Everyone in the conference room stood up. Dean Shen shook hands with Director Zhu, Tu Wenbin, and Ye Yongan, the two presidents of the Union Medical College, and then asked with a smile:
"What brings you all to this poor place like Changping?"
Dean Tu still had a harmless and smiling look on his face:
"There's an outbreak in Changping, right? According to the latest data, even Huilongguan and Huangtudian have seen small-scale fever cases. The epidemic is about to spread to Beijing, and higher authorities are also worried.
Perhaps the higher authorities felt that your Chinese medicine hospital alone couldn't handle the situation, so they specifically instructed our Union Hospital to bring our best personnel to support you, guide your clinical work, and strive to eliminate the epidemic in the suburbs of Beijing."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the conference room looked at Dean Tu with somewhat unfriendly eyes.
What does it mean that Peking Union Medical College Hospital guides traditional Chinese medicine hospitals?
The two hospitals are of the same level, and have been in unpleasant dispute over Chinese and Western medicine for decades. Now suddenly saying this and not hitting people shows that the Chinese medicine hospital has good quality.
Dean Shen could naturally hear that Tu Wenbin was taking advantage of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, and he was also very unhappy.
This dissatisfaction is directed at the higher authorities. I thought, since you have handed it over to the Chinese Medicine Hospital, why did you send the Union Hospital to join in the fun? Doesn't this mean you don't trust us?
In fact, the higher authorities are also helpless. If an epidemic breaks out in the capital area and spreads, everyone from top to bottom will be held responsible.
As the superior department, they will of course organize the strongest medical force to eliminate this wave of epidemic. This strongest force includes all hospitals in the capital, rather than relying solely on the Chinese medicine hospital.
But it's weird, everyone would say:
"Old Butcher, Old Ye, I don't think the higher authorities asked you to come here to instruct us on our work. I think they sent you here to learn from us, right? No problem, we, as your masters, will definitely teach you well."
Hehehe~~~
Everyone in the Chinese medicine hospital's conference room chuckled, feeling like they had pulled one back.
Vice President Ye Yongan saw Lin Sanqi in the corner of the conference room at this time, and his eyes suddenly lit up:
"Hey, isn't this Comrade Lin Sanqi? You agreed to come to our Union Hospital after the Chinese New Year to conduct research on debridement and suturing. Why haven't you come yet in April? Is it because your dean won't let you go? This old guy is short-sighted and likes to guard his own little piece of land."
Dean Shen was not annoyed, and retorted proudly:
"Wow, the prestigious Union Hospital is still asking for advice from our young doctors at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital? Okay, I'm putting this on hold today, Lin Sanqi. Go to the Union Hospital tomorrow and teach them how to sew and tie knots. If they can't even do that, what kind of surgeon are they?"
Ye Yongan and Tu Wenbin were both choked up, and suddenly laughed at themselves:
"You little Zhuge, you're still so stubborn and won't take any loss."
The deans were both from the former medical corps. In fact, they are all old acquaintances and old friends. Since they are acquaintances, they naturally speak without restraint.
It can be said that in the 1950s and 1960s, leaders of departments at all levels across the country were all from the military and were old comrades-in-arms.
Of course, if we have to divide it, we can divide it into the First Field Army, the Second Field Army, the Third Field Army, the Fourth Field Army, and the Huaye Field Army. Among them, the Fourth Field Army was the most capable in the past, and it was also the one that suffered the most later...
A map of the capital was hung in the simple conference room, and people from both hospitals sat on either side, listening to the analysis and judgment of the health department.
Director Zhu Jinwen pointed to the map and said:
"Old Tu is right. The latest epidemic has spread from the outer suburbs of Changping and Huairou to the northern suburbs of the capital. If it is not brought under control in time, it will affect the capital city within 10 days.
There are nearly 2.5 million people in the urban area, as well as so many party and government organs and museums of various countries. Once the epidemic spreads, the consequences will be very serious. Therefore, the higher authorities have instructed our health system to mobilize all its forces to eliminate the epidemic outside Beijing.
Don't overthink it, Old Shen. It's not that the higher-ups don't trust you. It's simply that this is too big a situation for your hospital to handle alone. So, the higher-ups decided to hand over the hard-hit Changping area to you, Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and Union Hospital for joint management.
The other major hospitals in the capital also have their own contracted areas. Everyone should work together and bring out the highest medical standards of your major hospitals to see who can cure the most patients and make the greatest contribution. This will also affect your funding allocation for next year."
The reason why Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was designated as the designated hospital for the epidemic by its superiors in the beginning was not because Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine was the best, but because they happened to have a branch in Changping.
Now that the epidemic is expanding and the number of patients is increasing, it is beyond the capacity of a single hospital to handle the situation, which is why major hospitals are providing support.
The same plan was used when we were producing masks. One province supported one district or county, and we jointly fought the epidemic and ultimately won. This is the advantage of our system.
Dean Shen was born into a military family, so naturally he took it as his duty to obey orders, so he stated his position on the spot:
"Okay, we will definitely obey the instructions from our superiors and do our utmost to fight this epidemic. Leader, please assign the tasks."
