.

Severe cases require hospitalization, and complete medical records must be kept during hospitalization. Regular follow-up is also required after discharge.

There were no telephones back then, but you could make a call back anytime and anywhere to get timely information.

In the 24s, everything depended on communication, so the 6 apprentices and Pan Ye’s six college classmates had to work overtime after get off work to write letters to the patients, and they had to file the replies in a timely manner.

This job seems simple, but when your number of patients reaches thousands and you have to pack all the mail you receive and send every day into bags, you will realize how tedious it is.

Pan Ye has to deal with clinical work while also being responsible for follow-up work. He is extremely busy every day and has no time to go home.

"Okay, I'll go back first. Will you come to my house for dinner tonight?"

Lin Sanqi thought that there was nothing to do today, so he nodded and said, "Okay, I still need to visit my mother-in-law's house more often, hehe."

"Got it, Uncle Lin. I'll be leaving first."

After Lin Sanqi watched his girlfriend walk to the bus stop, he turned around and went to the dean's office.

"Uncle Shen, Uncle Ji, what's the matter that makes you so anxious for me to come up here?"

Dean Shen coughed lightly and said, "You should use your title when you are working. You are now the vice dean, not a young boy anymore. You should pay attention to your image."

Lin Sanqi found a chair and sat down:

"I don't want to be a noble, but I hope the sea is peaceful. Hey, the office is quite warm now. Are our doctors' offices also heated?"

Vice President Ji said with a smile, "It's all warm. Our hospital is now open to using coal. We give as much as you want. I haven't fought such a rich battle in all these years."

"My dad's place..."

"Your father is taking special care of him. The coal stove he installed is also brand new. You can rest assured."

Lin Sanqi had nothing to be ashamed of. He had made contributions to the country, so of course he wanted to get something in return. If he worked so hard for a long time, but his father didn't even have a piece of coal to burn and was shivering in the cold in the winter, then why did he waste his efforts?

Dean Shen personally poured Lin Sanqi a glass of boiled water, and then said: "Xiao Qi, Lao Ji and I were just discussing this year's New Year's goods. This year our farm has a bumper harvest, and everyone is not afraid of going hungry. At the same time, this year's winter vegetable storage has also been solved. The overall situation is better than last year. But we can't just take care of our own family and forget about everyone else."

Lin Sanqi thought, I was just thinking about taking care of my small family first, but now you said I should forget about everyone else?

Of course, he only complained in his heart but didn't dare say it out loud. This statement was not in line with the propaganda tone of these days. Now everyone should sacrifice their own family for the sake of everyone and be ready to sacrifice the whole family at any time.

"Life has improved for our hospital, but it is only slightly better. Overall, it is still difficult. You see, it is almost the New Year, and we can't buy meat, sugar, or oil now.

So Xiaoqi, this is what I think. The procurement of New Year's goods will be handed over to you. In addition, when you purchase, not only should there be more varieties, but also more quantities. This year, we will also send a copy to our superiors."

Lin Sanqi frowned. "How much should we give to our superiors? Can the hospital afford this expense? Our Chinese Medicine Hospital is not a coal boss, so we don't lack money."

Dean Shen laughed:
"You, you have been working on the tuberculosis project for half a year this year. Shouldn't you produce results by the beginning of next year? Without the cooperation of your superiors, how can you create a sensation across the country, or even the world? So you still have to flatter your superiors."

Lin Sanqi thought so too. Without the support of the higher-level health department, this matter might not be accomplished.

"Okay, then prepare one for the higher authorities. By the way, what kind of products do you need? Or how much budget do you need?"

"It's up to you to decide what to buy. Thanks to you, we made a lot of money from the flu outbreak this year, so Lao Ji and I are thinking of doubling your money this year and preparing a budget of 6 yuan."

Lin Sanqi smacked his lips when he heard this:
"It's about money again. You know I don't like money. Money is useless to me. And you also know the current social situation. You want to use the money to buy meat and candy? It's impossible."

In fact, not to mention that money is useless, even if you have meat coupons, oil coupons, and sugar coupons, they are still useless because you can’t buy anything in the market now.

Vice President Ji smiled and said:
"We have thought about this a long time ago. We know you like wild ginseng, so we contacted the Northeast early this year. However, food has become a problem in Changbai Mountain in the Northeast. The other party said: They have ginseng, and you have to exchange it for food. This year, we will not charge money."

Previously, whether it was a traditional Chinese medicine hospital or a supply and marketing cooperative that purchased, it was all done in cash.

One hand hands over ginseng, the other hand hands over money.

However, the situation has been special in recent years. Changbai Mountain is a mountainous area with little arable land, and grain output is even less.

As a result of natural disasters, even though the Northeast is a major granary, it cannot withstand the massive reduction in production. Now you can’t buy rice even if you have money.

When you are poor, you will think of change. People in Northeast China are not fools. In the past, the demand for ginseng was extremely low, and they were the ones who begged others to buy some ginseng.

However, the purchase of ginseng has been increasing year by year in the past two years. Does this mean that ginseng has become a hot commodity? (In fact, the demand for Panax notoginseng is high.)
They cannot resist the national mission, but they are ready to control the procurement of institutions like the Chinese Medicine Hospital.

Anyway, if you want ginseng, we have it. You can exchange it for food, otherwise we won’t give it to you.

Lin Sanqi could also understand. After all, life was not easy for everyone. It was definitely a dangerous job for ginseng farmers to go to the primeval forest to look for ginseng. Countless people died and were injured every year. It was reasonable to give them some food. He couldn't let them go hungry while picking ginseng for him, Lin, right?
(Lin Sanqi has monopolized the ginseng inventory for the past 10 years, as well as the annual ginseng production, 90% of which is in his hands)

"Well, Uncle Shen, you tell the Northeast that we want 6 yuan worth of wild ginseng, and I will prepare 200 tons of fine grain for them."

Dean Shen slammed the table and said, "Okay, with what you said, things will be easier. 200 tons of grain is a timely help. I will call Tonghua now."

Although 200 tons of grain may not seem like a lot, you have to know that this was 1961. 200 tons of grain was more valuable than gold. Believe it or not, Lin Sanqi could exchange it for a few tons of gold from the old guard.

Therefore, Lin Sanqi intends to subsidize the ginseng farmers in Northeast China. After all, he earns enough.

The call was transferred for half an hour and finally got through. President Shen told You Liqun, the president of Tonghua Ginseng Cooperative, the good news of 200 tons of grain.

When You Liqun heard this, he stood up from his chair in surprise:
"Really? Give us 200 tons of grain? That's great, thank you very much, thank you Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, thank you President Shen, this grain is so important to us, our ginseng farmers can finally have a good year. But..."

Dean Shen laughed and said, "President You, we have a long-term cooperative relationship. If you have any difficulties, please tell us and we can discuss it together." (End of this chapter)