Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1420 Sending Master Haiteng off from the capital: The challenges of training (Two chapters combined)
The next step is to select students from the three classes.

When selecting personnel, priority should definitely be given to people from the pilot provinces, preferably from the same county.

If you can't find someone suitable, look for someone nearby.

Research institutes and universities will provide reasonable subsidies to students who go there.

Those who don't want to go back won't be forced; the opportunity will be given to those who do want to go.

This requirement for people from the place of origin is just a bonus, not a mandatory requirement.

Fang Yan, as one of the initiators, wanted to participate directly in the entire pilot program, but the conditions did not allow it. First, there were people waiting for him at the hospital, and second, his child had just been born, so it wouldn't be good for him to be away for half a month.

So if he wants to go to Lingshi County in Shanxi, he can only do so when things are almost finished there.

It will take at most a few days.

Let's leave that aside for now; all departments have started working on it.

The dialect project has now officially begun.

After lunch, Fang Yan and Lao Fan went to see Master Hai Deng off as he left the capital.

I drove Master Haiteng and an elderly gentleman who was traveling with him to the train station. On the way, Fang Yan also told him about the prevention and treatment of hepatitis at the grassroots level, and suggested that if it was convenient, he could go to the county hospital that was piloting the program and check on the situation there.

When Master Haiteng heard Fang Yan's request, he did not refuse but agreed immediately.

Upon arriving at the station, Fang Yan handed Master Hai Deng an envelope and said to him:
"Master, since you are about to leave, I don't have much to give you. Here are some national food coupons and money. I hope they will be of some help to you on your journey."

Master Haiteng took the envelope, but did not accept it immediately. Instead, he looked at Fang Yan and said:

“I appreciate your kindness, but you should take these food coupons and money back. You are involved in grassroots liver disease prevention and control, which is exactly when you need money and supplies. I am used to traveling around and simple meals are enough for me. I don’t need these.”

Fang Yan said, "Master, this is just a small token of my appreciation. You'll inevitably need to stop for a meal on your journey, and this will be convenient for you. Besides, I haven't properly thanked you for helping Aunt Wang with her illness before, so this is nothing at all."

Old Fan chimed in, "Uncle, please accept it. It's a token of Fang Yan's goodwill. He'll feel bad if you don't accept it. Besides, you and this old gentleman are traveling together, so carrying more things will help you each other out."

The old gentleman beside Master Haiteng smiled and advised, "Since it's a token of your young friend's kindness, please accept it. It will save us some inconvenience on our journey."

Master Haiteng pondered for a moment, then finally accepted the envelope. He then took out a thread-bound booklet and a string of wooden prayer beads from his cloth bag and handed them to Fang Yan:

“Young friend Fang, this Diamond Sutra was handwritten by this old monk. It contains a few simple methods of regulating emotions using incantation techniques, which may give you some inspiration. This string of prayer beads is made of jujube wood struck by lightning. It can calm the mind and regulate the breath. You are busy with hospital affairs, taking care of your children at home, and pushing forward the pilot project. It is very tiring. Carrying this may reduce your worries.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan immediately accepted the booklet with both hands. She noticed that the booklet and prayer beads had a faint fragrance, which calmed her down considerably.

"Thank you, Master. I will cherish this and live up to your expectations." Fang Yan bowed to the old monk.

Fang Yan then saw the old monk and the others off to their car.

After the train started moving, Fang Yan went home with Lao Fan and An Dong.

Anton's car drove smoothly on the way home. Fang Yan sat in the back seat, carefully opening the thread-bound Diamond Sutra given to him by Master Hai Deng.

The pages were yellowed, carrying the weight of time. Just as I turned to the third page, a folded sheet of Xuan paper fell out.

He picked it up and unfolded it. Inside were Master Hai Deng's neat small regular script, which contained three methods of regulating emotions using incantation techniques, each accompanied by simple annotations.

