A doctor who travels through two eras

Hong Kong, Lingnan Hospital.

Lin Sanqi hummed a little tune as she walked into her chairman's office. Just as she was about to sit down, she wiped the table with her hand, seemingly worried.

Finding no dust on the table, he plopped down on the floor.

I thought to myself, "It's so good to be rich. Look at me, I haven't been here for months, but someone still cleans for me every day."

Before he could even take a sip of tea, Dean Feng Shiqi came knocking on his door.

"Boss, do you still remember you own a hospital?"

Lin Sanqi blushed slightly, thinking that if he weren't a transmigrator with the protagonist's halo, his attitude of working only two days a week and not coming to the company for months at a time would probably have led to its bankruptcy long ago.

"Old Feng, isn't it because you and my father are keeping an eye on things? If I don't trust anyone else, why wouldn't I trust you?"

Lin Sanqi had long ago authorized that all important documents and financial expenditures of Lingnan Hospital would be effective as long as they were jointly signed by the boss's father, Dr. Lin Kushen, and the hospital director, Feng Shiqi.

So, whether Lin Sanqi, the boss, is here or not, it doesn't really matter.

Even if he were here, it wouldn't have any positive effect on Lingnan Hospital. Good companies can still operate smoothly even when the boss is not around.

"By the way, Lao Feng, how's business at Lingnan Hospital after the Spring Festival?"

After Feng Shiqi sat down, his secretary brought him a cup of coffee. He took a sip and then said with concern:
"Boss, let me put it this way: other hospitals worry about having too few patients, but our Lingnan Hospital worries about having too many patients."

Currently, all our outpatient clinics are at full capacity. If it weren't for the kickbacks we give to the clinicians, they would be exhausted and have to stop working. Each doctor sees more than 100 patients a day.

Furthermore, the most alarming situation is in the emergency room. Our emergency room has practically become a "night clinic," with patients from Hong Kong Island even willing to take a ferry across the harbor to see a doctor at Lingnan Hospital.

Lin Sanqi thought to himself that Lingnan Hospital had showcased brand-new emergency equipment when it opened.

Putting everything else aside, just having a ventilator is something other hospitals can't match; it's a life-saving weapon.

"The hospital is full?"

Lin Sanqi stroked his chin and asked again:

"With more patients, it's a good time for us to expand. There's no room left to expand at Lingnan Hospital, so our best option is to acquire other hospitals. Keep a close eye on them and seize any opportunity. It doesn't matter if it's a bit expensive."

By the way, how's the talent recruitment plan going? My Bao'an International Hospital in mainland China is also about to open, and we need a lot of clinical doctors.

Feng Shiqi laughed:
"We have no shortage of talent. With our Lingnan Hospital offering double the salary, doctors all over Hong Kong want to work here. If it weren't for the fear of being too greedy, I would have already poached all the staff."

"Also, boss, there's more good news. We've received tens of thousands of internship or advanced training applications from students at top medical schools around the world. This requires your approval."

Lin Sanqi became interested.

Unlike in China, medical students' internships and doctors' further training are entirely voluntary abroad; schools or hospitals do not mandate them.

Therefore, internationally renowned hospitals receive numerous applications every year from people wanting to pursue further studies or internships.

Students from smaller medical universities go to smaller hospitals, while students from top medical universities often apply for internships or further studies at the most prestigious hospitals.

The biggest benefit for the hospital is that it can select the best from this group of top medical students to stay on.

Ultimately, a hospital is a people-oriented workplace that constantly needs top talent to join it, so that its strength can remain strong in the long run.

Previously, only top hospitals such as Massachusetts General Hospital, Mayo Clinic, and Clifton Hospital were eligible for this treatment.

Now, patients at Xiangjiang Lingnan Hospital can also enjoy the privilege of "choosing dishes from a menu".

"Great, Lao Feng, this is a good thing. It means that our Lingnan Hospital has been recognized by the mainstream international medical community, haha."

Feng Shiqi also laughed and said:

"That's not just recognition. Putting aside everything else, just the advent of a few antibiotics has already put us ahead of all hospitals in the world."

Furthermore, as per your instructions, we mandated that every clinician must write a paper related to antibiotics, and these papers are already being published one after another. This is one of the reasons why our Lingnan Hospital is so renowned.

