Seeing Lin Sanqi's surprised expression, the leader quickly tried to deceive him, or rather, to explain:
"These 200 units are probably not enough. Some are needed domestically. With so many hospitals across the country, even one would be a lot. In addition, military hospitals also have a huge demand.
Most importantly, many of our Asian, African, and Latin American brothers are also short of X-ray machines. We can then sell some to them and, ahem, make a little profit from the difference. We're short of foreign exchange right now."
Lin Sanqi was surprised when he heard this. He thought, "Aren't we always generous with our gifts? Why is this leader saying we want to sell them and make a profit?" This doesn't fit the main theme.
"Leader, where are you from?"
"My hometown is Wenzhou, what's wrong?"
Lin Sanqi thought, no wonder, it turns out he is from the south. Southerners are smart and unwilling to do business at a loss, but they are good at making a profit from the price difference.
As a modern person, Lin Sanqi also strongly agrees with the idea of reselling goods internationally to make a profit. No one owes anyone anything, so why should I give you my things for free?
The key point is that some countries have developed bad habits because of giving away too many free things.
A few days ago, Lin Sanqi was browsing the news on his mobile phone in 2013 and saw that my country had loaned more than 200 million US dollars to a small country in South Asia. As a result, the country cheated and said it didn't want to pay it back. He simply said to treat it as free aid.
As a result, we can only watch helplessly, because if you want to collect the debt, people will say that you are a big country bullying a small country. I will not be friends with you, I will be friends with the small island.
There is no way to deal with such scoundrels. They dare to do this because we have provided too much free assistance in the past. As a result, they are ungrateful and have become ungrateful.
We are noble, but there are still many uncivilized and barbaric countries.
Now this big leader plans to sell the machine at a high price because he has seen that the small countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America cannot get advanced equipment. This market is huge, so Lin Sanqi must support it.
Of course, the more Lin Sanqi is sold, the more money is earned. This is a typical win-win situation.
"Okay, I'll take care of the 200 X-ray machines. But, boss, I have a question. How are you going to pay for it?"
The big leader smiled slyly at this time and asked:
"Comrade Lin Sanqi, I've heard you're called the timely rain of traditional Chinese medicine. So, Comrade Timely Rain wouldn't ask for foreign exchange or gold, would you? Besides these, you can ask for anything else."
If it were any other smuggler, he would definitely turn around and leave immediately when he heard that he was not given money.
Damn it, you want to get something for nothing?
But Lin Sanqi was an exception. He just didn't want foreign exchange. Of course, he liked gold, but he had long given up the idea of getting gold from the country. It was not easy for the gold troops to get some gold while sleeping in the open air.
"200 X-ray machines, each costing at least 130,000 RMB, that's over 20 million RMB. At the theoretical exchange rate of 1:2.5, that's about 10 million US dollars."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself that the higher authorities would definitely not approve such a large amount of US dollars.
Then continue to ask for medicinal materials?
"Boss, how about you continue to pay for these X-ray machines with Chinese medicinal herbs? Anything like ginseng or musk will do."
The big boss smiled and said, "Yes, but the quantity this time is too large, so it will take us a while to collect it. It may take several months or even more than a year. I wonder if you can wait?"
Almost all the precious Chinese medicinal materials in the capital have been taken away by Lin Sanqi.
Now ginseng farmers in Northeast China are rushing to the mountains in large numbers to collect large quantities of wild ginseng.
Similarly, the musk deer in the Qinling Mountains or the northwest have also suffered. Every day, countless hunters hunt them all over the mountains for musk deer.
But this takes time and cannot be put together in a few days.
Once everything is gathered, it needs to be processed, which takes a lot of time.
In addition, under the current logistics and transportation environment, it also takes a lot of time to transport traditional Chinese medicines from all over the country to the capital. Adding up all these traditional Chinese medicines worth more than 20 million yuan, it will definitely take at least one or two years to complete.
Hearing that it would take so long, Lin Sanqi hesitated.
If you change the medicinal materials, it will take several months or even years to get them, so the risk is very high.
Since ancient times, when the people owe officials, they will not be able to escape in the end.
But officials owe the people, and as time goes by, the debt is gone.
Didn’t you see in the news that so many IOUs eventually became waste paper, no one redeemed them, and they refused to recognize them when a new leader came.
