Huadu Medical University, on campus.
When Lou Xiaoling, the former counselor, saw Lin Sanqi, she started cursing again:
"This bucktooth Su is really a piece of shit. He makes a big deal out of even the smallest mistake. He did it last time with you, and he did it this time with Sister Wang. I don't know if this is to show that he's capable or incompetent!"
The bucktoothed Su in Lou Xiaoling's mouth is Su Lairong, the new president of Huadu Medical University.
A new official has three things to do when he takes office, so Lin Sanqi was a chicken that ran into his gun and became a victim of his "three strictnesses" of strict management of schools, strict management of medicine, and strict management of academics.
When Lin Sanqi was about to be expelled, Uncle Lin also entrusted the family members who were officials to say hello. Lou Xiaoling's father was the dean of the School of Biomedical Engineering and also helped to plead for him.
In the end, all of their requests were rejected by Principal Su, and in the end, no graduation certificate was issued.
Huadu Medical University is a university jointly established by the Ministry of Education, the Ministry of Health and Dongguan Province. President Su was transferred from the capital. If they don’t give face to the local government, then they really won’t give it.
Lin Sanqi chuckled:
"Sister Ling, you're still so intolerant of evil? By the way, what's going on with Teacher Wang?"
Lou Xiaoling also just graduated from graduate school. She is four years older than Lin Sanqi. She doesn't have the slightest airs of a teacher and gets along with her students like friends.
Although she is only 155cm tall, she is a girl who exudes a sense of justice and cannot tolerate any flaws in her eyes.
"Teacher Wang, you don't know about this?"
Lin Sanqi scratched his head. He had been busy traveling to another era and was still a little out of touch with the news of this era. He had only taken a quick glance at it on his phone before, and saw that everyone in the class group was discussing and sympathizing with Teacher Wang.
"I'm busy making money to support my family, so I don't have time to pay attention to the news!"
"Hey, this story started last month. Sister Wang was in the outpatient clinic and encountered a patient who needed emergency treatment. As you know, you can't stop the rescue midway. She happened to have a class that afternoon, so she was more than 20 minutes late.
Guess what? One of the international students in the class directly reported the teacher to the school, saying she was late for class and wasted his precious time. This matter should have been explained clearly. There are emergency records and surveillance footage, and it's not like Sister Wang was deliberately late.
Well, she's fallen into the trap of Bucktooth Su, violating his 'Three Stricts' principle. He's directly punished Sister Wang with a fine and revoked her performance review. Sister Wang was originally going to be promoted to a full-time position this year, but now that's gone too far."
When Lin Sanqi heard this, he became furious:
"That bucktooth Su is truly a piece of shit. Punishing the teacher for such a small matter is truly disheartening! Doesn't he have any conscience or empathy? Doesn't he know that doctors should prioritize healing and saving lives?"
Lou Xiaoling snorted softly:
"He was transferred from a local university. He's a complete layman. How could he understand the unique characteristics of our medicine? An amateur leading the experts? Just wait and see. Huadu Medical University is in big trouble. And that foreign student who reported us is nothing either. He eats and drinks for free and expects us to worship him like an ancestor. What a bunch of losers!"
Lin Sanqi also shared the same hatred and sighed: "Yes, none of them are good."
The nominal teacher and student complained for a long time before both sides finally let out a sigh of relief.
Lou Xiaoling suddenly remembered and looked at Lin Sanqi in confusion:
"By the way, I heard from my classmates that you've gotten rich recently. So, are you planning to treat me to a big meal?"
Lin Sanqi chuckled and walked and chatted with Lou Xiaoling in this familiar campus.
"Sister Ling, how can I, someone who was fired for real, make a fortune? Now I run a small business selling Chinese medicinal herbs with my family. I make some money, but my dream is to become a doctor. It would be so handsome to wear a white coat. What a pity..."