Planting a plane tree attracted the phoenix.

Lin Sanqi thought for a moment before speaking:

"In this way, we can open up internships or further studies, and we also welcome visiting scholars from all countries. However, we have one requirement: medical students must sign a work contract with us for at least 5 years before they can come for an internship."

For visiting scholars, we can jointly develop research projects, but the research team must include one of our members and produce results or patents, with Lingnan Hospital contributing half. If they agree, they can come; if not, we will refuse them.

Upon hearing this, Feng Shiqi felt much easier to breathe.

In the past, it was extremely difficult for Chinese people to enter the mainstream international medical community.

Even if a doctor who has studied abroad stays overseas, he can become an ordinary clinician, but when it comes to core innovative topics, Chinese people are excluded.

The white people are wary of you; they want you to be their servant, not their player.

The sudden rise of Lingnan Hospital is, on the surface, a source of pride for Hong Kong people, but beneath its white exterior lies a heart that will never change its yellow hue.

Lin Sanqi then continued:
"In addition, I came back this time to prepare for the opening of the pharmacy. Once all 35 pharmacies in Hong Kong open at the same time and supply antibiotics and other antipyretics and painkillers without restrictions, the pressure on your outpatient clinic will be greatly reduced."

Feng Shiqi frowned and voiced his concerns.

"Boss, the reason our hospital is so full right now is because of our unique antibiotics. If these drugs could be bought at pharmacies, then our advantage over other hospitals would be gone."

Lin Sanqi took a sip of iced cola and waved it off to indicate that she didn't care.
"Don't worry, how many antibiotics do we have? I only put one cephalosporin in the pharmacy. As for azithromycin, moxifloxacin, and other antibacterial drugs, they are still our secret weapons."

In addition, I brought with me three more advanced and potent antibiotics this time: imipenem, vancomycin, and ceftazidime.

Let me put it this way: there are almost no infections that these three antibiotics can't cure. If none of these three drugs work, then the patient is certain to die; there's absolutely no chance of survival.

Feng Shiqi gasped, thinking to himself, "Boss, you're exaggerating a bit."

Of course, he also has emotional intelligence; he couldn't directly voice his doubts, so he simply smiled and relaxed.

"Since you have a secret weapon, boss, I feel relieved."

The next day, Tsim Sha Tsui and Nathan Road South.

Dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang~~~
The entrance to the Lingnantang Pharmacy flagship store was already packed with people, and several lion dance teams were performing continuously to the sound of gongs and drums.

Hong Kong Health Department Director Elliott, Lingnan Group Chairman Lin Sanqi, and Lingnantang Pharmacy General Manager Lin Xuanshen, surrounded by a group of hostesses, began the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Today marks the simultaneous opening of 35 Lingnan Hall pharmacies in Hong Kong.

Lin Sanqi's colleagues, smugglers from all over the world, gathered in Hong Kong, each of them squatting in front of every pharmacy, just waiting for the pharmacies to open so they could snap up their goods.

To put it simply, these smugglers are experiencing both joy and pain right now.

The smugglers were overjoyed to be making a fortune by smuggling cefuroxime and other drugs.

The painful thing is that because the medicine is only sold at Lingnan Hospital and there are limits on the quantity, their sales volume has never been able to expand.

On one hand, there is a severe shortage of cephalosporins in the market, and on the other hand, Lingnan Group has been unwilling to open its doors.

The direct consequence is that on the international black market, a box of cefuroxime that costs HK$20 has been sold for as much as US$500.

Even so, it's still available but unsellable.

Meanwhile, pharmaceutical companies from various countries have repeatedly communicated with Lingnan Group, wanting to purchase the distribution rights, but Lingnan Group has been ambiguous in its response, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

Lin Sanqi was determined to keep them hanging on.

A business that's rushed isn't a good business. If Lin Sanqi actively seeks out distributors in various countries to help promote cephalosporins, he'll definitely be ripped off.

I didn't see any anti-tuberculosis drugs; their retail price in the US and Europe is 10 times the wholesale price.

Lin Sanqi didn't intend to eat all the food himself, but he hoped to get a bigger share of the pie. After all, he was now someone who was eating at the table, so naturally he wanted to control the pricing power.