So Lin Sanqi's eyes turned, and he immediately had a new idea:
"Leader, in addition to medicinal herbs, I can also purchase jade."
"Jade? Do you mean Hetian jade, Lantian jade, or something like that? Oh~~~ These are all great treasures."
Lin Sanqi thought that now unprocessed jade raw stones are everywhere. No one buys them even if they are not mined. He would believe it 100 years earlier, and he would also believe it 30 years later.
But in 1960, the situation of jade was even worse than that of traditional Chinese medicine.
Chinese medicinal materials can at least cure diseases and still have some value.
But jade cannot be eaten, used, or exported to earn foreign exchange. It is even too hard to be used for wiping buttocks. It can be said that it is no different from waste. Yet this big leader blurts out that it is a treasure.
Southerners are indeed smart!
"Boss, there are so many jades in China. I only want Hetian jade and Huangtian jade. Changhua bloodstone is also acceptable. Of course, the quality must be the best. You can't let me suffer a loss in quantity. After all, I also have to give an explanation to my boss.
Leader, you don't know, all I've been exchanging for medicinal herbs over the years are now piled up like mountains and I can't cash them in. I'm often scolded for this, but I've been enduring it for the sake of our country. It's hard for me."
The big boss couldn't bear it anymore, thinking that this was indeed a bit of bullying, so he patted Lin Sanqi's shoulder again:
"Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer regarding the jade and will not embarrass you."
In fact, what the leader is thinking is:
"They're just rocks. Go dig them up. Dig as much as you want. Exchange the rocks for an X-ray machine. Make a killing!"
After the big boss and Lin Sanqi reached an agreement, the big boss did not care how to implement it. The details were handed over to the boss of Lin Sanqi's direct boss, Minister Jing Qisheng.
the next day.
President Tu, Vice President Ye, Director of the Respiratory Department Guo Jianqiao and others from Union Hospital rushed to the Chinese Medicine Hospital.
When they saw with their own eyes the foreign guest who had been sentenced to death by Union Hospital sitting on the bed and drinking milk, they were all stunned.
Dean Tu's expression was as ugly as constipation. Even Dean Shen stopped mocking him, fearing that the old man would get angry and hit someone.
"Comrade Kobayashi, please tell me first, does Mr. Ramiz have lung cancer?"
This is the core of the dispute between the two hospitals. Peking Union Medical College Hospital believes that it is lung cancer and therefore no treatment is needed, while the Chinese Medicine Hospital believes that it is not lung cancer and there is still a possibility of rescue.
Lin Sanqi took the X-ray film taken by his own hospital and handed it to the people at Union Hospital:
"Director Tu, our words alone are not enough to prove anything. The chest X-ray is the evidence. Can you see for yourself if this is lung cancer?"
Dean Tu knew that Lin Sanqi dared to say this, and the answer was obviously very clear. In fact, when he first diagnosed it at Union Hospital, he suspected that it was not lung cancer, but a mass or a tuberculosis.
"I don't need to look at it anymore. Show the chest X-ray to Director Guo."
Guo Jianqiao's face turned as red as Guan Gong's. He was also a smart man, so how could he not know that his diagnosis was wrong.
But since the dean had spoken, he didn't dare disobey, so he picked up the X-ray and started reading it.
The clarity of a 750mAh chest X-ray is definitely higher than that of a 450mAh one. Moreover, Lin Sanqi's 750mAh technology is from 2013, which is far beyond the world.
Lin Sanqi signaled Bi Xinglong and Ma Zhongli with his eyes, asking him to explain the condition.
Bi Xinglong understood immediately, knowing that Director Lin was venting his anger, so he said with a fake smile:
"Director Guo, take a look at this X-ray we took yesterday afternoon when he was admitted to the hospital. You can clearly see bronchiectasis here and bleeding back here. At the time, we thought this irregular circle was not lung cancer, but bronchial obstruction caused by hemoptysis."
After saying that, Bi Xinglong took out the second card:
"If you still have doubts about yesterday's X-ray, then take a look at the second one we took this morning. After a night of Western medicine to fight infection and Chinese medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, you can clearly see that the shadow has shrunk a lot on the second one."
Snap~~~
This was like a slap in the face of everyone at Union Hospital, which considered itself the strongest hospital in the country.
