Some people may think that people in the 1960s had a weak sense of family affection, as if they were indifferent to life and death.
Especially if there are many children in the family, five, six, or seven, the parents will not be too sad if one or two children die.
Even when most families have a seriously ill child, they don't try their best to treat the child, but instead wait for the child to die. When the child dies, they bury him or her in the mountains without even a tombstone.
This is actually another way of thinking of Emperor Hui of Jin.
If you could travel back to the 1960s, or even earlier in ancient times, you would know that this is not a question of whether the parents are anxious or not, or whether they have a sense of family affection.
But the farmers who have nothing have absolutely no way to save their children or their elderly parents.
Even if the farmer himself was seriously ill, he would just lie in bed groaning for a few days, then sigh deeply and die, without any reluctance.
For thousands of years, honest Chinese people have been accustomed to delaying treatment of minor illnesses, enduring major illnesses, and waiting to see the King of Hell when they are critically ill.
If Lin Sanqi traveled back to ancient times, he would have nothing to say, because in feudal society, if people could have enough food to eat, avoid wars, and live in peace, they would be thankful.
But this was 1963, a peaceful time, and the People's Republic of China had been founded for 14 years.
If we continue to delay treatment for minor illnesses, endure major illnesses, and wait to see the King of Hell when we are critically ill, as we did in ancient times, then it would be a dereliction of duty on the part of our government.
Lin Sanqi is still young and a bit like a little angry young man, and feels somewhat unfair for the farmers.
But when the image of the half-gray-haired old lady Li appeared in his mind, he could not bring himself to accuse her.
It’s not that Minister Li doesn’t want to expand the number of hospitals, it’s just that we are poor and a good cook cannot cook without rice.
Lin Sanqi looked at Director Liu again. Although Director Liu was not the head of the health department, he had been an official in the local area for so many years and was familiar with the local ecology.
"Director Liu, your Xi'an has been liberated for over a decade, and the local government hasn't considered expanding access to hospitals? You can see there's not a single hospital in this entire township."
With Lin Sanqi's support, Village Chief Yang became bolder:
"It's not just our Xinfeng Commune. Our county only has one county hospital, and it mainly treats workers. They get reimbursement, but we farmers don't get that benefit."
Lin Sanqi got angry when he heard this:
"Ah, you're creating a dual division between urban and rural areas? When you were liberated, the slogan you shouted was equality for all, equal distribution of land and property."
Director Liu was speechless after hearing this and looked at Lin Sanqi like an idiot.
I thought to myself, you son of a bitch, are you also an official? And your official position is higher than mine. We are in the same group. Where do you stand?
But no matter what you think in your heart, you must never say it out loud.
"Commissioner Lin, when it comes to healthcare, we've been talking about it for three days and three nights. It all comes down to a lack of doctors, medicine, and funding for infrastructure.
But under such difficult conditions, we in Shaanxi Province, or in Xi'an, still built five large hospitals.
They are Xijing Hospital and Tangdu Hospital of the military system, Affiliated Hospital of Xi'an Medical College, Shaanxi Provincial People's Hospital, and Shaanxi Provincial Women and Children's Hospital.
These five hospitals combined are really killing us. There is no room for development anymore. Not only do we not have money to build buildings and buy machines, but we don’t even have enough doctors and nurses.
In addition, we have built a county-level hospital in each county to provide basic medical and health services, so there is no problem of people having no place to see a doctor."
Director Liu spoke in a very noble and righteous manner, but Lin Sanqi knew that it would be difficult to understand the actual situation just by listening to the oral report.
"How about this, Director Liu? It's getting late today, and we should almost go back to the guesthouse in the city. I want to go to the county hospital downstairs tomorrow. We won't go far, so let's go to Lintong County Hospital."
Director Liu was speechless for a moment.
Lin Sanqi's identity is sensitive. His every word and every move are heard by the higher-ups, and his every action is watched closely.
If Lin Sanqi suddenly went to inspect a local county hospital, the higher-ups would definitely be confused as to what he was doing, and would personally come to see what was so special about this hospital.
There are no ghosts in the hospital, and it is impossible for any corruption incidents to happen these days.
