A doctor who travels through two eras

As for why the location was chosen in the rural area of ​​Maque Ridge?
Firstly, there is a vacant plot of land here that no one has developed, which saves the cost of buying land.

Secondly, Maqueling is located between Lai Chi Wo and Sha Tau Kok. With the family quarters here, it's like having the base camp between the two places. In case of any trouble, it's convenient to go to either place to provide support.

Lin Sanqi looked at the two children and explained:
"As for the children's education, don't worry. I've built a private school in the residential area and hired the best teachers in Hong Kong. Once they graduate, they can either go to university or I'll arrange a job for them."

Lin Sanqi had a plan in mind.

This is a glimpse into the underworld of Hong Kong, a game of Infernal Affairs.

He plans to train these mainland youths to become successful, then use money to pave the way for them to be placed in the police force and among grassroots public officials.

Even if he can't control the upper echelons, the grassroots staff of the Hong Kong government are all his people. If any of them become corrupt, he can completely paralyze the entire Hong Kong government.

The order requires someone to go to the bank.

If these kids manage to get into high-ranking positions in the future, that would be even better. They'd have the official seal in their own hands, approve things themselves, and build their own houses.

Upon hearing that her family would have a place to stay and a place to study in Hong Kong, Wang Jin's wife felt relieved and began to look forward to a wonderful future.

Wang Jin, however, had other concerns:
"Boss, you're planning to bring the families of all 2000 of our veterans to Hong Kong, which would probably be tens of thousands of people. Isn't that too many? I'm afraid the higher authorities might not allow so many people to go to Hong Kong."

This is just contradicting myself; getting approved for an application is extremely difficult.

Lin Sanqi chuckled and said:
"You're so stupid. If you report these tens of thousands of people, of course the supervisor won't dare to sign it."

If I were the supervisor, I wouldn't sign it either.

So I plan to first send you veterans' families to Bao'an County under the guise of job recruitment, and then send you to Hong Kong in batches.”

Wang Jin suddenly clapped his hands and said:
"Brilliant! How come I didn't think of this 'openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang' method? Haha, then I can rest assured."

Wang Jin's wife and two children were also extremely excited when they heard this.

With Lin Sanqi, a big boss and high-ranking official, endorsing them, the Wang family felt reassured.

At this moment, Lin Sanqi pointed at Wang Jin's two sons and said:

"Listen to your uncle, when you go to Hong Kong, you can wear the best clothes, eat the best food, and go to the best school. But you must always remember that you are Chinese. We must love our country and never become bananas (Chinese people who are Westernized).

If any of you go to Hong Kong and get corrupted by the people there, denying your Chinese identity or insulting and belittling your motherland, then given my temper, I definitely won't let you stay in Hong Kong anymore, understand?

Wang Jin knew his boss's temper.

Hong Kong people who acknowledge themselves as Chinese are easy to talk to, and even if they are targeted, the consequences are limited.

But if someone insists on not recognizing themselves as Chinese, they will either be drowned or have their family's traditional Chinese medicine clinic shut down; in any case, they will definitely not have a good ending.

"Boss, don't worry, I'm a soldier. If any of the descendants of soldiers dare to betray their country, I'll be the first to deal with them."

The two children, one 10 years old and the other 7, were old enough to understand, so they quickly promised:

"Uncle Lin, don't worry, we'll study hard in Hong Kong, go to university, and come back to serve our country."

Lin Sanqi gave a thumbs up:

"Yes, remember that. Also, even if you go to Hong Kong, your uncle will not force you to return to China in the future. Even if you become Hong Kongers, we will all be one family after 97. The only thing is that you must never do anything that harms the country."

"By the way, Lao Wang, what did the other nine families say?"

“The other nine families are the same as me. They don’t bring their parents. Those with wives and children bring their wives and children. Xiaoji, who is not married yet, said he plans to take his only sister with him to Hong Kong.”

Lin Sanqi nodded, thinking that Lu Lu Nian was about to arrive, and wondered if he should ask for more veterans to go to Hong Kong.
Once this window of opportunity is closed, it will be difficult to get personnel or policies in the future. By then, the leadership will have changed, and he might not even be able to return to the mainland.

