Each employee of the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital was given an electric fan, and the news of 20 kilograms of mung beans quickly spread throughout the health system.
In 1961, when everyone was still worried about having enough to eat, this was undoubtedly another atomic bomb dropped, which made many people feel nauseous.
In this day and age, giving each employee an electric fan is as shocking as giving each employee a Mercedes-Benz G-Class in 2014.
The Mercedes-Benz G-Class was a luxury item in another time and space, and electric fans are also a luxury item in this era.
There are electric fan factories in China. The technological content of this thing is not high. There was the Watson Electric Fan Factory during the Republic of China period.
However, after liberation, our country was plagued by insufficient supply of raw materials and electricity. There were only a few small-scale electric fan factories, and purchases required tickets, which was very strict.
When ordinary people live their lives, the first things they choose are the three major items tickets, such as bicycle tickets, sewing machine tickets, and watch tickets.
Most people can't even get these three things, let alone a fan, a TV, or a refrigerator. These are things only people who have climbed the grassland are qualified to have.
The employees are very pragmatic. They don't care whether you are a member of the faculty or an academic authority. They only care about whether you, the dean, have the ability to pay money and provide benefits to the employees.
Lin Sanqi, a director with a fan-generating ability, has undoubtedly become an idol in the eyes of all the staff in the health system.
For a time, the staff of the Capital Infectious Disease Hospital became the object of everyone's envy. As long as one had connections and channels, who wouldn't want to be transferred to the Infectious Disease Hospital?
Unfortunately, Lin Sanqi is very strict about this and does not accept anyone unless they are doctors who have studied abroad or are college students trained in China.
Of course, Lin Sanqi did not want to keep all the money to himself. He donated 50 electric fans to the Ministry of Health and 50 electric fans to his mother's home hospital.
In addition, 10 electric fans were specially sent to Lin Qiaozhi at the Peking Maternity Hospital.
In the end, the Infectious Disease Hospital borrowed the operating room and wards of Union Hospital. Of course, 50 electric fans were also donated to Union Hospital, so Union Hospital was considered to have made a profit.
When Lin Sanqi stepped into the surgical building of Union Hospital again, he was warmly welcomed by the staff:
"Good morning, Dean Lin!"
"Good morning~~"
"Dean Lin, thank you for your electric fan. Now we can have fresh air in our office!"
"Work hard and serve the people well~~"
"Director Lin, when will you be transferred to Union Hospital to become its director?"
"That depends on when your Dean Tu steps down~~"
Hehehe~~~
Lin Sanqi was in a good mood along the way, and joked with the medical staff of Union Hospital from time to time, but Professor Theodore, who was following behind, was in a very bad mood.
It has been 8 days since the operation. Today is the day to remove the stitches. It is also the day to reveal whether the operation was successful or not. It is also related to the important matter of the 5 million US dollar bet.
Professor Theodore is indeed not short of money, but $5 million is enough to break his heart.
"Lin, I really can't figure out how you did the surgery. If you can tell me, I'd like to invite you to Amsterdam for a whole month. How about that?"
Lin Sanqi curled his lips and looked at Professor Theodore's lower body:
"Theodore, I recommend you buy our family's sobbing pills. I believe they will definitely help you. Otherwise, I don't think you'll last more than three seconds."
Professor Anthony next to him suddenly burst into laughter:
"Lin, I'm afraid you don't know what Theodore means by spending a month in Amsterdam. Believe me, it must be very interesting."
Lin Sanqi thought to himself, how could I not know this? Decades later, the short video has gone viral, okay?
"Anthony, I've been to Amsterdam. The place you're talking about is in a small town called De Wallen, where there are many narrow streets and canals. The houses on both sides of these streets are hung with red neon tubes.
Many beautiful ladies wearing bikinis or leopard-print gowns sit inside the floor-to-ceiling windows, blowing kisses to tourists or showing off their dancing skills. If anyone is willing to pay a few hundred or a few thousand dollars, they can have a one-night stand, right?
Professor Theodore jumped up like a cat on its tail:
"Fuck, Lin, how do you know that place? I've never met a Chinese person in Amsterdam. Aren't you supposed to be conservative, feudal, and ashamed to talk about sex?"