In clinical practice, sometimes when a chest X-ray is taken, an irregular high-density shadow is found in the X-ray. It is difficult for doctors to distinguish whether it is a tumor or inflammation, and puncture is dangerous, so "therapeutic diagnosis" is often adopted.
Just reduce inflammation first, and give the antibiotics.
After using the anti-inflammatory injection for a few days, I took another chest X-ray. If it got smaller, I ruled out a tumor. If it didn't get smaller, I would have to do further examination.
Now, after one night of treatment, the shadow on the chest X-ray has become much smaller, so we can basically rule out lung cancer, and it is not even an ordinary inflammation. After all, inflammation will not disappear overnight.
Then there is only one result, which is sputum blockage or blood clot blockage.
The diagnosis of Union Hospital was completely wrong. If we had followed the advice of Union Hospital and let the foreign guests go home to die, it would have been a major medical accident.
Dean Tu's expression was even uglier now, as ugly as if his wife had died. The temperature in the ward had dropped by more than 10℃.
Guo Jianqiao's legs were shaking, he knew he was in trouble.
If it was an ordinary patient, the misdiagnosis would be a misdiagnosis and it would not be a big deal. But this was a foreign guest, a foreign guest that was highly regarded by the upper echelons, so the mistake would be magnified infinitely.
Dean Tu suppressed his anger, bowed to the patient and his family on the bed, and then said in English:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ramiz. Due to the mistake made by our Union Hospital, your condition was almost delayed. On behalf of Union Hospital, I apologize to you and your wife."
Mr. Ramiz blinked, a little confused, and nodded weakly to Bi Xinglong and Ma Zhongli beside him.
"President Tu, aren't Doctor Bi and Doctor Ma here? Aren't they doctors from Union Hospital?"
Dean Tu felt like he was slapped in the face again, and replied through gritted teeth:
"Mr. Ramiz, Doctor Bi and Doctor Ma have been transferred to the Chinese Medicine Hospital. They are no longer considered doctors at Union Hospital. The medical team that treated you this time was also from the Chinese Medicine Hospital, not from Union Hospital..."
When Dean Tu thought about how he personally sent the 10 best doctors to the Chinese Medicine Hospital, he wanted to slap himself twice more.
I am aiding the enemy.
At the same time, he thought of dozens of doctors who did not even have the opportunity to go to a Chinese medicine hospital, but instead returned to their hometown to farm.
It just so happens that these doctors are all the best and most skilled doctors, but because of one problem or another they cannot continue to work as doctors and cannot treat patients. This is such a sad and infuriating thing.
The doctors who stayed at Union Hospital cannot be said to be bad, but they are just unsatisfactory, such as Guo Jianqiao.
Dean Tu glanced at Guo Jianqiao indifferently, which made Guo Jianqiao so angry that he almost couldn't hold his urine.
If it were in the past, President Tu would have fired this good-for-nothing and kicked him out long ago, but Union Hospital is currently in a period of transition, and a good-for-nothing like Guo Jianqiao is already a senior doctor, and others are even worse than him.
Thinking of this, Dean Tu really wanted to sigh to the sky, cry secretly, and feel ashamed to face anyone.
Dean Tu turned around and left, wanting to leave this embarrassing place, but Dean Shen had no intention of letting him go.
"Old Tu, this all started with the flu. You're not doing well at Union Hospital. Why do you always leave us, the Chinese Medicine Hospital, to clean up your mess? Although our doctors are more skilled and our machines are more advanced, you still have to work harder and catch up with us, the Chinese Medicine Hospital."
"I'm going after your Chinese medicine hospital!!!"
Dean Tu really wanted to use ten thousand needles to stab this old Chinese doctor to death.
"What do you mean by 'I'? You're not convinced? Hehe, let me tell you, the entire health system, oh no, I guess the whole of China has already known that Union Hospital is no good. The patient clearly has bronchiectasis, but they insisted that he had lung cancer. Go back and wait to die.
Noisy, noisy, if our doctor Lin Sanqi hadn't happened to be here, do you know how big a mistake you made at Union Hospital? What? Instead of being humble and eager to learn, instead of asking us for advice, you still want to curse us? Tsk tsk tsk tsk…"
Dean Tu was so angry that he lost all his temper and could only stamp his feet in anger:
"Go back, Duta Mama! Organize a comprehensive study session for the entire hospital immediately. Then give me an exam. Anyone who fails will be fired. It doesn't matter where you're registered. We at PUMC don't support idlers!"
