A doctor who travels through two eras

Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi sighed and could only shake his head speechlessly at the medical reforms decades later.

Even if you want to learn from advanced medical experience abroad, you should learn it comprehensively.

Even in developed countries like the United States, Europe, and Japan, normal medical order is supported by "family doctors" or "community doctors".

Patients should first see a "family doctor" when they are sick. Minor illnesses are treated at the clinic. Only when the clinic deems it necessary can the patient be transferred to a large hospital.

This family doctor was actually a barefoot doctor.

Unfortunately, our country's medical reform has weakened the disease treatment functions of "community doctors" or "township hospitals," while expanding and strengthening large hospitals, resulting in a top-heavy situation.

With 14 billion people in the country, can a few large hospitals possibly handle all the patients?

How can healthcare be marketized? How can it be treated as a business?
County Magistrate Jin had already made his plans in his mind.

If Lin Sanqi's approach is followed, it would actually be beneficial to impoverished and agricultural counties like Andu County.

After all, establishing barefoot doctors in every village solves the medical problems of local people, which is a really good thing. As a local official, he must strongly support it.

"Minister Lin, okay, I understand your thinking. What do you suggest? Our county will fully cooperate."

Lin Sanqi thought this was good, after all, he only had six months of pilot time, so he still had to make the most of it.

"County Chief Jin, immediately issue a notice to all communes, requiring each village to send one young person who is intelligent and literate. If the villagers are generally illiterate, then educated youth sent to the countryside can also be sent."

Then we'll have them gather in the county town for training. You can try to find a place to host them. As for the training fees, food, and accommodation, they'll all be covered by me; I'll do the training."

After taking notes in his notebook, County Chief Jin immediately stood up:

"Okay, Minister Lin, I will go back and convene an emergency meeting tonight to ensure that all the young people in the county who are willing to participate in this barefoot doctor training will be gathered in a week."

Upon hearing this, Lin Sanqi quickly said:

"Wait, County Chief Jin, I... I'd like to try some of your local cuisine."

County Chief Jin wondered to himself, "What's wrong with this young minister? Why is he prioritizing personal matters over official duties? Is he indulging in eating and drinking?"

Andu County is so poor, can it afford to feed and drink more than ten people?

Seeing the conflicted look on the other person's face, Lin Sanqi knew exactly what County Chief Jin was thinking. He glanced at his secretary, Li Yujie.

Li Yujie quickly stepped forward, patted his small leather suitcase, and said:
"County Chief Jin, don't worry, we'll pay for whatever we eat and drink ourselves. I've brought all the national grain coupons, but the meat coupons are from the local area. However, we've brought a lot of foreign exchange, so we can pay in US dollars or Hong Kong dollars."

Upon hearing this, County Chief Jin immediately burst into laughter:

"Foreign exchange? That's great, that's wonderful. Old Li, come in quickly. From now on, you'll be under Minister Lin's command in all actions. Provide whatever Minister Lin needs."

Minister Lin, this Li Laosan is the office director. Just let him know if you need anything. He's more knowledgeable about hospitality than I am, and he knows better where to find good food and fun activities. I'll be going now.

A middle-aged cadre came in from outside and bowed and scraped to Lin Sanqi again.

"Sir, just tell me what you need, and I guarantee I'll complete the mission."

Even though Andu County is poor, it's still easy to provide food and drink for a dozen people, especially since the other party has foreign exchange.

Even in impoverished counties like Andu, there are revenue-generating targets. In those days, the hierarchy of contempt was: foreign exchange > ration coupons > cash.

Lin Sanqi knew that these days, anyone who could become an office manager was a shrewd and worldly person, so he smiled and said:
"Director Li, I have no other requests. Tonight, please bring one of all the delicacies from Andu County, whether it's lamb or fish, bring them all."

Li Laosan snapped to attention: "Yes, sir! I guarantee I'll complete the mission and make sure Minister Li feels the warmth of the people of Andu County. I recommend the stewed goat meat. It's made with freshly slaughtered local black goats, slow-cooked for two hours with only spring water and sand ginger. The broth is milky white, and the meat is so tender it falls apart with a touch of chopsticks. Pair it with our secret dipping sauce made with lemon sauce and fermented bean curd—the sweetness and savory flavor are doubled!"
Then, a few charcoal-grilled lamb legs, brushed with honey and roasted until crispy, are served, the juices gushing out as you tear them apart. Paired with our local wild mountain wine, the tannins are smooth, the fruit aromas are explosive—it's so refreshing you'll want to stomp your feet!

