Regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least Lin Sanqi is now nominally the third in command of the Chinese Medicine Hospital.
In the open-air square of the Changping branch.
More than 200 staff members of the hospital and several hundred family members stood there quietly. It was not that they did not want to sit, but there were not enough stools.
Dean Shen, Vice Dean Ji, and Vice Dean Lin stood on a large truck and held a staff meeting for the entire hospital.
"With the approval of our superiors, Comrade Lin Sanqi has officially been appointed Vice President of the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. Following discussion and decision by the hospital's D Committee, Comrade Lin Sanqi has been appointed President of the Changping Branch. Welcome everyone!"
Everyone in the square burst into warm applause.
Although many people are not convinced, there is nothing they can do about it. The employees of the Changping branch are all "temporary workers". Temporary workers are the same as the labor dispatch in later generations. There is no "full-time" staff.
At that time, Vice President Lin will just say a word, or if he dislikes someone, that person will have to pack up and go back home, just like what happened to Ye Wenyao and Ye Shanmin, father and son, before.
So no matter whether it was genuine support or false flattery, the applause at the scene was very enthusiastic. Specifically, referring to North Korean documentaries, the applause could last for half an hour.
Who was the happiest person at the scene? It must be Pan Ye.
The last time I left, my boyfriend was just a small purchasing section chief, but when he came back, he had become the vice president. This leap was beyond everyone's imagination, including Pan Ye.
As long as you are a Chinese, who dares to say that they are not interested in promotion? The little girl is no exception.
So when Dean Shen announced that Lin Sanqi would become the person in charge of the Changping branch, people around Pan Ye congratulated him, and Pan Ye himself was so excited that he almost clapped his hands.
Compared to the excited Pan Ye, the 12 veteran national treasures at the back of the crowd were much calmer.
They have experienced many ups and downs and have dealt with famous figures and high-ranking officials in history. They don't even take a small vice president of a hospital seriously.
Mr. Han Bangxu is a little strange:
"Hey, what backdoor did Sanqi use? It's really weird, becoming the dean at just 23?"
Old Master Ding Zhongying laughed and scolded:
"You only see the possibility of a backdoor? What if Xiaolin worked hard and earned it?"
Mr. Xiao also defended:
"That's right. Apart from anything else, we have a bumper harvest this year. We can finally have something to eat during these famine years. I think I deserve to be the dean just for this achievement."
"Yeah yeah!"
"It's not easy for Xiaolin to support hundreds of people by himself."
Mr. Han smacked his lips:
"Anyway, I think this is a strange thing. Being a section chief at his age is already an exception. Being the dean now is definitely not that simple. Could he be selling us out for credit?"
Old Master Shi Jinmo kicked over:
"Get lost! Lin Sanqi is our apprentice in name only. How can you say that about an apprentice? Besides, it's good for us to have him as the dean. Without him protecting us these days, how many of us would have survived? Look at what you're wearing."
Mr. Han laughed awkwardly:
"I'm just saying this casually. Our little disciple treats us very well. He provides us with food, drink, and clothing, and we don't even have to stand on the platform and review it. Not bad, not bad."
It is already November in the capital and the weather has turned cold.
Young people may not care, but for the elderly, a single piece of clothing and pants is not enough, so Lin Sanqi prepared a set of cotton clothes and pants for each old man, and a large quilt in the house.
Even though the cotton-padded jacket is made of tattered fabric, the cotton inside is absolutely the best and newest long-staple cotton, which is warm to wear.
After the meeting, Vice President Ji shook Lin Sanqi's hand and said with a smile:
"Xiao Qi, I'm going back to the city to enjoy my life. I'll leave the Changping branch to you. Thank you for your hard work!"
Lin Sanqi didn't care. Not to mention that there was enough food in the warehouse now, even if there was no food, it would be a matter of waving his hand for him. It would be no problem to feed hundreds of people.
"Old Ji, don't worry. Leave the Changping branch to me. If nothing else, I promise not to starve any of the staff's family members to death."
