While rinsing his mouth under the faucet, Lin Sanqi thought of Leader Jing's previous advice.
The leader's opinion was very simple. Out of trust in Lin Sanqi, the Lin family had already let all of them go to Xiangjiang as he wished.
If Lin Sanqi really has to go on a business trip to the United States and will be gone for at least half a year, then let Comrade Pan Ye stay.
Pan Ye had a good reason to stay, that is, the Infectious Disease Hospital currently had no vice president, and if the president was absent for a long time, there must be a person in charge.
Previously, Lin Sanqi insisted on not having a vice president, and the infectious disease hospital might be leaderless.
So since Lin Sanqi is not here, Comrade Pan Ye will be the temporary person in charge, which is considered as joining the army in place of her husband.
As for whether a little girl like Pan Ye can become the temporary head of a national hospital, is this still something that needs to be discussed?
Feng Yuxiang’s wife was able to become the Minister of Health, so what’s wrong with Lin Sanqi’s wife being the temporary head of a hospital?
Lin Sanqi understood the twists and turns here. In fact, the reason he kept Pan Ye behind was because he was afraid that Lin Sanqi would go to the United States and never come back.
Lin Sanqi never brought up this topic because he didn't know how to talk to Pan Ye.
The newlyweds have to be separated for half a year, no wonder the young woman is unwilling.
Not to mention that Pan Ye was unwilling, Lin Sanqi was also unwilling. Leaving such a delicate wife in the country, unable to contact or meet for half a year, this matter is full of danger.
If a woman is lonely and unbearable, and a gentle, considerate and understanding brother appears by her side, then she will be in trouble.
But without a strong reason, his superiors would not change their minds, which put Lin Sanqi in a dilemma.
"Wife, I thought about taking you to the United States with me. With you as my assistant, my work in the United States will be easier. But with my superiors, um, there may be some problems.
The main reason is that I have been away from China for more than half a year, and the infectious disease hospital needs someone to take charge of the overall situation. Well, I don’t trust other people, but you are my wife, the one I trust the most and the one who can be entrusted with the most important task.
Especially anti-tuberculosis drugs, which are the key among the keys.
You also know that these drugs are all provided by me personally, and currently need to be smuggled in from abroad on a regular basis. If foreign countries knew that China could not produce anti-tuberculosis drugs, it would be an international joke.
So my idea is, I'll go to the US, and you'll stay in China and become the temporary head of the infectious disease hospital. At the same time, I'll temporarily store all the anti-tuberculosis drugs at the Tianjin port, and you'll be responsible for regularly secretly transporting them to the hospital.
When Pan Ye heard this, tears started falling. He didn't say he agreed or disagreed, but just turned his back and sulked.
Lin Sanqi put the tooth-washing cup and washbasin aside, walked into the restaurant, and gently hugged his wife from behind:
"Little fool, we've only been apart for half a year, not forever. Are you still afraid that I'll never come back? My last name is Lin, not Chen. I can't do anything like Chen Shimei. You're the only woman in this world I have, and I only love you!"
(In another world...hmm...)
"Sanqi, why don't you tell your boss about this again? Tell him that you can't take care of yourself and can't even wash your clothes. You need someone to take care of you."
Pan Ye obviously didn't give up, but Lin Sanqi could only smile bitterly:
"Everything you could think of, our superiors have thought of it. According to Leader Jing, they plan to send four Nanzhonghai bodyguards, two men and two women, to accompany me to the United States. In addition to ensuring my personal safety, the female bodyguards will also be responsible for my daily life."
"But... hum..."
For the first time in his life, Pan Ye got angry with Lin Sanqi, and he was as sullen as a puffer fish until he got to work.
Arriving at the infectious disease hospital, Lin Sanqi put on a white coat, put on an N95 mask, and began administrative rounds.
The infectious disease hospital has expanded again. With the addition of more than 200 college students, the inpatient department has expanded from 4 wards to 15 wards.
One of them is a ward run by a team from Harvard University in the United States and operates independently.
Another ward is the international ward, which is dedicated to receiving foreigners, mainly staff from various countries and major international organizations stationed in China.
As the hospital director, Lin Sanqi would take turns visiting each ward to conduct administrative rounds unless he was on a business trip. This was also one of the ways for a hospital director to control the hospital.
At the morning meeting, Fu Jinsheng, director of the fourth ward, presided over the meeting.
Lin Sanqi stood at the back and whispered to Feng Ruoqi and Jia Xuezhen beside him:
"You two should prepare yourselves and get your documents ready. A leader will be looking for you in a few days."
Feng Ruoqi and Jia Xuezhen are both overseas doctors recruited by Lin Sanqi from his hometown. They have excellent medical skills and reliable character, and are deeply loved by Dean Lin.