After saying that, Dean Tu left angrily.
Dean Shen looked at the retreating figures of the people from Union Hospital and hummed a little tune:
"This letter arrived at the right time. Heaven helped Huang Zhong to succeed. He stood at the camp gate and gave orders. The young men, big and small, listened carefully and listened to the drums..."
Lin Sanqi thought that Dean Shen was too happy too early. How could Union Hospital be easily defeated? After the special period, they would still rise from the ashes and become one of the best hospitals in the country, or even the world.
Ambassador Ramiz woke up that night after being transferred to the hospital. In fact, insiders know that this is a normal phenomenon after correcting shock.
But everyone else thinks that Lin Sanqi is very magical, and Lin Sanqi certainly wouldn't say that everyone will wake up if they replenish fluids and blood.
The next day, the Chinese medicine hospital continued to give him blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing Chinese medicine and anti-infection drugs such as Taineng, but Mr. Ramiz still felt very weak and had chest pain.
The hemoptysis has stopped. Lin Sanqi used Mr. Shi Jinmo's "Stop Bleeding" medicine, and it worked after one pill.
This made Lin Sanqi once again feel that based on the condition of the disease, if Chinese and Western medicine could be combined and cooperated with each other, the effect might be better than that of Western medicine alone or Chinese medicine alone.
On the third day, Mr. Ramiz got up for the first time and prepared to go to the toilet on his own.
Mrs. Alia was still a little worried: "My dear, I think it's best for you to listen to the doctor and rest in bed."
Old man Ramiz insisted on getting up: "Help me up, I'm going to go crazy if I don't walk now. Maybe more exercise and walking will help me recover. Help me to the bathroom first, I need to take care of something."
Well, there is no toilet in this temporary inpatient department of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.
The hospital prepared urinals and toilets for the patients so that they could eat, drink, defecate and urinate in bed.
So if Ramiz wants to go to the toilet, he has to walk out of the ward and then go to the public toilet in the corner, which is a dry toilet with no flushing system or toilet, but a squat toilet.
People in our country generally like to squat toilets. First, they think it is clean and hygienic, and second, they think it is easier to defecate while squatting.
White people in Europe and America don’t like squatting, they like toilets.
This may be because white people's calves are less flexible and long-term consumption of meaty foods has led to stiff ankle joints, making squatting difficult, so the "Asian squat" is almost a torture for them.
Now Ambassador Ramiz wants to go to the toilet by himself, but for an obese foreign old man, squatting down is very difficult.
Mrs. Alia and the secretary had to support each other on both sides, holding their breath and enduring the stench.
Ramiz was also trying hard to defecate, but as soon as he pushed, something went wrong. The pressure in his chest increased and he coughed up three mouthfuls of blood in an instant.
Mrs. Alia was terrified and shouted: "Oh my God, oh my God, help me~~~~"
At this time, the ward of the Chinese Medicine Hospital was surrounded by people inside and outside. There were at least dozens of security personnel, staff, and medical staff. They were all scared out of their wits when they heard the cries for help.
Bi Xinglong was terrified when he saw the blood all over the squat toilet and the panicked look on the foreigner's face.
"Hurry, send her to the ward quickly, and call Dean Shen and Director Lin, quickly."
All of a sudden, the Chinese medicine hospital began to become chaotic again.
Unlike the nervous doctors and family members, Ambassador Ramiz felt good about himself. After spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood, he felt even better, as if he felt much more relaxed.
So when the old man was hurriedly carried back by the staff, he jokingly said to his wife:
"Honey, don't be nervous. I feel much better after vomiting blood. I..."
Before the old man finished speaking, Lady Alia screamed:
"Oh my god, is this a last gasp? Oh my, my husband~~ Why is your life so miserable~~ Take your time on the road to the underworld~~"
Dean Shen, Lin Sanqi and Lin Kushen were hiding in the office at this time, eating pork head and peanuts and discussing Ramiz's condition. They didn't dare to drink, but they still had some moral integrity.
Suddenly Ma Zhongli rushed over: "President Shen, Director Lin, hurry up, the patient is coughing up a lot of blood!!!"
For Chinese people, coughing up blood or vomiting blood is a very serious disease, often indicating internal injuries and impending death.
Upon hearing this, several people in the office quickly rushed out the door. (End of this chapter)
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