The first method: the breath-contemplation method with prayer beads; the second method: the mind-purification technique of writing talismans; the third method: the body-contemplation method of bathing in Sanskrit chants.

Unlike what the old monk taught before, these are all techniques designed to be used on oneself.

While it's called Zhuyou Shu (祝由术), Fang Yan feels it's more like a Buddhist practice. As for things that adjust one's mindset, Fang Yan had practiced Taoist breathing techniques when learning Tai Chi, so he's not lacking in this area. However, since this is the old monk's kind gesture, Fang Yan will cherish it.

……

A week passed in the blink of an eye. Fang Yan's life was filled with hospital treatments, pilot program implementation, and family chores, but it was also exceptionally fulfilling.

He strung the lightning-struck jujube wood prayer beads, which Master Hai Deng had given him, onto his keychain. Every time he picked up the key to go out, the faint woody scent would calm his chaotic mind.

Early that morning, as soon as Fang Yan arrived at the research institute, he was pulled into the training room by Professor Cheng.

More than fifty selected graduate students have taken their seats in an orderly fashion, each with a dialectical disc and a thick training manual in front of them, their eyes full of anticipation and seriousness.

Many of the familiar faces from the original elite class were sitting in the first row. When they saw Fang Yan come in, they all nodded and greeted him. They were the most enthusiastic participants in this response.

"Everyone's here, so our pre-job training is officially starting." Old Cheng walked up to the podium and said in a loud voice, "Today, we've invited Fang Yan to give the first lesson. He will focus on teaching you the practical skills of dialectical analysis and the key points of grassroots communication. Everyone must listen carefully and take notes. These are all real things that can be directly applied to the grassroots level."

The lecture was arranged beforehand. Fang Yan was the initiator of this event, and he also created the recipe and the disc, so he was the lecturer.

Fang Yan picked up the dialectical disc on the table. This custom-made one was much better looking than the simplified version he had made before. He said to everyone:

"Dear students, please pick up the discs on your tables... These discs may look simple, but to ensure that primary care physicians can use them effectively and accurately, we need to put in some effort. First, remember that the correspondence between tongue coating and symptoms is key. For example, a yellow and greasy tongue coating combined with a bitter taste in the mouth and abdominal distension corresponds to powder number 1, while a pale white tongue coating combined with fatigue and loose stools corresponds to powder number 3..."

As he rotated the disc, he explained using clinical cases, stopping to ask questions and interact with students when encountering easily confused symptom combinations. Some students even raised their hands voluntarily.
"Dr. Fang Yantong, if a patient also has symptoms of a yellow, greasy tongue coating and fatigue, how should the medication be prescribed?"

Upon hearing the other person's address, Fang Yan smiled and said, "That's a good question. Such complex symptoms are very common at the grassroots level. When encountering this situation, we should first look at the tongue coating. A yellow and greasy tongue coating indicates damp-heat. We should first treat it according to the damp-heat type and use the No. 1 medicine powder. Then, combined with the symptoms of fatigue, we should remind the patient to take yam and millet porridge to regulate the spleen and stomach. This is both targeted and safe."

“Most patients at the grassroots level are not familiar with traditional Chinese medicine. In addition to teaching them how to use the disc, we also need to know how to ‘calm their minds.’ For example, when encountering anxious patients, we might say to them, ‘Liver disease is like weeds in the field. The medicine powder is to remove the weeds. If you relax your mind, the crops (vital energy) in the field will grow vigorously, and the weeds will naturally not grow.’ We can build trust by using language that they can understand.”

The graduate students listened with great concentration, taking notes with their heads down. The only sound in the classroom was the scratching of pens on paper.

Halfway through the training, news came from outside.

The powder has been approved, and the first batch of powder has begun production and is being shipped to various pilot hospitals.

Upon hearing the news, Fang Yan felt a weight lifted from her heart.

He also shared the news with the students present.

A murmur rippled through the classroom, indicating that they would be departing immediately after their training.

