April 1962, Hong Kong Wales Hospital.
Wales Hospital is one of the top three large comprehensive hospitals in Hong Kong. As the name suggests, it usually receives foreigners and wealthy Chinese people. It is a private hospital.
The medical system that Hong Kong imitates is that of the United States.
Public hospitals meet the medical needs of ordinary people and are cheap, so individuals only need to pay a small portion of the medical expenses. However, the disadvantage is that you need to queue up, and the waiting time for an appointment is very long.
The quality of public hospitals is average. If you want to go to a hospital with high quality and first-class service, you can only go to a private hospital.
Wales Hospital is located in the Central District of Hong Kong Island, surrounded by a very prosperous area. It is the preferred hospital for many celebrities in the political, business and entertainment circles, and is also the clinical verification hospital selected by the Harvard University team.
But Lin Sanqi was not very interested in the Welsh Hospital.
This hospital, which is said to be the best in Hong Kong, first-class in Asia and famous all over the world, is nothing special in Lin Sanqi's eyes. Having seen hospitals in another time and space that were as luxurious as palaces, the hospitals in the 1960s were not even in Lin Sanqi's eyes.
So Lin Sanqi walked through the hospital lobby without stopping and went straight to a small building at the foot of the mountain.
This small building has now been cleared. In order to prevent cross-infection, the hospital has completely handed over the building to the mainland medical team, which specializes in receiving tuberculosis patients. All doctors and nurses, including clinical drugs, are provided by China.
Lin Sanqi only showed up on the first day of opening and then went off to attend to personal matters.
It's not that he didn't care about this clinical verification, but he felt that as long as the scale of diagnosis and treatment was followed, these 10 overseas doctors could handle it.
The medical team we brought from the mainland can claim to be the second best in the world, at least in the field of tuberculosis. No one dares to selfishly claim to be the best.
Even Anthony's team can't compare to it.
Because Lin Sanqi did not teach them all the clinical guidelines because he was afraid that teaching his apprentices would starve him to death.
So Lin Sanqi was in a good mood. After seeing off Leader Jing, he slowly got through the customs. After staying at home with his wife for a few days, he finally came to Wales Hospital and prepared to go to work.
As soon as he arrived at the ward, Lin Sanqi looked around and found it deserted. There seemed to be no trace of a doctor, only nurses were busy.
Lin Sanqi was a little puzzled, wondering if he had traveled through time in the wrong direction and ended up in 2014?
There is no attending physician in the ward. Is he busy performing surgery outside?
"Hey, Dean Lin, you're finally here."
Lin Sanqi turned around and saw the head nurse Wang Jingru holding a sterile tray with a look of surprise on her face.
Lin Sanqi felt a little embarrassed. After all, he had stood up these subordinates in the mainland and asked them to start clinical work in advance while he was doing private work.
"So it's the head nurse. By the way, where are Doctor Jia and the others? Why are their offices empty?"
Head Nurse Wang pointed to the end of the ward and said anxiously:
"Director Lin, you're finally here. If you hadn't come earlier, I'm afraid Dr. Jia and Dr. Feng wouldn't be able to control the situation. These foreign and Hong Kong doctors look down on us, and now they're here to cause trouble again."
Lin Sanqi was mentally prepared to be looked down upon.
Not to mention the 1960s, even if you come back 60 years later, mainlanders will still be looked down upon by Hong Kong people and foreigners. For a country whose national strength has jumped to second place in the world, what is there that they can despise?
I don’t know where these Hong Kong people get their sense of superiority from.
But Lin Sanqi also thought that he and his group came here to do clinical verification, which was equivalent to the role of tools.
The specific person in charge of the project is An Leni and his Harvard University team. They are also responsible for external liaison, hospital coordination, data recording and other work.
For mainland doctors like us, all we have to do is cure enough patients within the specified time, which is relatively easy.
As for those doubts and regional discrimination, it doesn’t matter. Doctors in the mainland are well-organized and disciplined. They don’t communicate with others, don’t cause trouble, and hide between hospital dormitories and wards all day long. There shouldn’t be any conflicts, right?
"Looking for trouble? Who's looking for trouble?"