Lou Xiaoling kept curling her lips after hearing this:
"Don't feel sorry for anything. Haven't you seen through this society yet? For our principal, whoever feeds you is your mother. When you, Lin Sanqi, become a billionaire and donate tens of millions to the school, believe it or not, Bucktooth Su will cry and shout and give you your diploma back, and you won't be able to refuse it."
What Lin Sanqi didn't know was that he actually had a chance to redeem his diploma.
The school originally issued him a certificate of incomplete studies, which was actually a way to keep it in his pocket, because incomplete studies and taking a leave of absence are actually similar in meaning, and his student status is still retained.
As long as Lin Sanqi can get the highest-level connections, or become an outstanding alumnus in the future, and then pass the graduation supplementary examination within 2 years, then this belated graduation certificate and bachelor's degree certificate can still be issued to him.
That's why Lou Xiaoling said that as long as Lin Sanqi could donate tens of millions to the school, and as long as the principal agreed, getting a diploma would be a piece of cake.
Of course, in her eyes, it was impossible for Lin Sanqi to spend so much money just for a diploma. With tens of millions, who would still be a doctor? The annual interest income would be higher than the salary income.
Lin Sanqi's eyes swirled around, clearly considering the question: should he swallow his pride and spend the money to buy the certificate first? Perhaps donating 10 or 20 million yuan would even guarantee him admission to graduate school.
"Lin Sanqi, what do you want to talk to me about this time?"
"I almost forgot something. Oh, Sister Ling, have we thrown away the old machines that have been retired from the laboratories in our university?"
Lou Xiaoling grew up in the family quarters of Huadu Medical College. Three generations of her ancestors were teachers at Huadu Medical University. In addition, her father is now the dean of the School of Biomedical Engineering, so she knows a lot about things in the school.
"How could we possibly throw it away? The audit department regularly checks fixed assets. Without the school's consent, the hospital can't treat it as scrap, even if it's broken. It has to be stored in the warehouse. My dad even joked that some of the machines are older than me."
Lin Sanqi blinked and thought to himself that he had really come here. As he expected, a university with such rigid rules must have stocks.
"Sister Ling, can you help me? I want to purchase a batch of old machines that can be turned on and used normally. I can give the school money."
Now it was Lou Xiaoling's turn to look at Lin Sanqi with her big, stupid yet clear eyes, puzzled:
"Why do you want old machines? Let me tell you, if it's equipment related to nuclear medicine, I won't sell it to you no matter how much you pay. And if it's just some ordinary instrument, what use would you have in taking it back? Oh, is it the legendary instrument that can be refined into gold?"
Lin Sanqi laughed out loud, thinking that women really like to imagine things:
"Don't worry, I don't want any particularly sensitive instruments. I just want the most common instruments, such as extractors, imagers, quantifiers, amplifiers, enzyme markers, etc."
“Oh~~~”
Although Lou Xiaoling didn't understand what kind of medicine Lin Sanqi was selling, she was still willing to help out out of enthusiasm.
"Okay, my dad's college should have a lot of these instruments. It's the School of Biomedical Engineering, isn't that what they deal with? Come with me."
"Alright, Sister Ling is indeed awesome!"
"Stop flattering me, kid. If you really make gold, give me a gold necklace as thick as a dog chain. How cool..."
"no problem!"
In a warehouse at the School of Biomedical Engineering.
When the big iron door was opened, the expected dust did not fly everywhere. Lin Sanqi saw that various instruments, tables and chairs in the warehouse were neatly arranged, and there were even two huge lanterns in the corner.
Professor Lou walked in front and introduced the subject like a treasure:
"Xiao Lin, you don't know that although these instruments are outdated and out of date, and now they are just gathering dust in the corner of the warehouse, we old people are very attached to them.
Look at the machines here. They are the first generation of instruments we domestically produced in the 1970s. Although they are huge, they are very durable. We used them until around 2000 before we eliminated them.
And this batch of machines, these were the first batch of West German instruments introduced into our country. They cost a huge amount of money at the time. The training fees alone made our old principal feel bad. These foreigners were really ruthless.