The next day, Lin Sanqi was awakened by the sound of roosters crowing.

Looking out the window, Lin Sanqi noticed it was still dark, wondering if Zhou Bapi was up to something inside. Stepping out of the room, Lin Sanqi saw a bodyguard from the South China Sea standing guard at the door, and if all went as expected, there was another one at the window.

"Xiao Jia, I'm up. You should go and rest for a while too. This is Wang Jin's house, nothing unexpected will happen here."

Bodyguard Xiao Jia stood at attention: "Reporting, sir, I need to be relieved at 7 a.m.

Lin Sanqi knew that these soldiers were impossible to persuade, so he smiled and went to wash up.

Breakfast was local rice noodles, with a few spoonfuls of chili oil and some pieces of mutton. Lin Sanqi ate it with great relish and found it particularly delicious.
After finishing the last sip of soup, Lin Sanqi put down the large bowl and praised:

"Your rice noodles from Guangxi are really chewy! Old Wang, what do the other villagers eat for breakfast?"

The white rice noodles and large chunks of mutton were not something Lin Sanqi believed ordinary villagers could afford. If they could eat that, the county wouldn't be a national-level poverty-stricken county.

Even in 2016, Andu County was still a national-level poverty-stricken county, which shows how poor the conditions were.

Wang Jin finished his bowl of rice noodles before speaking.

His family is so rich that they can eat rice noodles every day; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them the richest family in Andu County.

"Boss, how could we eat rice noodles every day? That's a treat we only get during holidays. Our main staple here is potato cakes, mostly grilled, with some dipping sauce. They're filling and convenient."

Lin Sanqi smacked her lips: "Give me one to try too."

The Wang family has potatoes; the elderly couple can't bear to eat meat and fish.

Lin Sanqi took one and tasted it, finding it sweet and pink:

"Hmm, this tastes good. With some chili powder, it's even better. It's a natural, organic food that's free from pollution and harmful. If you took this to a supermarket in Hong Kong, it would cost at least one dollar per pound."

Wang Jin said with a wry smile, "No matter how delicious the food is, if you eat it every day, what's left is torture."

Lin Sanqi was well aware of this principle. A few years ago, when he was still a purchasing staff member, he went to Fujian on a business trip to purchase medicinal herbs. He ate seafood every day, and later he would feel nauseous just from the smell.

After finishing the potato cakes, Lin Sanqi clapped his hands and stood up:
"Have the village officials and Wang Xidong arrived yet?"

"We've arrived. They're already waiting for us in the village square."

"Let's go, let's finalize the location for the barefoot doctor in Dizhu Village today."

Lin Sanqi and his companions walked up the hillside to the threshing ground and found a large group of villagers already waiting. Clearly, everyone valued the barefoot doctor program.

"Minister Lin!"

Good morning, Minister Lin.

Lin Sanqi also waved to the people around him:
"Good morning, everyone. Hey, Comrade Wang Xidong looks very energetic today, haha. Village Chief Huang, today we're going to finalize the village clinic. What are your thoughts?"

Veteran Huang Xiaoji raised his hand and said:

"Boss, my parents have passed away, and it's just me and my sister. I'm planning to take my sister to Hong Kong. My house can be vacated, and I'm willing to donate it as a village clinic."

It was clear that Huang Xiaoji had already colluded with the villagers, and everyone nodded in agreement.

Huang Xiaoji's family owns three brick houses, which are among the best houses in the village. Donating them would be perfect for building a township hospital, and they can also serve as a refuge during strong winds and heavy rains.

Lin Sanqi shook his head:
"No, the experience of Dizhu Village should be promoted nationwide. It's impossible for every village in the country to have veterans working in Hong Kong, right? So this housing must be practical and available in every village."

Therefore, the best location is the barefoot doctor's home, so that the barefoot doctor can be on duty 24 hours a day, and if someone is sick in the middle of the night, they can just shout. "By the way, Wang Xidong, where do you live?" Wang Xidong pointed to three mud houses not far away and said:
"Minister Lin, those three houses."

"Let's go take a look." (End of Chapter)