"It doesn't matter if no one is starving to death. We are all looking forward to your tuberculosis department launching a big satellite."
Dean Shen suddenly thought of something:
"Oh, by the way, the higher-ups have already spoken. If we can really cure tuberculosis, that would be a huge boon. They'll reconsider building a new hospital for us in the city, so we don't have to stay in this godforsaken place called Changping anymore."
Vice President Ji nodded:
"Yes, Changping is too far away. Look at our branch hospital. There are only a few patients in the outpatient clinic on a regular basis. Even if there are millions of people in the city who want to come, it would be inconvenient. We really should go back to the city."
"Yes, that's what the higher-ups are thinking. But everything depends on whether we can launch this satellite. Xiaoqi, do you have confidence?"
Lin Sanqi patted his chest:
"No problem, Dean, Lao Ji, you can prepare the good news documents. As long as the cumulative number of cured cases reaches 5,000, we can announce to the world that our country has conquered tuberculosis."
Dean Shen and Vice Dean Ji were a little excited after hearing this.
If tuberculosis is conquered by the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine, it will not only make the country famous, but also make a big splash in front of the whole world.
This achievement is enough to feed everyone. Although Lin Sanqi is the one in charge, other hospital leaders can also benefit from it. Who doesn't like to have many achievements?
"Okay, then work hard. Now that you have the full support of your superiors and the hospital, you are the one who has the final say in Changping. Anyone who opposes you and obstructs your tuberculosis treatment plan will be fired without mercy."
Dean Shen spoke with murderous intent, obviously having heard a lot of gossip.
Lin Sanqi thought to himself that he was not a RMB, and it would of course make people unhappy if he made a triple jump at such a young age.
Some people may not dare to speak out in person, but they are very good at slandering others behind their backs. Internal fighting is the mainstream in every organization.
With the departure of the two big guys, Changping officially entered the Lin Sanqi era.
The tuberculosis inpatient department at the foot of Baihu Mountain.
The originally deserted and desolate Baihu Mountain has become very lively at this time. The 200 beds in the four wards are all full, and the patients are sitting in groups of three or four in a small square, basking in the sun and chatting.
There are also those who are more casual, some are playing chess, some are singing, some are playing the trumpet, and some are reading books with great interest.
Among those who have the conditions to be hospitalized these days, farmers are the first to be excluded because they have no money and cannot afford hospitalization.
Therefore, those who can be hospitalized and can afford medicine every day must be from the working class or the cadre class. These people have their medical expenses reimbursed and their units still pay them as usual, so they have no financial pressure at all.
As Lin Sanqi walked, he thought to himself that this was a reflection of the superiority of socialism.
"Hello, Director Lin!"
"Director Lin, I haven't seen you for several days!"
When the patients saw Lin Sanqi coming, they greeted him one after another. Lin Sanqi, wearing a mask, kept nodding in response.
Head nurse Zhou Keyang laughed and said, "You called me the wrong name. Director Lin has now been promoted to Dean Lin. He was recently appointed as the Vice Dean of Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Dean of the Changping Branch."
Now all the patients who were singing, reading, playing chess, and chatting stopped and looked at the excessively young director in surprise.
Being a director at the age of 23 was already a surprising thing, but now he has risen to become the dean and deputy director in one step. In today's world where officialism is prevalent, how can this surprise people?
He ate more than two or three kilograms.
Then there were cheers all over the sky:
"Congratulations, Dean Lin, you are indeed a young and promising person!"
"I see Dean Lin has a full forehead, a square chin, ears that hang down to his shoulders, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, and a square mouth. It's obvious at first glance that he's not an ordinary person."
Lin Sanqi laughed and said, "Why don't you say that I'm seven feet five inches tall, my ears hang down to my shoulders, my hands reach past my knees, I can see my own ears, my face is as white as jade, my lips are as white as rouge, and I have a kind and gentle personality."
A patient who was well-versed in history laughed and said, "That's Liu Bei, the Emperor Zhaolie of Han."
Hehehe~~~(End of this chapter)
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