So we treat these instruments like treasures. You see, there is not much dust on them. We regularly organize faculty and staff to carry out maintenance on them, and most of the machines can be guaranteed to start up normally.
We often joke that if relations with the Americans deteriorate, those advanced instruments might become useless, and we'd have to rely on these old, antique instruments to save the day. Even the younger workers wouldn't know how to use them, as they're all manually operated."
Lin Sanqi smiled and said:
"I understand this. Just like last winter's ice disaster, all those electric trains couldn't run, even the high-speed rail was suspended. In the end, they had to rely on obsolete internal combustion engines to save the day. I saw some places even bringing out steam locomotives."
Professor Lou said with emotion:
"Yes, young people nowadays only rely on automated machines. If the power goes out, they're completely helpless. Look at this hemogram machine from the 1970s. Although it's manually operated and counts, it doesn't rely on electricity or use any chips. How practical!"
Lin Sanqi looked at the old machines filling the warehouse and had a strong urge to pack them up and take them away.
Now, in order to sell the old professor's old machine, he had to turn around and deceive in the opposite direction:
"Professor Lou, don't worry. Our country is now strong, and these laboratory instruments have been domestically produced. We can't go back to the 1960s and 1970s when everything depended on foreign countries.
Besides, if you ask today’s graduate students, young professors, or even young and middle-aged teachers to operate these old machines that are decades old, I guess they will all be at a loss. You can’t ask the old experts to wear reading glasses and do it again, right?
So, instead of letting all these instruments rot in the warehouse, it would be better to reuse these old machines, give them a second life, and give them new life so that they can continue to shine in the front line of scientific research."
Lou Xiaoling also nodded repeatedly, supporting Lin Sanqi:
"That's right, Dad, you're really old. Why are you always nostalgic? You need to look forward and think about the future. You should just throw away this garbage. Look at the buyer I found for you. He's my student, and he's also your student. We're family, so you can just give him away for a little while!"
Professor Lou was a little unsure about Lin Sanqi's tricks:
"Xiao Lin, if I sell you these old machines, what are you going to do with them? If you're just going to throw them into a furnace and melt them, I won't sell them to you."
Of course, Lin Sanqi couldn't tell the truth. Could it be that he was going to be sold until 1960? He would have to be imprisoned in the Huadu Mental Hospital.
"Professor Lou, I'm actually planning to sell these old machines to Africa."
"Africa?"
"Yes, Africa, you should know that Africa is still very backward. The quality of medical workers there cannot be compared with ours, so they can't afford any advanced equipment. They don't have the money.
Even if you can afford it, those black uncles don't know how to operate it, so the best thing is to buy these old, durable machines. If they break down, you can fix them yourself. Otherwise, after-sales maintenance is a big hassle that is difficult to solve."
Professor Lou nodded slightly when he heard this, obviously accepting this reason.
In Africa, even cannibal tribes still exist. People are so poor that they can only buy the cheapest second-hand goods.
"Selling it to the Asian, African, and Latin American brothers is not impossible. So, Xiaolin, how much are you prepared to offer?"
Lin Sanqi originally planned to buy 5 machines, but now he changed his mind. Since every college has a warehouse full of second-hand goods, most of them can still be used. Even if they can't be used, they can be disassembled into parts for spare parts.
"Professor Lou, if possible, I want to buy all the old machines in your warehouse. I, I offer 5 million!"
"How many?"
“5 million RMB!”
Professor Lou and several teachers nearby were all surprised. Lin Sanqi felt a little unsure, thinking, 5 million, is this too little?
"Hahaha, 5 million, Xiaoling, you are such a generous student. It seems like you are here to take care of your alma mater."
Professor Lou and several other teachers laughed. "Okay, 5 million. Xiaolin, you can't fool me."
Professor Lou's previous sigh seemed to be nostalgic, as if he was reluctant to part with these second-hand machines, but in fact he was just acting, performing for Lin Sanqi to see.