Lin Sanqi swallowed hard after hearing this.

He had been traveling by train for a week and only ate a bowl of rice noodles for lunch. He was starving.

“Okay, Director Li, this arrangement is excellent, I like it. I have 16 people here, so please prepare enough for two tables. Don’t try to save me money, make sure it’s the best ingredients.”

Li Laosan smiled on the outside, but cursed inwardly, muttering to himself:
You corrupt official, aren't you just living off the people's hard-earned money? The country's foreign exchange reserves are so precious, are they meant for you to squander on food and drink?
It must be said that the values ​​of cadres these days are still very upright. They have not been tainted by the bad habit of eating and drinking, and they would not eat and drink for free by issuing IOUs.

Even if it's the No. 2 leader going to a local area, he will pay with meal tickets and cash after the meal, and he will never take advantage of the grassroots.

Lin Sanqi's extravagant spending and open demand for good food and drink were something that grassroots cadres found very distasteful.

The problem is that Lin Sanqi is too high-ranking, so they all dare not speak out against him.

After everyone from the county left, Dean Shan looked at the deputy minister with an uncertain expression, inwardly complaining as well.

But he still had a big question in his mind, so he asked it:
"Minister Lin, there's something I don't understand. The whole country is currently facing a shortage of medical resources. When I go on business trips, only the provincial capital hospitals have relatively complete facilities. Even in the Hechi area, there are only two hospitals."

In my opinion, shouldn't we focus our efforts on improving urban hospitals first? Why does the ministry suddenly want to promote barefoot doctors across the board? And instead strengthen rural healthcare?

Lin Sanqi sighed and hinted:

"Dean Shan, there are some things you might not understand in the local area, but you will understand them in the future."

No matter how many hospitals are built in the city, it will be useless. Once these hospitals are built, the wind will blow. Not only will the doctors and nurses not have the energy to treat patients, but these hospital buildings will probably be requisitioned and smashed to pieces.

Therefore, it would be better to focus on developing rural healthcare. Rural areas are home to many villagers, and the environment is relatively safe and secure, protected from the elements. This is the most practical and safest approach.

And if my estimation is correct, in a few years, a large number of doctors from major urban hospitals will go to work in rural areas, cough cough, that is, to work in the countryside, and without receiving a salary.

These commune clinics and village clinics were the best place for them. Firstly, they could use their excellent medical skills to serve the people; secondly, they would have a place to live and make a living, which was much better than living in a shack.

After Lin Sanqi finished speaking, he thought to himself that he was a damn saint for considering so much for his colleagues across the country.

Dean Shan blinked his old eyes, completely unable to understand the vice minister's words. What wind? What kind of wind was blowing?
Only Lin Sanqi himself knew that he didn't have much time left, and he needed to make plans in advance for many things.

Putting aside other things, at the very least, all the renowned traditional Chinese medicine practitioners in the country should be gathered and brought to Bao'an County to help them weather the storm, so that traditional Chinese medicine doesn't die out and become a breeding ground for charlatans.

It was evening in the courtyard of the county guesthouse.

The guesthouse manager called over the actors from the county's cultural troupe, and they performed a traditional Yao ethnic dance—the Yellow Mud Drum Dance—in the courtyard.
Lin Sanqi sat in the main seat, filming videos and occasionally grabbing pieces of roasted goat meat that had already been cut from the plate next to her, enjoying a wonderful evening.

Of course, Vice Minister Lin is not the kind of corrupt official who bullies those at the grassroots level.

In addition to paying for tonight's meal as usual, he also gave each performer in the performing arts troupe a reward of 20 yuan, which caused a stir throughout the troupe.

For this impoverished small county, 20 yuan in cash is enough to live comfortably for a month; it's definitely a huge sum of money.

Before going to bed, Wang Jin came over to report:
"Boss, I've already contacted our village, and we can go there tomorrow."

Lin Sanqi was a little drunk. The mountain rice wine tasted sweet, but a gust of wind made her feel intoxicated.

"Okay, you make the arrangements. We'll leave first thing tomorrow morning." (End of Chapter)