Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 284: The special heart-saving soup was passed, the courage prepared for the eldest sister (3K)

Just after Fangyan put away the drawings, patients started coming to the store again.

The patient is treated in dialect.

After seeing three patients in a row, no one came.

Fangyan felt like he was back to the early days of his medical practice. It was so relaxing and comfortable. He only saw a few patients in the afternoon and the time passed in a flash.

After going out to use the toilet, when Fangyan came back, he saw a familiar-looking jeep parked in front of Tongrentang.

Fangyan recalled that this should be the jeep he had seen at the Hua Xia Institute of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

There is also a red cross on it.

No need to guess, most likely they are here to see him.

When I arrived at the store and looked inside, I saw a familiar figure standing in front of my examination table.

Fangyan immediately greeted:
"Professor Yuchuan! Why are you here?"

Wang Yuchuan turned around, raised the file bag in his hand and said:
"Just came from the Ministry of Health."

Fangyan understood immediately and asked:

"Has the review process for the special heart-saving soup been completed?"

Wang Yuchuan nodded:

"Well, we're done."

"I was just notified to pick up the receipt."

Fang Yan smiled and invited Wang Yuchuan to sit behind the examination table, saying:

"That's great. The next step is to promote it nationwide."

After speaking in dialect, he was about to make tea for Wang Yuchuan. At this moment, Wang Yuchuan hesitated for a moment and said:

"This...is not going to be promoted nationwide for the time being."

"Huh?" Fang Yan was startled and turned to look at Wang Yuchuan.

Wang Yuchuan took out the document and said:

"The arrangement is that Chinese medicine hospitals in major cities, including Nantong Chinese Medicine Hospital, will use this prescription first."

"The main reason is that after they evaluated the safety internally, they did not get a consensus, some supported it and some did not, so it was decided to be like this for the time being."

Fang Yan frowned and asked:

"There are already two successful medical records, and you, Mr. Cheng, and Mr. Zhu have endorsed it. Doesn't this prove its safety?"

Wang Yuchuan said:
"It can't be helped. As you know, there is no minister yet and the situation is complicated. Being able to make this arrangement is the result of great efforts."

After saying that, he patted Fangyan on the shoulder:

"There are quite a few Chinese medicine hospitals in major cities, and this is still tentative. When there are more successful medical cases, it will naturally be convincing. It's just a matter of time."

Fangyan frowned and nodded:
"Well, that's more true."

Although this was the case on the surface, Fangyan was already thinking about what was going on behind the scenes.

He didn't expect that even with all the preparations in place, there would still be obstacles.

If someone who opposes this were to come up later, he might be banned again with just one sentence.

Ultimately it’s because I don’t know enough people and my network is not strong enough.

I originally thought that with the support of three big guys behind me, I would be able to complete this matter to the end, but I didn't expect this situation to happen.

Fangyan used to think that his network of connections was impressive enough, but now this feeling has been dispelled by what is happening right now.

There is always someone stronger than you, and there is always a mountain higher than the other.

It seems that medical records alone are not enough to endorse Aconite.

It would be better to bring the authoritative Chinese Pharmacopoeia as well.

In addition, the book "Chinese Materia Medica Processing" must be completed as soon as possible, and it would be best if it could become one of the textbooks for the 1977 batch of Chinese medicine students.

Fangyan even planned to add the medical records of aconite directly into the book.

I once heard a saying in my previous life: rights don't have to expire.

I finally got the opportunity to write a book, how could I not use it?
Thinking of this, Fangyan found that writing a book was more urgent than he had imagined.

……

Then Fangyan asked Wang Yuchuan about the situation in the department.

After drinking tea for a while, the patient came. Wang Yuchuan stood up and said to Fang Yan:

"Okay, I'll stop by to let you know."

"I have to hurry back to send a telegram to Mr. Zhu in Nantong."

Fang Yan didn't keep him, but took out the moxibustion box drawing he had just drawn from the drawer:

"By the way, Professor Yuchuan, I have a design for a small invention here. Please take it back and give it to Mr. Cheng to have a look."

"What is it?" Wang Yuchuan took it.

The dialect explains:
"A box for moxibustion. Look, this is the design I drew today."

After Wang Yuchuan understood, he said:

"That's interesting... How did you come up with that?"

The dialect said:

"I just saw my assistant busy with moxa sticks and looked very tired, and I suddenly had the idea to make this thing."

"The inspiration for this thing comes from the lid of honeycomb coal."

"Look, when you twist it, it opens like a damper."

Wang Yuchuan also laughed:
"Good stuff!"

"It has a simple structure and strong practicality. It is excellent in terms of both manufacturing cost and applicability. Director Cheng will definitely like it when he sees it."

After saying this, he paused for a moment and then continued:
"Well... I think not only Director Cheng, but anyone who studies acupuncture should like it. Once this thing is developed, it will free up so many people's hands!" "A few days ago, I heard someone say that moxibustion took too long and their hands were almost stiff. As a result, you gave a solution today."

After saying this, he praised again and again:
"Good, good, that's great!"