Don't think that Lin Sanqi is fooling him. In fact, it is clearly Professor Lou who is fooling Lin Sanqi.
How is it possible that the machines in this warehouse will be used again in the future?
After using modern fully automatic instruments, who would still use these antiques from decades ago?
Therefore, if the second-hand machinery and equipment in this warehouse were sold as scrap metal, they could be sold for 50,000 or 60,000 yuan at most.
It can now be sold for 5 million. According to the unspoken rules of the university, the money from selling second-hand waste can be retained in the college as logistics funds, which is equivalent to giving the School of Biomedical Engineering an extra sum of valuable funds out of thin air.
Of course, all the college teachers present were delighted.
Lin Sanqi understood at once that he had been cheated. However, as I said before, the School of Biomedical Engineering might have made a lot of money, but he, Lin Sanqi, did not lose anything either.
By 1960, these secondhand instruments would have been worth 500 kilograms of musk, wouldn't that have been a lot? That would have been hundreds of millions of yuan. (Wild musk is worth more than ten times that.)
Lin Sanqi smiled and said:
"Professor Lou, you're not only my teacher, but also Sister Ling's father. We're so closely related, how could I possibly fool you? How about you give me a bank account right now and I'll transfer the money right away?"
Professor Lou patted Lin Sanqi's shoulder happily. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
"Don't worry, don't worry. Although this is second-hand equipment, it's also public property. I can't make the decision on my own. So, I'll call an emergency meeting right away and discuss it with everyone. If the academy agrees and the president approves, then we can complete this transaction."
Lin Sanqi nodded, knowing that public institutions were very rigid and that procedures had to be followed, so he nodded and left.
After leaving the School of Biomedical Engineering, Lin Sanqi and Lou Xiaoling were in a very happy mood.
"Sister Ling, let's go. I'll treat you to a big meal at noon."
Lou Xiaoling completed a task for her former student, so naturally she wasn't polite:
"Let's go to the food court behind the school. I'm going to rip you off today and eat at Haidilao."
Lin Sanqi moved his mouth but didn't say anything in the end. In fact, he really wanted to say, I am really a billionaire now, there is no need to save money for him, a meal at Haidilao will only cost a few hundred yuan at most.
But the girl had good intentions, so Lin Sanqi didn't say anything and they happily walked towards the food street together.
After lunch, Lin Sanqi and Lou Xiaoling were still watching a movie when Professor Lou called:
"Xiao Lin, something unexpected happened. Can you come to school now?"
Lin Sanqi instantly became nervous: "Professor Lou, what's wrong? Did the meeting fail?"
"Oh no, our college and the school have agreed. It's just that, hey, you should come by yourself."
Only a fool would not sell a bunch of discarded second-hand instruments for 5 million yuan, and the school will definitely not obstruct it.
Lin Sanqi was bewildered, and Lou Xiaoling was the first to get anxious. "What are you thinking? Let's go to school and see who's causing trouble again!"
In the office of the Dean of the School of Biomedical Engineering.
Lin Sanqi was so nervous looking at the bigwigs from various colleges in front of him that he could only sit halfway on his chair.
He has been at Huadu Medical University for five years and can still tell the difference between the big and small Wangs. If he is not mistaken, those among them include Dean Xie of the School of Basic Medicine, Dean Zhang of the School of Laboratory and Biotechnology, and Dean Zhang of the School of Pharmacy.
Also present was Wang Chengwen, the dean of the First Clinical College where Lin Sanqi worked back then.
It was the principal who disciplined Lin Sanqi, not the deans of the colleges, so Lin Sanqi still respects or fears these teachers of that time.
No student is not afraid of the teacher.
Professor Lou said a little embarrassedly:
"Xiao Lin, I'm sure you all know these teachers, so I won't introduce them to you. I asked you to come here because they have something to discuss with you."