The crowd tensed up even more.

After the training, Fang Yan walked out of the classroom. He Puren from the Secret Formula Research Institute said he had just received a call from Director Liao, saying that the first donation from overseas Chinese businessmen, 800,000 yuan, had arrived and would be specifically used for grassroots training and subsidies for medicinal powder. In addition, the Medical Administration Department had compiled the list of key personnel from the pilot hospitals, and training would begin in batches next Wednesday.

Just as he finished speaking, Old Cheng walked over and asked:
"So, any new information?"

Fang Yan nodded:
"Yes, Director Liao said that the first batch of donations from overseas Chinese businessmen has arrived. With funds and supplies all in place, our pilot project can finally be launched smoothly."

Upon hearing this, Old Cheng nodded with satisfaction.

This is faster than they expected.

After the training, the school will soon begin arranging for the students in the class to depart.

Many of them returned to their hometowns or even their former workplaces. They left as students who had been admitted to graduate programs, and returned as supervisors involved in national health projects, giving them a sense of returning home in glory.

Moreover, they were originally supposed to be able to go back for the Chinese New Year, but now they can go back several months earlier, so most of them are quite excited.

This is only natural, especially considering the 200 yuan reward for each person from Lao Hu's company for going down to the grassroots level, as well as some local specialties from Beijing. It's safe to say that we won't have to worry about losing face when we go back this time.

You can always trust Lao Hu's ability to win people's hearts.

Even though everyone knows he's trying to win people over, no one says he's wrong; he's spending real money.

The training lasted a day, but half a day was enough for everyone's comprehension. The rest of the training mainly focused on explaining how to communicate with grassroots staff. These people who can get into graduate school are all geniuses. When communicating with those at the grassroots level who have weak comprehension, they must be patient and concise. Don't say too much nonsense. Just explain the core points and tell them how to operate. The simpler the better.

This is the most basic thing.

To this end, Fang Yan even gave them a special demonstration, randomly picking a worker from the research institute's pharmaceutical factory and having him taught as quickly as possible.

As it turned out, this activity became the most difficult thing to do that day.

Three more graduate students went up to try, some explaining the theory, some drawing tables, but the more they explained, the more confused the worker became. In the end, he simply put the disc on the table and said, "I'm just a rough guy, I have to be straightforward. I can't remember so many rules."

The geniuses in the training room were wondering for the first time how humans could be so stupid.
They had worked at the grassroots level before, but they had never taught someone who knew absolutely nothing.

This really gave them a headache.

Some even commented on the dialect, suggesting that it's impossible for the grassroots level to be completely without any foundation.

But the dialect reminded them of the doctors from the commune health stations they had encountered during their recent free clinic trips around Beijing.

Consider their level of expertise.

This silenced most people. They knew very well that this was the real situation at the grassroots level. Not all grassroots doctors were educated; many relied on experience and simple memory.

If you talk too much, your mind starts to become muddled. You might remember it now, but two hours later, you'll forget it all.

To put it bluntly, this is a problem that all academic doctors will eventually encounter.

In the end, it was Lei Lian, a wandering healer, and Yuan Qingshan, a Taoist doctor, who solved the problem.

The two of them didn't use any Chinese medicine terminology at all; they explained things clearly using words and phrases that ordinary people could understand.

One of them went back to Shaanxi, and the other went back to Jiangsu.

Hearing their words, everyone quickly learned from them.

Later, when get out of class ended, some people went to ask the two of them questions.

These two people were usually unknown, but today they suddenly became the focus of attention at the scene. ...

After getting off work, Fang Yan returned home.

Today, Lao Hu also brought his wife and daughter back to the Fangyan Courtyard.

Huang Huijie initially felt okay staying at the hospital, but later she felt it wasn't as comfortable as the courtyard house. After discussing it with Fang Yan, they moved back from the hospital.

When he got home, Lao Hu was reading the telegram he had received from Hong Kong that day.