Director Zhu is actually on the same level as Dean Shen and Dean Tu of Union Hospital, so naturally he doesn't dare to act arrogantly:
"Okay, okay, Lao Shen, don't make it so tragic. We must take the epidemic seriously tactically, but we must also despise it strategically. We will definitely defeat it in the end.
Well, here's what I'm thinking: since your Kuanjie Chinese Medicine Hospital already has outpatient facilities and living quarters, there's no need for Union Hospital to set up a field hospital. How about merging your two hospitals?"
Dean Shen and Dean Tu shook their heads:
"No, Old Zhu, we are traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and they at Union Hospital focus on Western medicine. Our treatment concepts and methods are different, and the medications we use are different. Combining them together will easily cause confusion."
"Yes, I think it's better for us to split it up. Union Hospital will temporarily use the precious space of the Chinese Medicine Hospital for clinical treatment. Of course, Union Hospital will be responsible for all the medicines and logistics."
Both hospitals are top hospitals and naturally have their own pride.
Director Zhu thought for a moment and nodded:
"That's fine too. Then you can divide it up among yourselves, half for each of you and half for the patient. But if you do that, hehe, it'll be like you two families are competing head-to-head."
Two top hospitals are treating patients in the same courtyard. Which is better, Chinese medicine or Western medicine? The number of patients cured and their efficiency will make it clear.
Dean Shen smiled and said, "Of course our Chinese Medicine Hospital has this confidence. Let Xiehe come forward."
Dean Tu said indifferently, "Then let our colleagues at the Chinese Medicine Hospital see what modern medicine is and what the future of medicine is."
The two deans had smiles on their faces, but when their eyes met, the air seemed to emit bursts of electric sounds and sparks flew!
After the meeting, the people at Union Hospital immediately began to prepare, and Vice President Ji went to coordinate the medical facilities.
Dean Shen kept all the doctors from the Chinese Medicine Hospital, his face livid:
"Everyone saw it, right? Union Hospital has come to our door. They didn't go to Shunyi, Haidian, or Mentougou, but came to Changping. Their show of force is self-evident, so we must go all out to deal with this epidemic.
I'm going back to the main hospital now to arrange for staff and medication. Every one of you, immediately join the fight. Remember, this is a battle. If there are truly patients who cannot handle it, let the 12 veteran specialists in the back office take care of it. Don't worry about the impact at this point."
Wow, everyone stood up and expressed their opinions:
"Don't worry, Dean, our Chinese medicine is the best!"
"I will never bring shame to our ancestors!"
Dean Shen nodded, "Okay, everyone, let's go back to your own work. Lin Sanqi, you stay."
When Lin Sanqi heard this, he was surprised. Even though he was wearing the guise of a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, he was still a Western doctor at heart. This was like pointing at a bald donkey and scolding a monk.
"Xiao Qi, you are our Chinese medicine hospital's secret weapon during this epidemic, so you must do your best for me!"
Lin Sanqi knew that he absolutely could not retreat at this time. No leader likes a coward:
"Uncle Shen, don't worry. I'll hit you wherever you point, without hesitation."
"Good boy, I didn't misjudge you. The first task I'm going to give you is to find a way to get me some daily necessities."
"for example?……"
"For example, meat, whether you want pork or beef, we need everything. We also need fish, duck, and eggs. We also need rice and flour. In short, we need as much as you can get. Don't be afraid to spend money. I'll reimburse you."
Lin Sanqi blinked, a little confused about Dean Shen's routine.
"Uncle Shen, have you prepared some good food and wine to entertain our colleagues at Union Hospital? Weren't we at loggerheads before? Why are you being so nice to them now?"
Dean Shen laughed angrily:
"Bullshit! I wouldn't feed them to a dog. I asked you to prepare so much food for us. We're going to feast on delicious food right in front of them, and piss off those bastards at Union Hospital!"
Lin Sanqi burst out laughing:
"Uncle Shen, you're really too obsessed with appearances. Aren't you afraid that we'll eat too much and end up going over budget?"
Dean Shen waved his hand vigorously: "Money is not a problem. With so many patients, the daily turnover is huge. If the money can buy food, I don't mind spending it at all."
Lin Sanqi complained in his heart: This old man still wants to take advantage of me and exchange money for supplies.
"And Xiaoqi, besides ensuring daily necessities, could you please share your amazing ibuprofen formula, Amo's formula? I know it's your family's secret recipe, but now that Union Hospital has come knocking, our Chinese Medicine Hospital can't lose!"
Lin Sanqi thought, these are just Western medicines, right? Using them to defeat the Western medicine school of Peking Union Medical College seems a bit unfair.
"Uncle Shen, I can prepare these two medicines, but only I know how to use them. Just prepare a large amount of herbs for me."
Dean Shen was relieved when he heard it: “Okay, I’ll prepare the herbs, you make a list.”
Lin Sanqi thought: Don't blame me for fleecing socialism. (End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