Dean Wang Chengwen looked at Lin Sanqi and said with a bit of regret:
"Student Lin Sanqi, I remember you. A few months ago, you were the only student in the entire Huadu Medical University who received a certificate of incomplete studies. It's not that I'm trying to curry favor with you now. I strongly protested to the school at the time, but unfortunately, it was unsuccessful."
Lin Sanqi felt somewhat dejected after hearing this and said with a wry smile, "Thank you, Dean Wang. I...sigh..."
Dean Wang suddenly smiled slyly:
"But now there's a good opportunity before you. I, oh no, I and so many deans can guarantee that you get your diploma and degree. Do you want to give it a try?"
"Yes, yes, very hopeful!"
"It's not that there's hope. With all of us deans combined, there's absolutely no problem!"
"It was just a small matter. Principal Su was not considerate enough at the time."
Several deans smiled and spoke one after another, which made Lin Sanqi feel warm in his heart.
"Deans, tell me, what's the solution? I want to try. After all, I studied medicine for five years, and I'm not willing to leave with nothing!"
Dean Wang slammed the table and said, "Don't say you're unhappy. As a teacher, I'm equally unhappy and very angry!"
Dean Xie of the School of Basic Medical Sciences couldn't stand Dean Wang's hesitation and interrupted directly:
"Xiao Lin, the thing is, you're planning to buy the second-hand equipment from the Biomedical Engineering College warehouse today. Your asking price is 5 million, right?"
Lin Sanqi nodded blankly, "Yes."
"Hey, well, Xiaolin, it's not just the School of Biomedical Engineering that has second-hand instruments. Our School of Basic Medical Sciences, School of Laboratory and Biotechnology, School of Pharmacy, and even the First Clinical School where you used to study, also have a lot of discarded second-hand instruments.
Don't worry, we usually take good care of these second-hand instruments, and most of them can still be used. So a few of us decided that you should just pack them all up and take them away. Hehe, it's not just herding one sheep, it's also herding a flock of sheep."
Lin Sanqi understood. It turned out that these deans were jealous of the extra money made by the School of Biomedical Engineering and were targeting him, Lin Sanqi, as a sucker.
Dean Zhang of the School of Pharmacy also expressed his opinion at this time:
"Student Xiaolin, our requirements are not high. All the second-hand equipment in our five colleges is worth 20 million. You can pack it all up and take it away. I can guarantee that the second-hand equipment in our other four colleges will definitely not be less than that of the School of Biomedical Engineering, but will be more.
Once you've paid the 20 million, rest assured, we'll take care of your diploma and degree. We guarantee that the day your money arrives, your diploma will also be delivered to you."
Lin Sanqi was overjoyed when he heard this.
In the eyes of these deans, 20 million might be a way to make Lin Sanqi a sucker, as compensation for helping him get a graduation diploma.
But in Lin Sanqi's opinion, so many second-hand equipment, including machines used in the hospital's laboratory and special laboratory instruments, would definitely be sold at a sky-high price in several key hospitals across the country if they were brought back in 1960.
What's more, he can get the graduation certificate he has always dreamed of. Is there any better news than this?
"Okay, 20 million, I agree. But, Bucktooth Su, ugh, will Principal Su still be stuck with it?"
Dean Wang slammed the table when he heard this:
"How dare he? He's just an outsider, and he's just starting to stir up trouble. We should all be more tolerant of him. If he still disregards the interests of the school and only cares about his own face, then the deans of several colleges will unite and report this to the higher-ups, and have him go back home!"
Dean Xie, Dean Zhang, Dean Lou, and Dean Zhang nodded at the same time:
"Yes, we have united all the deans to force the emperor to abdicate. How dare Principal Su not give us face?"
Lin Sanqi thought to himself, this bucktoothed principal is really unpopular. Even the deans of the colleges below are not convinced by him. This principal is really a failure.
"Okay, the deans have spoken, so let's make it a deal."
The five deans were delighted to hear this: "Let's go to our warehouse and take a look..." (End of this chapter)
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