Wang Zhenlin has already traveled from Tianjin to Guangzhou and then to Hong Kong. He is currently staying in Hong Kong and even met with the company's manager there. He conveyed a message to Fang Yan and the others that he will return to Beijing after the policies change there.

I hope to discuss cooperation with Fang Yan and his team at that time.

Fang Yan has now realized that this old guy is just a mouthpiece. He is backed by American Western medical capital. Dealing with him is ineffective. On the contrary, if we take him down, who knows what else will be sent next.

In addition to this, Huang Huijie's family also sent a telegram to inquire whether the baby had been born. They also sent Huang Huijie's younger brother, who had visited once before, to come and visit them.

The person has already arrived in Hong Kong and has made arrangements with the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office of the State Council. They will then fly directly to Beijing.

Old Hu hasn't told Huang Huijie about this yet.

However, the couple still didn't really want to see this person; they were currently in a state of semi-disconnection from their family.

He wanted to avoid any involvement if possible, and he was even considering going to Director Liao to refuse family visits.

In addition, there are other market summary telegrams. Sales are currently very good. The factories and warehouses in Guangzhou and Shenzhen are now in operation. Lao Hu has already sent his assistant Xiao Lin to investigate on-site.

In addition, Huang Huijie also needs someone to take care of her. Lao Hu is currently discussing with Da Jin about having Da Jin's wife come over to help look after her.

However, Da Jin's son, the one named in the local dialect, is only a few months old and will most likely be unable to leave.

Fang Yan actually recommends that Lao Hu hire a nurse from Peking Union Medical College Hospital. He can just talk to Dean Cui Jingyi and get her transferred over. With a little more money, it wouldn't be a problem to have her take care of him 24/7.

However, Lao Hu was clearly a little uneasy.

There's also Zhuang Shan from Batel's family (see Chapter 1065). This woman is actually a good option. Batel is doing well at the factory, and Lao Hu is paying him quite well. It wouldn't be a problem to have Zhuang Shan come over and take care of him, since they're getting paid anyway.

Of course, Lao Hu still didn't trust him, and he was even less trustworthy than the nurses at Peking Union Medical College Hospital.

That's just how he is; he's been bullied so much that Fang Yan doesn't offer him any advice anymore, letting the couple do whatever they want.

At his own home, Zhu Lin is now able to store breast milk.

With the help of Comrade Peng Chunxia, ​​Fang Yan and his wife's daily routine has gradually returned to normal. However, they had developed a habit of checking on their child in the middle of the night.

If safety isn't a concern, you could simply follow the example of how my mother cared for her sixth child: send him to a wet nurse's house every day and pay her accordingly.

Now, Lao Liu also goes back and forth between the Fangyan Siheyuan (a traditional courtyard house) and his nanny's house every day.

It's been a year since I found her.

The child is quite good-looking, and his dialect doesn't seem to be any different from other children's.

In addition, the filming of "Once Upon a Time in China 2" has been completed and it has entered the post-production stage. Master Lu Donghua has now returned to his post at Peking Union Medical College Hospital to start seeing patients.

Due to some changes in their workplaces, Lu Wangyou's parents now have to travel to other places for a while.

Lu Wangyou was naturally sent to Fang Yan's house so that her grandfather, Lu Donghua, could help take care of her.

Anyway, they're at school all day, and then after school, Mr. Lu goes to pick them up.

We ate dinner and breakfast at Fangyan's house.

It's also nice to be able to play with the Justice Pearls and the others.

Zeng Yuxun, who used to live with Zeng Luquan's family, used to play here during the summer vacation, but now that he has classes, he doesn't come anymore, which made the courtyard quite deserted. Now that Lu Wangyou, this little girl, has come, it has suddenly become lively again.

After Fang Yan taught Zheng Yi and An Dong a half-hour lesson, they started playing wildly in the yard.

Looking at the children in the courtyard, Old Hu said:

“After our two courtyards are connected, the children will have more space to run around.”

