Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 140: A Trial from Peking Union Medical College of Western Medicine (3K)

At 11:40 in the morning, Lu Donghua happily left Tong Ren Tang, carrying two bottles of special Wuliangye liquor brought by his apprentice Fangyan, as well as canned fruit and canned meat, and went home in a swagger.

He calculated this time well.

When I got home, I happened to meet a lot of old men who were coming home for dinner. When they saw what I had in my hands, they couldn't help but ask questions.

When the time comes, I can tell them out loud and make them jealous.

Lately he has found pleasure in showing off his apprentice.

He felt that the best thing he had done in these years was to accept Fang Yan as his apprentice.

What a long face!
Lu Donghua actually thought he was a very low-key person, until someone praised Fang Yan in front of him, and then said in an envious tone that he had accepted a good apprentice.

At this time, Lu Donghua felt that he was not so fond of keeping a low profile.

At least he enjoyed it when people around him showed him envy and jealousy.

At this time, he would also sigh: As I get older, my mentality has changed a bit like that of a child.

But after expressing my feelings, I felt that this was not bad and it was quite refreshing.

After all, he is not the only old man around him who has turned into a child.

……

On the other hand, after noon, it was time for Fangyan to get off work.

After saying goodbye to the people in the store, he carried the remaining two large net bags and headed towards Concord.

He really didn't have much time to rest this morning.

I have also experienced the treatment that Mr. Zhu received when he was seeing the expert.

I was so busy that I didn't even have time to go to the toilet.

And most of these people are not sick, they just want to come and get checked out.

Then let yourself tell him:

"You're not sick."

This way they feel at ease.

This situation is exactly the same as that of some of Dr. Zhu's patients in the past.

The dialect is speechless.

Can't you feel whether you are sick or not?
He felt that there must be something wrong with the neighbors' publicity.

It seems that we will have to put up a sign at the door tomorrow to tell people without symptoms not to come and join in the fun.

Otherwise I would have to spend the whole morning being busy and unable to stop.

I had been thinking of taking advantage of the free time to finish reading another book of Mr. Zhu’s Five Poison Prescriptions, but my plan didn’t keep up with the changes.

When we arrived at the entrance of Union Hospital, Zhu Lin was already waiting there as usual.

Seeing Fangyan carrying two bags of things, including wine, candy and canned food, she asked curiously:
"Where did it come from?"

"They were all given to me by others." Fangyan responded.

The queen was startled, not quite understanding:
"Sent?"

The dialect explains:
"Well, the patient who used Huangqi Chongteng Yin showed improvement in his condition, so the patient's family members found out my location and came to deliver it to express their gratitude."

After hearing this, Zhu Lin finally understood. She looked at the two net bags in Fang Yan's hands and saw that the net bags were about to break. She asked:
"Isn't this too much? Several people sent it as a gift?"

Dialect shakes his head:

"No, it was sent by two people."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Lin stepped forward and weighed the weight in the net bag, exclaiming:
"Wow...the identities of these two families should be extraordinary, right?"

Fangyan nodded:
"Because both families are cadres, they are quite generous. You see, these things are specially supplied. This is only part of them. I can't take the rest away. I have already distributed it to my colleagues and my master in the store."

"After all, I can't eat alone, right?"

"Well, whoever sees it gets a share." Zhu Lin nodded.

Fangyan gestured with the net bag in his hand:

"I'll divide it into two parts, one for our family and one for your family."

"These are all special supplies, just treat them as a rarity."

When Zhu Lin heard that Fang Yan had prepared something for his family, he praised him:

"You are so thoughtful. My mother will definitely praise you again after seeing this."

After hearing this, Fangyan immediately said:

"That's great. The praise from my future mother-in-law is like giving me a certificate of medical achievement."

Zhu Lin rolled his eyes at him in reproach:
"You are the only one who is not serious..."

After that, she remembered something and whispered to herself as she and Fang Yan walked towards the cafeteria:
"By the way, many people came to me today to praise you."

"To praise me in front of you?" Fang Yan asked curiously:
"Who are they?"

Zhu Lin replied:
"Some colleagues and leaders are well-informed. They know that you and I are dating, and they also know about Uncle Liangchun, so they came over to say a few words. Anyway, I can see that they just came over to go through the motions. I didn't take it to heart. I just agreed when they praised me... I smiled and said a few polite words in reply. They were happy, and I was happy too... We were all happy."

After that, she also revealed to the dialect:
"Aunt He's situation is similar to mine. Anyway, you were in the spotlight yesterday, and everyone who knows about it today will praise you. It is said that the director took the lead in praising you."

Fangyan heard so many doctors from Union Hospital praising him. If he had been praised by so many doctors from Union Hospital in his previous life, wouldn’t he have been so proud?
The dialect said:

"They should come to me directly to praise me."

"This is Union Hospital, the top hospital in China. It's really impressive to be praised by the doctors here!"

When Zhu Lin heard what he said, he covered his mouth and laughed secretly:

"Then you've made it in time today. When we eat later, I guess a lot of people will come over to say hello to you."

When Fang Yan heard this, he immediately strode into the cafeteria. Today he wanted to experience what it felt like to be praised by the doctors at Union Medical College.

Sure enough, just as Zhu Lin thought, as soon as Fang Yan sat down and started eating, someone came over to greet them.