Hearing the dean's words, Feng Ruoqi and Jia Xuezhen were both delighted.
Feng Ruoqi asked excitedly in a low voice: "Dean, are we going to the United States?"
Lin Sanqi knew that there were no secrets in the hospital, so he nodded and admitted:
"Yes, this time I plan to find 10 doctors and 10 nurses to go to the United States together. However, the superiors need to interrogate you. When the time comes, you will just cooperate and go through the motions."
Jia Xuezhen also waved his fist, because being selected by the dean to go to the United States did not mean that he had become the dean's confidant.
In a sense, this statement is correct. Lin Sanqi must have chosen the candidate he likes, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is his confidant.
But Lin Sanqi's real direct troops in the Infectious Disease Hospital must be the first batch of 20 doctors who went to the Changping branch. After all, these 20 people were also heroes in the founding of the hospital. If they were in ancient times, they could enter the Lingyan Pavilion.
Director Fu Jinsheng saw the dean slacking off in the back, whispering to each other in frustration, so he pretended to remind him:
"Dean Lin, our morning meeting is over. Could you please give us some comments?"
Lin Sanqi waved his hand and said, "Let's stop talking nonsense and hurry up. Let's go and do the ward rounds!"
Hehehe~~~Everyone laughed.
There are 50 beds in a ward, and it can take a whole morning to do the ward rounds, which is very tiring.
Just when the ward rounds were halfway through, the director of the nursing department, Zhu Fengzhen, rushed in.
"Dean, Dean Lin~~~"
Lin Sanqi saw Zhu Fengzhen's anxious look, and her heart skipped a beat. She thought nothing would happen.
"Head nurse, what's wrong?"
"Director, please go and take a look. Doctor Pan just fainted."
There was only one doctor named Pan at the Infectious Diseases Hospital, and that was the director's wife. Lin Sanqi was terrified when he heard this and ran out, giving orders as he ran:
"Old Fu, continue your rounds. Patients come first."
Fu Jinsheng, Feng Ruoqi, Jia Xuezhen and other doctors originally wanted to go and check out the situation and curry favor with the dean, but now they can only continue to make rounds.
Lin Sanqi ran very fast, but halfway through he realized that he didn't know where Pan Ye was.
Fortunately, head nurse Zhu Fengzhen also caught up at this time: "In the emergency room!"
This emergency room was donated by a Japanese guest, Saburo Nango. The medical equipment inside is definitely the most advanced in China and is the envy of countless hospitals.
Lin Sanqi ran into the emergency room and saw Pan Ye lying on the bed, breathing oxygen, surrounded by a large group of people in white coats. He was so scared that he almost lost his soul:
"Xiao Yezi, what's wrong? What happened?"
Dr. Zeng Chunlan was one of the few female doctors who had studied abroad. She had just put down her stethoscope and saw the dean rush in, so she quickly comforted him:
"Director, don't worry. Doctor Pan skipped breakfast and is suffering from hypoglycemia."
Lin Sanqi ran forward and looked at his wife's pale face, feeling indescribable guilt.
He knew that it was because he wanted Pan Ye to stay in the country that she got angry, so she went to work without even having breakfast.
Pan Ye is petite. Due to family changes during puberty, he was malnourished and his stature has become petite. He is depressed and doesn't eat breakfast, which is just a sign of anger.
"Wife, how are you feeling now? Oh, come on, you didn't even drink the milk when I asked you to."
Pan Ye had recovered by now. Although her face was not good, she forced a smile when she saw her husband's anxious look.
"I'm fine. It's all my fault. I'll eat breakfast properly from now on."
Zeng Chunlan comforted him, "Don't worry, Dean. The glucose has been infused. It's okay. But you must not make our Doctor Pan angry in the future."
The people around laughed again. Since they were all doctors, they naturally understood that hypoglycemia did not have any serious consequences, so they were not worried.
Lin Sanqi sighed, thinking, "I'm a time traveler, and I have to depend on others to decide whether my wife stays in the United States or goes to the United States? Then wouldn't my time travel be in vain?"
Take it away, and the wife must be taken away too.
If my superiors don’t agree, the worst that can happen is that we can just go our separate ways and I won’t return to China.
Anyway, he has already achieved financial freedom in another era. He won’t make money in the next few years. He is gone. His wife comes first!
At this time, Fang Sanxiao from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine chuckled:
"Dean, it seems you may not know yet?"
Lin Sanqi's face was full of questions: "What do I know?"
Fang Sanxiao smiled slightly and made a wave with his right hand: "Doctor Pan, slippery pulse, I got it~~~"
Lin Sanqi was stunned and didn't react.
Several female doctors and nurses nearby screamed together: "Ah, congratulations!!!" (End of this chapter)
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