In the 1960s, there were no such common things as plastic bags and plastic washbasins. Dacron was considered a high-end fabric. Where could one find this raw material?
Moreover, meltblown non-woven fabrics are not woven by ordinary textile machines, but require the use of meltblown non-woven fabric machines, non-woven fabric granulation machines, meltblown fabric granulation machines, etc.
This machine is a black technology of the later generations. Not to mention that it could not be made in the 1960s, even if Lin Sanqi bought it, no one would be able to use it.
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi felt that it was extremely difficult for a country to establish a modern industrial system. Basic education alone would take a generation.
Deputy Minister Zhang saw that Lin Sanqi was in a daze, so he urged:
"Comrade Sanqi, what did you come up with?"
Lin Sanqi reacted and thought that he would talk about it later, so he quickly explained:
"Oh, let's not talk about meltblown non-woven fabrics, let's continue talking about masks. We are an infectious disease hospital, and most infectious diseases are transmitted through the air, so all kinds of bacteria and viruses are floating in the air.
We wear masks to prevent the inhalation of these germs. From an infectious disease perspective, this is called cutting off the transmission route. We all work in the health system and understand this basic principle, but relying on the cotton gauze masks in your hands is definitely not enough.
We have done a study and found that this type of cotton gauze mask can only block 36% of germs. If it is a stronger coronavirus, the blocking rate is almost 0%. Therefore, ordinary hospitals can continue to use it, but it is not suitable for infectious disease hospitals.
My medical protective mask can protect against 95% of bacteria and viruses, thus ensuring the health and safety of every medical staff member and preventing cross-infection within the hospital."
After Lin Sanqi said this, the officials from the Ministry of Health looked at the masks in their hands curiously and then put them on.
Minister Li just put on the mask and took it off quickly:
"Oh my god, this mask is not breathable, why is it so stuffy?"
Lin Sanqi wondered if this mask wouldn't be stuffy. During the SARS outbreak, doctors not only had to wear N95 masks, but also a surgical mask over them. They'd wear these two layers all day, even without eating or drinking.
According to regulations, the protective effect of wearing an N95 mask will be weakened after this time.
However, protective masks were in short supply in China at the time, and medical staff had to wear them all day long. In the end, many doctors and nurses were infected and died as a result.
Soldiers and police officers can be buried in the martyrs' cemetery after their death, but when these doctors and nurses die, almost no one remembers them.
At Lin Sanqi's strong request, several ministers put on masks again, which made it difficult for these old men and women.
After entering the hospital, I saw a large group of patients waiting for treatment in the open air. The city of Peking was still very cold in March, and many patients were shivering from the cold.
Minister Li frowned slightly at this. "Comrade Sanqi, it's not a good idea to let the patient wait in the open air. It's so cold out here."
Lin Sanqi was also a little helpless:
"Minister, I didn't take a single cent from my superiors to open this hospital. I even borrowed the money from the Chinese Medicine Hospital for the opening. How can I possibly take care of everything? Since your leaders are here, I won't let you come in vain. I've decided to complain.
Leaders, you see, our outpatient rooms are sufficient for now, but our inpatient wards are far from enough. I originally planned to open 300 beds, but believe it or not, if I did not impose any restrictions, these 300 beds would be full today.
What about the patients who come tomorrow? Will the seriously ill patients who come the day after tomorrow be treated? Look at the lines at the door. There are tens of millions of tuberculosis patients in the country, but we only have one hospital with 300 beds. It's too few."
Minister Li nodded heavily. "Not only are 300 beds too few, but 750 outpatient appointments a day are also not enough."
Lin Sanqi smiled bitterly and said:
"It's not just that there aren't enough beds. All 750 patients need X-rays, blood tests, and sputum cultures. I've already borrowed three X-ray machines, so a total of five are now in operation. Each machine takes nearly 200 films a day, and they're practically smoking."
Minister Li also had a headache, and his brows were furrowed:
"Comrade Sanqi, you're right. It seems the hospital we initially planned was too small, far from meeting the needs of patients. But you also know that the Ministry doesn't have much funding right now..."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself, I don’t expect anything from you. Anyway, there is never enough money to do serious work at home. If we support Albania, we will have enough money.
"Minister, I don't want money, I just want the land. You see, after the artillery factory exploded, the north and west sides of the Dongyue Temple are empty. How about you help us negotiate and get these two plots of land for our infectious disease hospital?"