Fang Yan did not expect Wang Yuchuan to speak so highly of this little gadget. Fang Yan said modestly:
"You complimented me."

Wang Yuchuan said:
"Okay, I'll go back and give the design drawings to Director Cheng now."

Fangyan nodded:
"Okay, take care on your way."

Then Fang Yan sent Wang Yuchuan out of the store and watched him drive away.

Then he returned to the store and continued to see patients.

……

The time came in the afternoon.

After lunch, Fang Yan packed three packets of chili powder that he had used to subdue Shan Haoran and gave them to Fang Chen, and taught him some special techniques.

These are all sneak attacks in Chinese martial arts. I was so dumbfounded that I didn't expect that Chinese martial arts had such insidious tricks.

It was quite different from what he had imagined.

Fangyan explained that Chinese martial arts were originally used to kill the enemy, and the emphasis was on ending the battle in the shortest possible time, so it was very normal to study these dirty tricks.

You may not be able to use them, but you must know them. In special circumstances, these seemingly despicable tricks may save a life.

Fang Chen nodded repeatedly after hearing this.

Next, Fangyan packed the food in three places in his clothes, and also put a spare portion of chili powder in his travel bag in case of emergency.

After finishing all this, Fangyan took his younger brother to the train station again. Because there are only direct trains every Wednesday, Fang Chen needs to change trains if he wants to go to Inner Mongolia tomorrow.

Fangyan asked the younger brother if he wanted to wait until next Wednesday to set off.

However, Fang Chen said that the wait was too long, so he planned to leave tomorrow and then take the direct train there back next Wednesday.

Fangyan thought about it and felt that the time seemed a bit unreliable.

My little brother calculates time too strictly, without any redundancy.

In order to buy a ticket for him, Fangyan found Zhu Jianye at the train station.

After explaining the situation, Zhu Jianye directly wrote a note, the kind that guaranteed that one could buy a ticket.

Tomorrow I can only take a bus to Hohhot and then transfer to Baotou.

But this was not a problem for Fang Chen. As long as he could buy the ticket, he didn't mind the trouble at all. Instead, he felt that riding the train this way was quite interesting.

It’s said that literary young people have different ways of thinking. If Fangyan were to come, he would rather fly there directly.

Even if there is no flight, you have to take a direct flight.

After finishing the things here, Fangyan went home with his little brother.

Because the train is after 6 o'clock tomorrow, today is the final preparation time. I went back home and checked again the things I needed to bring and the various documents.

Then Fangyan wrote a letter to his elder sister, in which he clearly explained some policy issues.

Some money and national bills were also attached.

After taking the envelope and putting it in it, Fangyan asked his younger brother to carry it close to him and give it to his elder sister quietly without letting anyone else see it.

Fangyan believed that with this money and tickets, she would not be controlled by her in-laws even if she did not come back.

Anyway, it is enough for her to do something. This is the courage I brought back to my elder sister.

When she is asked to do something, at least she won't be controlled by others in terms of money.

After finishing what he could do, Fangyan went to the kitchen to make some dry food for his little brother.

Actually, it is unleavened bread. Although you can buy food on the train, it is still good to carry some stock in case of emergency.

The main thing is that when you are changing trains, if you have no food to eat, you can take out some dry food to fill your stomach.

Dialects like to plan ahead and guard against possible events.

After doing all this, he started working on the typewriter in the study again.

After adjusting the character spacing this time, the content finally looked like what it should be when it was typed out.

This time I put up some photocopiable oil paper and started typing formally.

In more than two hours in the afternoon, Fangyan typed out more than 9,000 words.

The little brother who was watching on the side was stunned.

First of all, I was shocked by Fangyan's typing speed. He was obviously an experienced typist who had practiced for a long time.

Although it didn't reach the level of more than 100 words per minute, more than 80 words per minute is still quite impressive.

What’s even more amazing is that Fangyan’s brain speed was so fast that he didn’t even pause at all. He started typing so smoothly and maintained a relatively constant speed.

It seemed as if he had already memorized all this in his mind.

The only thing that could make him pause was to change the oil paper or replace the characters in the dial.

Fang Chen now feels the gap between himself and his brother. If he could have such a fast thinking and typing speed, wouldn't he be able to write tens of thousands of words in a whole day?
Just take his novel "Birch Forest" and he could finish writing it in just three or four days.

Fang Chen felt that his later novels, which were based on his third brother, were a little out of touch with reality. No one would believe that his third brother was such a genius if he was written into a novel.

My mother has been a doctor all her life, but she has never won a medical achievement award. However, my third brother has won two in just a short time after returning to the city.

The girl I had fallen in love with so hard turned out to be a liar.

On the other hand, the third brother is also in a free love relationship.

The wife he married was top-notch in everything, whether in appearance, personality, family background, or cultural background.

If I were to write a novel about this kind of person, I guess no one would believe it.

If it's not weakened a bit, it will almost lose its sense of reality.

The main thing is that he is so cool no matter how you look at him, and doesn't fit the setting of an ordinary protagonist at all.

If I were to write it, I would have to create a new template for the protagonist.

(End of this chapter)