Transmigrated to the 1960s, Li Chu only wanted to lay low and live a safe, peaceful life.
..."Old Cheng, are you saying that these are the questions that Dean Li raised just now?" The leader asked, sitting on the sofa in the office's reception area, looking at Vice Minister Cheng across from him.
"Well, after the meeting just now, I invited him to my office and asked him about this issue. He then gave me a long and detailed explanation, and finally raised those few questions."
"So, he approves of this medical license?"
"Yes, he agrees with that, but he says it needs to be distinguished."
“Indeed, the questions he asked were excellent. We do need to distinguish these people from medical school graduates. Let’s have another meeting to discuss this later.”
"Let's go, boss, it's time for dinner."
The senior leader glanced at the time, stood up from behind his desk, and walked out.
"You know what, Lao Cheng, this Dean Li is really a talent. It's a pity that the ministry shouldn't have agreed to let him enlist in the first place."
Vice Minister Cheng smiled but didn't reply, and walked out of the office first.
Are you kidding me? You can't just say you disagree.
The notice that Li Chu was to enlist came from above, and it was a notice, not an application, so no one cared whether it was approved or not.
Minister Li at the time didn't want him to enlist, but who took your opinion seriously?
...
On the way back to the main hospital, Li Chu was also thinking about the medical practitioner's license issue that he had just mentioned.
I don't know which genius came up with this idea, but does that mean that the medical professional title examination should replace the professional and technical level assessment next?
However, there are many problems here that cannot be solved overnight. If we really implement this, we don't know when it will take. If we can straighten out the various systems and reach a mature and implementable standard within ten years, that would be considered fast.
The path of healthcare reform actually began to emerge as early as 1979. In the following decade or so, healthcare will be gradually pushed towards marketization and capitalization.
And the contradictions will gradually emerge.
The public will gradually shift from believing that everything the doctor says is true to doubting, and eventually to distrust, leading to a major outbreak of conflict.
What is the current situation in hospitals?
Once you're admitted to the hospital, regardless of whether you have money or not, they'll treat you first. Even if you don't pay later, the hospital isn't worried, because the government will cover the costs.
At this point, it's impossible for a hospital to perform bizarre procedures like an electrocardiogram or chest X-ray if you have a broken finger.
But once healthcare is truly marketized, well, what was that advertising slogan again...?
Anything is possible.
Forget it, don't even think about it. He's not the decision-maker. At most, he can offer some opinions for others to consider.
When he got back to the hospital, he realized he had made a mistake; it was past lunchtime and there was nowhere to eat.
"Xiaotian, why didn't you remind me that it was lunchtime?"
"I thought you had already eaten them all."
"Aren't you going to eat?"
"I just ate something at the ministry's canteen..." Tian Jun's voice trailed off.
Well, I'm the only one left who hasn't eaten.
Li Chu opened the car door and got out, waving to Tian Jun to park the car. He stood downstairs in the administration building, wondering if he should go out for a meal.
But I'm really too lazy to move.
The window of an office on the first floor was opened, and Ding Qiunan's voice could be heard coming from it.
What are you doing standing there?
Upon hearing his wife's voice, he immediately ran to the window.
"I forgot to eat, and I was just wondering whether I should go out to get something to eat."
"You went to a meeting and didn't eat?"
"I forgot what I was saying. Old Cheng probably did it on purpose. He knew it was lunchtime, but he didn't tell me to eat something there. He just told me to leave when I said I was leaving."
Seeing her husband's resentful expression, Ding Qiunan smiled to herself in the office.
"Shall I go out with you to get something to eat?"
"No, you rest. I'll just stroll out and get something to eat."
"Then you should go quickly, lest you get stomach problems from hunger."
Stepping out of the hospital and standing at the main entrance, Li Chu looked around blankly. He wasn't actually hungry, but if he didn't eat now, there really wouldn't be anything left to eat later.
Nowadays, restaurants close for the day after mealtimes.
I had just lifted my foot to find a restaurant to grab a bite when two foreigners walked towards me, accompanied by a Chinese man who looked like a translator.
He didn't pay much attention. In the past two years, there have been more and more foreigners in Beijing. He moved aside a little and continued on his way.
Unexpectedly, the three people walked straight towards him.
One of the foreigners stood in front of him and began to speak a long string of words in English.
They were speaking French, which he could understand. They explained that they were a pharmaceutical company from Europe who had previously purchased his prescription and now wanted to discuss further cooperation.
Li Chu pretended not to understand and waited for the translator to finish speaking before speaking.
"If you want to talk to me, you can apply through the foreign affairs department. I will not talk to any foreigners about anything before I receive instructions from my superiors."
After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, but the translator blocked his way again.
"Comrade Li, isn't it a bit impolite of you to treat foreign friends like this?"
"Heh," Li Chu looked at the young man who had just introduced himself as a translator from the business department, shook his head slightly, ignored him, and instead turned and waved towards the hospital entrance.
The sentries at the gate had already noticed this place. Now, when the leader beckoned, the sentries didn't move, but four people ran over from the guardhouse.
"Xiao Zhang, keep an eye on those three. If they follow us into the hospital, arrest them all and put them in solitary confinement. Then notify the leaders of the commerce department to come and pick them up."
"Yes, Dean."
The two foreigners looked bewildered. They couldn't understand the language at all, but it didn't seem like anything good was going on.
Li Chu turned to look at the somewhat panicked translator and said, "Translate what I just said to them verbatim, and then lead them away."
The translator looked at the four guards and had no choice but to translate what Li Chu had just said.
However, he added some of his own words to it.
This completely enraged Li Chu. Before the translator could finish speaking, he immediately ordered the guards to silence the translator.
This made the two foreigners' voices tremble; they had no idea why this was happening.
"Is this how you do translation work?"
After the translator was restrained by the guards, his face turned pale. He didn't understand why this was happening. Just as he was about to say something, a shocking scene unfolded.
Li Chu then began to communicate with the two foreigners in fluent French.