Lin Sanqi was unhappy. He came from the southern region where clan consciousness was very strong, so he was particularly protective of his children.
Besides, he had just killed hundreds of people at He'anle Hall, and now his self-confidence was greatly inflated. Anyone who disobeyed him would be served by drones at night.
Seeing the dean's gloomy face, head nurse Wang quickly explained:
"These foreigners and Hong Kong doctors have been causing trouble since the first day we admitted patients. The original plan was for the Hong Kong doctors to admit patients to prevent us from cheating. Then we would treat them, and the final results would be evaluated by doctors from various countries."
Lin Sanqi blinked: "Yes, this set of rules was agreed upon between us."
The first step in clinical verification is to confirm whether the patient has tuberculosis, which is very important.
If mainland doctors are allowed to treat patients themselves, all non-tuberculosis patients will be admitted, and then an assessment a few months later will say that all of them have been cured. This is cheating.
Therefore, the result of the discussion between Lin Sanqi and the Harvard University team was that outpatient clinics would be provided by doctors from Hong Kong, treatment would be provided by doctors from the mainland, and evaluations would be conducted by experts from various countries.
WHO and the International Union Against Tuberculosis and Lung Disease serve as co-supervisors.
Lin Sanqi felt that this system was very reasonable and couldn't understand why there was such a fuss.
Head Nurse Wang was anxious:
"Director, the problem lies in the outpatient admissions process. There are a few patients that our doctors believe do not have tuberculosis and do not meet clinical requirements. However, doctors from Hong Kong insist they have tuberculosis. If mainland doctors refuse to admit them, they're guilty and suspected of cheating."
Lin Sanqi touched his chin, still a little puzzled:
"We've already patched this loophole. For controversial cases, a neutral, third-party expert panel will conduct a collective consultation. I think there are at least 50 respiratory and infectious disease experts alone. Is it possible that they can't even confirm a few cases of tuberculosis?"
Head Nurse Wang stamped her feet:
"Yes, most controversial cases can be screened by experts from various countries, but there are still a few cases where the three parties are arguing with each other. Just this morning, one case caused another dispute."
Lin Sanqi was also speechless, thinking that these Hong Kong doctors were really meddling in other people's business. He just borrowed their ward, and they just had to follow the rules of the game set in advance.
There are always some people who want to jump out to show their presence, and it turns out that they still do not trust mainland doctors.
"Alright, leave this to me. As long as I, Dean Lin, am here, all those evildoers will be gone. Where are they now? I'm going to teach them a lesson."
Nurse Wang nodded, "It's happening in the conference room, at the end."
Lin Sanqi waved his hand and said, "Alright, I'll handle the quarrel. You guys take care of the patients. We'll each do our own job."
Head Nurse Wang flattered him, "That's right, the dean is here, and our backbone is here. We can finally rest assured, haha."
Lin Sanqi threw down his briefcase, took off his suit, and then walked leisurely towards the meeting room.
The hospitals in Hong Kong are well-equipped. Each ward has a small professional conference room for departmental meetings and discussions, or for interns to study.
Lin Sanqi stood at the door and listened for a while, then he heard a male voice inside chattering something in English.
Lin Sanqi knew immediately that the other party was not on his side, and the other party's attitude was so arrogant, so he pushed the door open and went in without any courtesy.
Everyone in the conference room looked over, their expressions somewhat surprised.
Lin Sanqi glanced around the conference room and found that the atmosphere inside was indeed not so harmonious.
The mainland medical team he brought with him were frowning as they looked through the documents, while several foreign doctors were talking loudly in front of the slide, which showed a chest X-ray.
At the back of the conference room, there were about 50 experts in respiratory and infectious diseases from various countries sitting there, looking at him with confused expressions.
When Professor Anthony saw Lin Sanqi come in, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stood up and hugged Lin Sanqi.
"Lin, you are finally here. If you hadn't come, I would have lost a few more of the few hairs on my head."
Lin Sanqi rolled his eyes at the white old man:
"Anthony, I wish I could pluck all your hair out and turn you into a vulture on the African grasslands. You can get into such a fight over such a small matter. How do you lead a team?" (End of this chapter)
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