Minister Li's eyes lit up:
"Is that all you want? I can do it. I'll go to the Beiping Municipal Government and ask for the land. It doesn't involve demolition anyway. If I can't get the land, I'll quit my job as Minister."
No matter how big the Dongyue Temple is, it is just a temple with 300 beds, which means 60 wards, which is the limit of the temple.
But if the abandoned artillery factory next door is taken over, an additional 200 acres of land will be available, and adding another 2,000 beds will be a piece of cake.
Vice Minister Zhang also laughed and said:
"The spread is indeed imminent. Furthermore, with the hospital's expansion, you'll need more doctors, nurses, and testing personnel. So, Comrade Sanqi, if you promise to solve the food problem, I'll give you all the college and technical secondary school graduates this year."
BJ Medical College, Union Medical College, BJ Pharmacy School, Capital Medical College, BJ Health School and other colleges and universities.
Although there are not many graduates in this school, there are definitely five or six hundred people, and they are all majoring in Western medicine.
When this group of people entered school, our economy was booming. However, as soon as they entered school, they faced three years of natural disasters, and the country implemented a population reduction policy.
Government agencies, factories and enterprises must lay off their employees and send them back to their hometowns. Colleges and universities also have tasks to fulfill. Not only do some teachers need to be laid off, but a considerable number of students as well.
This was also very cruel to the young people. Who among those who could go to college at that time was not the darling of the village? So they returned to their hometown to farm in disgrace. Many people had a mental breakdown and became crazy because of this.
Deputy Minister Zhang’s proposal sounds like it is for the benefit of the infectious disease hospital, but the fundamental reason is that Deputy Minister Zhang wants to get rid of the burden.
Lin Sanqi's eyes lit up when he thought about it. It was just a matter of paying for food, which was a small matter for him. But these college students and technical secondary school students were rare treasures these days.
Other hospitals didn’t want it, but he did!
"Okay, Deputy Minister Zhang, let's make a deal. I'll take as many college students as you have. They'll all graduate in less than six months. Let them all come to our infectious disease hospital for internship.
Once the internship is over and our expanded hospital is complete, we'll put these college and technical secondary school students to work. As for their food, I'll take care of it myself. I still say, we'll be responsible for our own profits and losses, and we won't take a penny from the government."
Vice Minister Zhang high-fived:
"Okay, Comrade Sanqi is a straightforward person. Don't worry. I'll go to all the major medical schools and tell them to come to the Infectious Disease Hospital for internship next week. But..."
Lin Sanqi blinked. "But can you help solve the food problem during this internship? Comrade Sanqi, these college students are so hungry. It makes me feel bad just seeing them."
As the saying goes, young boys can eat their father out of money. This group of young people around 20 years old are at the age when they know how to eat the most.
Although college students receive government subsidies, because universities do not generate economic benefits, given the national food shortage, the food supply for workers must be guaranteed first, followed by students.
So today's college students are so hungry that their eyes are shining. Not to mention attending classes, they don't even have the energy or mood to fall in love.
Lin Sanqi had already witnessed this when he visited Pan Ye’s alma mater last year.
"Okay, since Vice Minister Zhang has spoken, I'll take care of the food for these students for the next six months. However, we don't have accommodations here, so the students will still live in the school dormitories. Starting next week, my colleagues and I will take turns going to various universities to provide them with specialized training on tuberculosis."
“Okay~~~”
Minister Li and Vice Minister Zhang were extremely delighted. They did not expect to have such an unexpected gain today.
At the same time, in the distant United States, at the Institute of Epidemiology at Harvard Medical School.
Professor Anthony Stephen looked at the clinical trial data in his hands and listened to the reports of his subordinate doctors, grabbing his hair with worry.
"Professor, we use a triple combination of anezolid, streptomycin, and glycidylamine to treat pulmonary tuberculosis. After three years of clinical trials involving 10,000 patients, the final data showed a cure rate of 32%, which fell short of expectations, and the side effects were very severe.
We discovered that anezolid can cause severe lactic acidosis, with 14% of patients experiencing coma after prolonged use and a mortality rate as high as 4.4%. While we could modify the data for release, we fear that if it were exposed, we would face serious accusations. (End of chapter)
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