Lin Sanqi shrugged: "That's someone else, not me. I'm also a man and I like beautiful ladies, haha."
Lin Sanqi strode forward. Professor Theodore and Professor Anthony looked at each other, beginning to feel a little confused about this young Chinese dean.
In the ward, Dr. Lin Kushen, representing the Chinese Medicine Hospital, was taking Mrs. Nanxiang's pulse.
Although the surgery on the old Japanese lady removed the diseased part, she was in great physical distress and needed proper conditioning and nourishment.
Western medicine doesn't have a very good solution in this regard. At most, if you are dehydrated or have electrolyte imbalance, you can replenish fluids and electrolytes.
As for the claim that albumin injections are a tonic, this is all legend. There is no concept of "tonic" in Western medicine.
Fortunately, the Japanese culture is inherited from the traditional Chinese culture, and the Japanese are not opposed to traditional Chinese medicine and are very accepting of it. If it were Americans, they would have been so anxious that they would have screamed and rejected it.
So at Lin Sanqi's request, the Capital Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine set up a medical team specifically to serve Mrs. Nanxiang.
In fact, this is also Lin Sanqi sharing the credit with my mother's home hospital. After all, this is a formal foreign affairs activity and a contribution to the country.
After Lin Kushen took the patient's pulse and looked at the patient's tongue coating, he quickly wrote down a new prescription:
"Mr. Nanxiang, I have adjusted Madam's tonic prescription. After taking seven patches according to this prescription, rest for seven days, and then take another seven patches. Madam's qi and blood deficiency and vital energy deficiency will be restored."
Nanxiang Sanlang took the prescription and bowed to Lin Kushen repeatedly:
"Thank you, thank you Lin Sang. You and Dean Lin, one is a Chinese doctor and the other is a Western doctor. You are truly a pair of miraculous doctors. You are the benefactors of our Nanxiang family. Thank you very much."
When Lin Kucan heard this, his chest couldn't help but straighten out:
"Curing illnesses and saving lives is the essence of us doctors. Mr. Nanxiang, you are too polite, haha."
At this time, Lin Sanqi came in with several American doctors. As soon as they entered the door, they saw Mrs. Nanxiang sitting on the chair. The two American doctors were shocked instantly.
"No ma'am, can you sit up now?"
Mrs. Nanxiang also understood English and smiled slightly when she heard this:
"Professors, not only can I sit up now, but I can also move around slowly. You see, I don't even need a wheelchair or a secretary to help me walk. Chinese medicine is truly advanced."
Professor Theodore pulled Xiaokusu Koki over and said:
"Doctor Xiaonan, what's going on? Wasn't the old lady seriously ill and on the verge of death? How come she's so lively now? Are the Chinese medical skills truly extraordinary?"
Konan Yukiki was actually also confused, and he was a traveling doctor, staying with the old lady 24 hours a day, so he felt it more intuitively.
"Chinese people are amazing. My wife was able to sit up and eat on the second day after the operation, and she was able to walk slowly in the ward three days after the operation, but she still needed help at that time.
Five days after the operation, she was able to walk slowly in the small garden outside in the morning and evening. In addition to routine anti-tuberculosis treatment, the Chinese side used a disinfectant called iodine to clean the wound and change the dressing.
Oh, they also used several antibiotics I'd never seen before through intravenous drips to prevent infection. The Chinese side even arranged for specialized Chinese medicine and acupuncture treatments. "Today is the eighth day after surgery, and you've seen my wife's condition; it's amazing."
Professor Theodore and Professor Anthony both gasped when they heard this.
Because according to normal open-chest surgery, the absolute bed rest is at least two weeks.
Moreover, because there are no advanced antibiotics and disinfectants that will be available in decades, the postoperative infection rate is very high now. The larger the surgical incision, the higher the risk of infection and the higher the mortality rate.
It has to be said that China has not only created a miracle in anti-tuberculosis treatment, but also in thoracic surgery.
Kokusu Kokusu knew the real reason behind the miracle surgery, but he was reluctant to tell his American counterparts because endoscopy technology is now a top trade secret. (End of this chapter)
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