Outside, it was bustling with activity, but inside the pharmacy, the sales clerks recruited from the Tiu Keng Leng refugee camp were all extremely nervous.

After all, these people all came from the mainland. In the 1960s, the mainland and Hong Kong were worlds apart. Like a farmer who had just arrived in the city and entered a new environment, he was bound to feel uneasy.

Zhou Hanzhang, the female college student who swam to Hong Kong with her husband while holding onto a tire during a typhoon, is now looking out the door like a fellow villager.

He kept twisting the hem of his clothes with both hands.

Qi Kezhi knew this was a small gesture his wife made when she was nervous, so he went over, gently held her hand, and softly comforted her:
"Don't worry, the boss said that we are different from other stores' sales staff. Our medicines are exclusively monopolized, and customers have to be mindful of our attitude."

If any customer dares to argue or find fault with us, we can fight back fiercely; we're not afraid of complaints.

Zhou Hanzhang was still somewhat worried:
"But some Hong Kong people are really fierce. They'll curse and complain if they're not satisfied. And those foreigners are even more shouting and yelling. It's terrifying. What if I don't do a good job? Will I get fired?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Mengxiong burst into laughter:

"Xiao Zhou, take a look at the slogan hanging in the center of our store."

All the sales staff turned around at once and saw a large red banner on the lobby wall with the following words written in big letters:
"No one is allowed to beat or scold customers without cause."

At this moment, Zhang Danfeng burst out laughing:
"Why is this slogan the same as the one in our mainland supply and marketing cooperatives and restaurants? Even the font and color are exactly the same."

Liu Mengxiong laughed heartily:
"That must be the same. The boss said that innocent people are not allowed to hit or scold customers, but if there is a good reason, then they can hit or scold them."

The boss also said that these foreigners are all scoundrels; the fiercer you are to them, the more cowardly they become; if you show even a hint of fear, they will pounce on you like hungry wolves.

Finally, the boss said, "If anyone complains, let them buy if they want, or get lost. If anyone instigates trouble, they'll be blacklisted and we won't sell to them anymore."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hanzhang slammed his hand on the counter:
"Good, that feels good!"

The other sales clerks applauded when they heard this.

Since fleeing to Hong Kong, they have lived in constant fear. Not only were they poorly fed and clothed, but they also suffered from immense mental stress.

Now that boss Lin Sanqi is openly supporting mainland compatriots who have fled to Hong Kong, everyone feels much more confident.

Qi Kezhi coughed lightly at this moment:
"Attention everyone, the gate is about to open. Everyone prepare for battle."

"it is good!"

"Roger that!"

Every young person fleeing to Hong Kong had a determined look in their eyes, ready to face the surging flow of passengers.

When Director Elliott saw that there were at least several thousand customers trying to rush into the pharmacy, he couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Lin, it looks like you're about to make a fortune."

Lin Sanqi laughed and said, "Director, we're all going to make money together. Don't worry, your share will never be less."

After Director Elliott finished laughing, he pulled Lin Sanqi into a corner:

"Lin, there's something I need to tell you. Your identity has been exposed. Do you hold dual citizenship? And are you also a high-ranking official in mainland China?"

Lin Sanqi knew that his identity could not be hidden at all.

When he was just a low-level cadre in mainland China, the Hong Kong government would have turned a blind eye even if they knew.

But now that Lin Sanqi has risen in rank, although domestic newspapers have not publicly revealed his position and identity, with so many undercover agents in the mainland, this matter is not difficult to investigate.

Lin Sanqi knew that Director Elliott had come to deliver a message, and that he might have been testing him.

Fortunately, among all developed countries, the United Kingdom has maintained a good relationship with the mainland due to the Hong Kong issue, and the two sides have a tacit understanding.

Otherwise, given Huo Daheng's actions, he would have been shot countless times without anyone knowing. His smuggling was actually a tacit agreement between the two parties.

The same applies to Lin Sanqi; Hong Kong Eagles didn't touch him because they were afraid he was a spokesperson for the mainland.

“Director Elliott, you can rest assured. As you have seen, my business is mainly concentrated in hospitals and pharmacies, and it will not pose any threat to you.”