Fang Yan only remembered that Lao Hu had mentioned to Director Liao that he wanted the courtyard house next door when he heard him say that.

He asked Old Hu:

"Has the matter next door been settled?"

Lao Hu said:

"It's all settled. Some of the family members have already started working at my company and are currently undergoing training. Once they find new homes, they will move out of here, and then we will start looking for people to do restorative repairs and renovations, trying our best to restore the style to what you have here."

"Does everyone still have to pay compensation?" Fang Yan asked.

Old Hu nodded and said:
"We'll compensate you. Didn't we agree on that before? We'll definitely compensate you. They'll be able to move things faster once they have the money."

Fang Yan glanced at the next door; that place was most likely Shi Heng's original residence, and there might be something else inside.

Fang Yan reminded Lao Hu:
"Remember to install the drainage pipes and the heating system, etc. All of these need to be done. Also, this place used to be the residence of an ancient general, so be careful not to dig up any antiques or anything like that."

Lao Hu said:

"Please don't dig it up, or I might not be able to live here anymore."

Fang Yan smiled and said:

"We'll only know after we dig it up."

He thought to himself that there were still some mysterious treasures of Heshen buried beneath the Prince Gong's Mansion.

Who knows if there's anything else down there?

When it was time for dinner, Tao Guangzheng and his father, Lao Tao, came over with stewed meat that they had made at home, saying they wanted to add a dish to Fang Yan's family's meal.

Fang Yan knew something was definitely wrong.

"What? Are you applying to join the team promoting the program back to your hometown?" Fang Yan asked Tao Guangzheng. Tao Guangzheng wasn't part of this mission, mainly because he still had tasks at the research institute, so they didn't let him go. Fang Yan thought of this when he came to Fang Yan's door today.

"No, no..." Tao Guangzheng quickly waved his hand.

Then he glanced at his father somewhat embarrassedly, indicating that Lao Tao should speak.

Old Tao glanced at his son, and finally spoke:

"Director Fang, then I'll get straight to the point! My daughter-in-law sent a telegram asking when she can come over."

Fang Yan only remembered when he heard this that when he transferred Tao Guangzheng over, he originally intended to transfer the two of them from XJ together. However, Tao Guangzheng wanted to come over first and let his wife take care of their furniture and other things at home. Now, after a summer vacation, they have finally finished taking care of everything.

They've sent a telegram requesting to come over.

Fang Yan nodded and said:
"That's no problem. I'll ask Dean Zhao to help me figure out what she did before and contact a similar organization."

Tao Guangzheng said:
"We're not picky, any arrangement will do, as long as they can come to Beijing. Ideally, they could be placed in a school, hospital, or our research institute."

Old Tao, who was standing nearby, quickly said:

"She used to work in an office."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan asked:
Are you familiar with the business of traditional Chinese medicine?

“Our research institute is short of clerks for this area.”

Tao Guangzheng was taken aback, glanced at his father, then looked at Fang Yan and said:
"Sure! No problem!"

Fang Yan nodded:
"Alright then, there's no need to ask Dean Zhao Xiwu to contact other units. Let's just come to our own unit."

"I'll make the decision!"

Upon hearing this in dialect, Old Tao immediately beamed with joy:

"Oh, thank you! Thank you so much, Director Fang, you've been a great help!"

The family's dilemma was resolved with just one sentence in the local dialect.

Fang Yan said to Tao Guangzheng:
"Give me your spouse's information, and I'll arrange for their transfer tomorrow!"

Tao Guangzheng hurriedly took out paper and pen and began to write. Fang Yan thought for a moment and asked:
"Oh...by the way, is your child in middle school or high school?"

Tao Guangzheng said:
"junior high school!"

He said in dialect:

"Okay, let's write them together, and do this together too."

P.S.: I have something to do today, so I'll only update the basic chapter with 6000 words.

(End of this chapter)