But the current hospital conditions are poor. According to Director Liu's experience, if he really goes to the county hospital for inspection and investigation, I'm afraid it will be embarrassing for the local government.
"Commissioner Lin, I need to report this to my superiors. You see, your schedule is pretty tight. How about I personally take you to visit some of the major hospitals in downtown XA tomorrow?"
Lin Sanqi chuckled and waved his hand:
"My schedule isn't tight, and Director Shen is watching over Bao'an County, so there won't be any problems.
Furthermore, my research trip to the grassroots hospitals is not just to satisfy my curiosity, but is related to how we carry out the next steps in Bao'an County."
Director Liu still didn't dare to agree. After all, he was the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, not the Health Bureau, and his professional expertise was not relevant.
"How about this, Commissioner Lin? I promise to convey your wishes to our superiors tonight. How about we follow their instructions?"
Lin Sanqi became unhappy when he heard this and said with a stern face:
"Director Liu, please tell your superiors that I'm requesting to conduct research at grassroots hospitals in the name of Junwei, the Deputy Minister of Health. If you feel that Junwei can't control you, I can immediately ask Minister Li of the Ministry of Health to issue a research order to you."
When Director Liu saw that Lin Sanqi was about to lose his temper, he quickly agreed with a smile:
"Don't worry, Commissioner Lin. I understand. I'll make sure to arrange your itinerary for tomorrow."
Director Liu got in his jeep and rushed to the city to report the emergency.
Commander Qi then came over and asked with a smile:
"Deputy Minister Lin, if you want to conduct an inspection, you must be in charge of a professional counterpart. You are in charge of our military hospital, and local hospitals have no jurisdiction over it."
Lin Sanqi's Ministry of Health of the General Logistics Department of the PLA is obviously different from the Ministry of Health of the People's Republic of China. After all, one is military and the other is civil affairs.
But if Lin Sanqi insists on intervening, then he can do so. After all, there are so many cases of unclear responsibilities and powers these days.
Is the military's Ministry of Health no longer a Ministry of Health? Are the cadres who have been removed from the military no longer high-ranking officials of the Central Committee?
Lin Sanqi sighed and said:
"Old Qi, do you imagine that one day the pharmacies of Xijing Hospital and Tangdu Hospital, which are affiliated with your army, will be filled with all kinds of medicines. Especially antibiotics represented by penicillin, with as much as you need?"
When Chief Qi heard this, he said with longing:
"It would be great if such a day really came. I don't know if I will live to see it."
"How old are you, Lao Qi?"
"I'm 62 years old this year and will retire in three years."
Lin Sanqi calculated in his mind that life in China should have started to improve around 1983. If material wealth was to be greatly increased and medicines were to be in oversupply, it would have to be around 2003.
That will take another 40 years.
62+40=102 years old.
Lin Sanqi tsked his lips and told the truth:
"Old Qi, you probably won't see that day, but you'll probably have to endure a lot of hardship in a few years. I hope you can get through it."
When Chief Qi heard this, he burst into laughter:
"You kid, I thought you were going to comfort me and tell me that I would definitely see the day when the revolution triumphed, but instead you cursed me to suffer greatly in the next few years? So what? I'm an upright man, I've done nothing wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on my door in the middle of the night."
Lin Sanqi felt very sorry. The more upright you are and the more you refuse to bow your head, the more...
Cough cough.
"Let's go. It's getting late. Let's go to Lintong County Hospital tomorrow. We can also go and see the cave where the bald man is hiding."
Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi couldn't help but want to commit suicide:
"Hey, Lao Qi, what do you think, is Inoue Onsen a great hero or a sinner?"
Chief Qi was a straightforward person, and regardless of whether the topic was sensitive or not, he said bluntly:
"To our Party, he is an eternal hero, but to the Guo Party, he is an eternal sinner. But I personally despise this spineless man. He let the Japanese occupy the Northeast without firing a shot. He is truly a son of a tiger father."
Lin Sanqi chuckled and said:
"Aren't you afraid I'll tell on you, Lao Qi? Those spineless people in Northeast China who don't fire a single shot are the bald guys. It's written in the books."
Upon hearing this, Commander Qi burst into laughter again, obviously not wanting to say more:
"Let's go back to the guesthouse." (End of this chapter)
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