Director Elliott nodded, thinking to himself that if you were doing other sensitive business, Hong Kong Eagle would have already turned against you.

"Furthermore, my business only represents myself and the people behind me, not the country. It's the same as China Resources and Yindu. I just want to make some money. You can rest assured about that as well."

In the 1960s, there were actually quite a few publicly known companies from mainland China operating in Hong Kong.

For example, China Resources was involved in import and export business in mainland China. This included the import of grain, which was urgently needed in China at that time. China Resources was essentially the money bag for mainland China.

Silver City, on the other hand, is a left-wing entertainment company involved in film, newspapers, radio, and other businesses. It serves both as a publicity agency and a source of revenue.

Upon hearing this, Director Elliott understood and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Lin, I understand now that you put it that way, but you must promise not to do anything out of line, because ever since you started to grow big and strong, you have been under surveillance and are easily investigated."

As long as you guarantee that you only do pharmaceutical business, it's within our tolerance level. Out of friendship, we'll turn a blind eye. Do you understand what I mean?

Lin Sanqi certainly knew where Hong Kong Eagle's bottom line was: you can make money, but don't get involved in politics.

Lin Sanqi's lie was actually a way of exaggerating his connections and deceiving them into believing that he was a wealthy patron from the mainland and had powerful backers.

If it were just the Lin family's business, there would probably be plenty of people within the corrupt Hong Kong government who would want to take it over.

At this moment, Lin Sanqi took out a check from his pocket and stuffed it into Director Elliott's hand.

"Mr. Commissioner, there are 20 pounds in here. I know you must be under a lot of pressure. This is my personal thank-you gift to you. We are friends, and we always will be."

Also, here is a cheque for £50. Please pass it on to the new boss, MacLehose, and tell him that we should all work together to make money.

Finally, please pass on my message to MacLehose: Hong Kong is also my friend. In Chinese terms, I wouldn't do something like eating rice while smashing the pot (meaning I'm eating from the bottom of a pot).

In fact, what Lin Sanqi was thinking was that Hong Kong is also part of our motherland, and the people of Hong Kong are our compatriots.

Once Hong Kong returns to China after 97, we will all be one family.

Therefore, Lin Sanqi would not do anything to disrupt Hong Kong's prosperity, since Hong Kong's stability is beneficial to the mainland, both in the 1960s and after 1997.

As for the few Hong Kongers who don't acknowledge their Chinese identity, or those white-skinned foreigners, they should be killed, buried, or thrown into the sea if they deserve it; he will show no mercy whatsoever.

More importantly, Lin Sanqi wouldn't tell anyone.

Once the wind picks up, he needs to find a safe haven to ensure the safety of himself and his family.

Hong Kong is the best choice because he has a certain ability to protect himself there.

He has money, connections in the upper echelons of Hong Kong Eagle, and if all else fails, he has thousands of veterans. If pushed to the limit, he can definitely stir up trouble.

But Lin Sanqi would absolutely not consider going to the United States or the United Kingdom.

Firstly, the political and business leaders of these developed European and American countries have absolutely no bottom line.

Given Lin Sanqi's status in mainland China and his immense wealth, he would definitely become a prime target for the other side, and someone would definitely try to seize the Lin family's assets, patents, and so on.

The best way to take you away is to fabricate a crime, arrest you, and then have you die in prison under mysterious circumstances, or even wipe out the entire Lin family.

At that time, Lin Sanqi will have the cheat ability to travel through time, so he can just leave.

What about his wife, children, parents, and so on? These are things he can't bear to part with.

Another possibility is that if Lin Sanqi takes his whole family to the United States, he won't be able to explain himself no matter what, and he will be seen as a traitor by the mainland.

If they can return to invest after the reform and opening up, it will be in the late 1980s or early 1990s.

Twenty years later, Lin Sanqi would theoretically be middle-aged or elderly, and his parents in this life, Lin Kushen and Jin Caifeng, might not be able to return to their hometown.

Therefore, Lin Sanqi's best choice is to stay in Hong Kong, which is also part of our country's territory.

He needs to work hard to make money and become a reliable source of income, only then will he have the chance to return home in glory. (End of Chapter)