Courtyard House: Starting by inheriting the tradition and suppressing the barbarians.

1984 is known as the "Year One of the Company".

Everyone on the streets and alleys is talking about "going into business," "starting a business," and "becoming a millionaire."

The money changers who traded in-demand goods have bulged their pockets, and those who quit their jobs to venture south have made a fortune.

A restless atmosphere of money, like a virus, has even infiltrated the most sacred hospital.

Red Star Hospital, Dean's Office.

"Dean, this is my resignation letter."

The head of surgery, Lao Zhao, was looking down at that moment.

He dared not look Li Xuan in the eye and pushed a letter onto the table.

Li Xuan sat at his desk, calmly looking at the letter, as if he had long anticipated this moment.

"Old Zhao, are you really sure?" Li Xuan asked calmly.

"I've made up my mind."

Old Zhao gritted his teeth, raised his head, and his eyes gleamed with a light ignited by desire.

"Dean, it's not that I'm being disloyal."

"It's so stifling here! The pay is too low!"

"A classmate of mine went to Shenzhen and got a job at a private hospital. His monthly salary there is more than I would earn in two years here!"

"That's two years!"

"Moreover, the boss there said that if you're willing to go, you'll get an annual salary of 100,000! They'll even provide a car and an apartment!"

"Dean, with your medical skills, it's a waste to have you stuck in this public hospital treating poor people!"

"Let's go together and make big money in the south!"

Old Zhao became more and more excited as he spoke, spitting as he spoke.

It's as if he can already see mountains of gold and silver beckoning to him.

Li Xuan looked at the good doctor in front of him who had once stayed up for three days and three nights to save patients.

Now all I see is the stench of money, and I can't help but sigh.

Times have changed, and people's hearts have drifted apart.

Recently, there has been a sense of unease in the hospital.

The nurses were discussing who had made a fortune selling clothes at a street stall.

The doctors were discussing which private hospital offered the most money to poach their staff.

On the operating table, some people even complained about the unequal distribution of bonuses.

This unhealthy trend must be stopped.

"Old Zhao, take the letter back." Li Xuan pushed the resignation letter back.

"Dean, you agree?" Old Zhao was overjoyed.

"No, what I mean is, if you want to leave, I won't stop you."

"After all, everyone has their own ambitions."

Li Xuan stood up and walked to the window.

Looking down at the ordinary people queuing up to register, their faces full of worry, he slowly spoke, "But I will not leave."

"You want me to go with you to make that ill-gotten money? You're dreaming."

"Money earned through dishonest means?" Old Zhao protested. "How is it dishonest?"

"That's earning a living through one's own abilities!"

Li Xuan suddenly turned around, and the pressure emanating from his superior forced Old Zhao to take a step back.

"Based on your own ability? Your ability was cultivated by the state!"

"It was the platform provided by Red Star Hospital that allowed you to hone your skills!"

"Now that you've grown wings, you're thinking of using this white coat to squeeze every last drop of profit out of your patients?"

"Old Zhao, you can go now."

"Once they step out of this door, they're no longer soldiers that I, Li Xuan, led."

Old Zhao's face flushed red and then turned pale. Finally, in shame and anger, he grabbed his resignation letter, slammed the door, and left.

......

Old Zhao's resignation was like a pebble thrown into an already turbulent lake.

Rumors are rampant.

"I heard the head of surgery has passed away!"

"It seems they're also taking a group of key personnel with them!"

"That's nothing! I even heard that Dean Li is being poached! They're offering him an annual salary of 100,000!"

"Oh no, oh no, Hongxing Hospital is going to collapse! Where will we go for medical treatment now?"

In the hospital, the young doctors and nurses were distracted and their work was neglected, while the patients were filled with panic.

Faced with all this, Li Xuan did not choose to remain silent.

"Pass down the notice: a general meeting of all staff will be held at 3 p.m. this afternoon."

"Everyone except those on duty must be present."

......

At 3 p.m., the auditorium was packed, and the atmosphere was oppressive and somber.

Hundreds of eyes were fixed on the man on the podium.

Li Xuan, wearing a clean white lab coat, walked steadily onto the podium.

He didn't bring a speech, but rested his hands on the lectern and scanned the entire room.

At that moment, the previously noisy auditorium became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

That's what aura is.

This is the majesty of a grandmaster!

"I know, everyone's been feeling restless lately."

Li Xuan spoke, his voice loud and clear, carrying a powerful, stabilizing force.

Some people say that the outside world is wonderful and that money is easy to make there.

Some say that those who wield scalpels are not as well off as those who wield razors, and those who work on atomic bombs are not as well off as those who sell tea eggs.

A commotion arose in the audience, and many people lowered their heads.

Yes, that's right.

"Go south, go to a private hospital, maybe that will allow you to live in a villa and drive a car."

Li Xuan's tone suddenly shifted, becoming sharp, "But!"

"I'd like to ask everyone here, what oath did you take when you put on this white coat?"

"Has the Hippocratic Oath been eaten by dogs?!"

"Being a doctor has never been a shortcut to wealth!"

"If you want to get rich, go into business, go buy and sell, I won't stop you!"

"You can resign and leave at any time."

"But since you're staying here, as long as you're still wearing this white coat, remember one thing!"

Li Xuan extended a finger and slammed it heavily on the lectern, producing a deafening sound.

"The battlefield for doctors is the operating table under the operating lights!"

"No more toasts and drinks at the dinner table! No more haggling in the business world!"

"As long as I, Li Xuan, am alive, the doors of Hongxing Hospital will remain open for the people!"

"Whether they are rich or poor, officials or farmers."

"Once you step through this door, your life is ours to save!"

"This is the soul of Red Star Hospital!"

boom!

These words struck the hearts of everyone like a resounding bell.

The young doctors who had been wavering raised their heads, and the confusion in their eyes gradually faded.

In its place came a long-lost passion.

Yes, they study medicine precisely to heal the sick and save lives.

When did it become a tool for making money?

"The dean is right!"

Someone in the crowd shouted out.

Immediately afterwards, thunderous applause resounded throughout the auditorium and lasted for a long time.

Li Xuan looked at the pairs of eyes below the stage that had regained their clarity and determination, and his tone softened.

"Of course, I won't let everyone talk about ideals on an empty stomach."

"I have reached a deep cooperation agreement with Ji Shi Pharmaceutical Factory in Hong Kong."

"The hospital's research funding and everyone's bonuses and benefits will double starting next month!"

"We want to retain the most conscientious doctors with the best technology and the best compensation!"

This is true confidence!

They're balancing sentimentality with making money.

"Long live the Dean!"

The cheers nearly lifted the roof off.

On this day, Li Xuan used a speech to defy the tide of a materialistic era.

They built an indestructible dam for Hongxing Hospital!

He not only stabilized the morale of the troops, but also elevated his reputation in the medical field to an unprecedented level!

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