"Doctor He, is this your son?" The first person to come up was a female doctor who looked to be in her early forties. Fang Yan had some impression of this person. He remembered that this doctor seemed to be in the same department as his mother.

After asking, it turned out to be true.

After a few casual words, the other party praised him for his bright future and said he would definitely become a famous doctor in the future.

Of course, it was pleasant to hear these dialects, but I remained humble as always, leaving a good impression on others.

Then another old man came. Zhu Lin reminded him that this was the director of the gynecology department and the direct leader of his mother and Zhu Lin.

Fangyan realized that this was the person who took the lead in praising him today.

The other party smiled amiably and held out his hand:

"Hello, comrade Fangyan!"

"Hello, hello!" Fang Yan stood up and hurriedly shook the other person's hands with both hands, showing the humility of a junior. Although he had never heard of this person's name, anyone who could be the director of Union Hospital must be quite capable. His attitude made the old man very happy.

Then we started chatting in dialect.

The topic was somewhat lofty.

It's all about the development of the domestic medical field, the training of young doctors, the advantages and disadvantages of traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and the views and attitudes towards traditional Chinese medicine abroad...

These things used to be on online forums, and you could see more than a dozen posts when you refreshed the page.

Of course, dealing with old men is also easy.

The two men were well matched and immediately started talking at length, speaking in dialect fluently and offering many new and interesting ideas.

I talked to the old man so much that he didn't want to leave.

He kept nodding.

Then even the people around joined in the discussion.

It turns out that humans just love to join in the fun, and once a few people start to gather, they will quickly attract a crowd.

Because Fang Yan has the perspective of a time traveler and rebirth, he can see some things that people today cannot see clearly.

So his opinions sometimes sound particularly sharp.

Even he didn't realize it.

Then everyone admired him even more. Although he was not a Western doctor, he also had many unique insights.

No wonder I was able to chat with Mr. Zhu and Director Cheng of the Hua Xia Traditional Chinese Medicine Research Institute for so long yesterday afternoon. I must have something in my mind, and not just some idea.

Then we talked about these major ones and then two medical achievements in dialects.

It can be seen from the dialect that the Western medicine doctors at Peking Union Medical College were also very interested in this Chinese medicine prescription, so I explained to them the concept of the combination of the three types of medicines in this prescription, namely, monarch, ministerial and adjuvant, according to the annotations of later traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions.

He can't write the research and development process, but he has no problem reading from the script.

The result was that I didn't even eat two bites of the dialect rice.

He then started explaining Chinese medicine prescriptions to this group of Western doctors.

"He is a talent!"

When leaving, the department director made a conclusion about Fangyan.

It’s okay to talk about big trends, and it’s also okay to talk about small details.

I came here today because I was curious about this rising star in traditional Chinese medicine.

The director started the conversation tentatively. Unexpectedly, this dialect speaker was truly extraordinary. His views and knowledge reserves made one have to admit that he was definitely not a young man that Zhu Liangchun had promoted for the sake of his niece's granddaughter.

The mainstream of Peking Union Medical College is Western medicine.

To say that they want to bring in dialects is nonsense.

What they actually want to see is the quality of the young Chinese medicine practitioner who attracted attention at the Ministry of Health conference yesterday.
Is this something that veteran Chinese medicine practitioners like Zhu Liangchun and Cheng Xinnong created just to set a benchmark?
Or is he really a young master of traditional Chinese medicine of the new generation, just like Zhu Liangchun back then?

Now everyone basically knows the number.

At least this guy is not just for show.

……

On the other side, Fangyan, who had barely eaten a bite of lunch, was in the kitchen of the Union Medical College staff cafeteria, eating the hot meal that had been replaced for him.

At first he thought they were just chatting casually, but later he discovered that a few of these people seemed to be testing him on purpose.

Of course, these tests were not difficult for him, but he found it a little strange. Normally, Peking Union Medical College, a mainstream Western medicine hospital, should not be so interested in him.

I think it is more because the recipe of Huangqi Chongteng Drink has a greater impact.

Plus, I have some relationship with Mr. Zhu, so he is so interested in me.

Try to test his level.

I just use the dialect as a way to prove myself and make my mother proud.

It can be seen that today, I, He Huiru, am really happy. Hearing so many people praising her son made her the focus of the crowd, which has never happened before.

After lunch, Fangyan went to see Ding Jian as usual.

Now he has recovered well and can move freely in bed and get around in a wheelchair.

It’s just that I can’t do strenuous exercise, so I still need to rest.

The day after tomorrow is the 18th. Second Brother will also be present then. He is an important witness. With his presence, it will be easier to negotiate with the other party.

At this moment, Fangyan suddenly thought of a problem. After talking for so long, he still didn't understand the person's situation.

He asked Ding Jian, who was reading a newspaper on the bed:

"By the way, second brother, I don't even know that person's name."

Ding Jian was stunned:
"Huh? Didn't I tell you?"

"No." Fang Yan shook his head.

Ding Jian said:

"Oh, I thought Master told you that."

Then he spoke in dialect:

"That man is Shan Haoran, the national martial arts champion in 1933. Praying Mantis Boxing master Li Kunshan is his uncle."

"He is not only good at Mantis Fist, but also has mastered Li Kunshan's Liuhe Staff and Spear Technique."

(End of this chapter)