Chapter 894 A medical tent specially set up for women and young women.
However, in just one morning, still inside the Chongwen Hall, the auction of "tonics for the rich and medicines for the common people," jointly organized by the Imperial Medical Bureau and the Chang'an Medical Alliance, came to a successful conclusion.
Zhongli Wenlian looked at the four plaques on the wooden tray in front of her and said with a smile to the head manager of Chang'an City who had come over, "This matter will still have to be handled by Uncle Zhong. We are quite lucky to have managed to bid for two tonic prescriptions."
Uncle Zhong, who was also the head manager of the Zhong family's pharmacy in Chang'an, bowed to Zhongli Wenlian before replying, "Don't worry, my lady, I will handle this matter properly."
However, there is one more matter that I must consult my wife on.
Zhong Liwenlian was a little puzzled, but she nodded to Uncle Zhong. Uncle Zhong quickly stepped forward, bowed, and whispered to Zhong Liwenlian, "Madam, just now when we were bidding, we received news from the shop that because you donated money to the maternity ward, someone from the maternity ward came and said that they would come with the Jingzhao Prefecture to present our shop with an award plaque the day after tomorrow. They also said that someone needs to go to the Jingzhao Prefecture to sign documents so that it can be tax-exempt."
"Now that this news has been delivered, I wanted to ask my wife, would you like to go and see it?"
"Haha, Medical Supervisor Li is really efficient. In just a few days, he has even set the date for delivering the medals."
"Alright, I'll go join the fun that day. As for the paperwork afterwards, Uncle Zhong can handle it."
While Zhongli Wenlian was overjoyed, Li Sanniang, who had received Zhongli Wenlian's money, was also full of energy.
Why is Chang Le Fang so stubborn?
They don't have to pay for the medical expenses, so why are they saying they can't find a place?
That's ridiculous! The streets are so wide, how could they not find a place to pitch a tent that's barely wide enough for two people?
Chen Yanfu looked at the document in her hand and angrily slammed the thin paper onto the table.
Song Fuling was perceptive; she quickly stepped forward and, seeing Chen Yanfu nod, reached for the paper and handed it to Li Sanniang, who was working at her desk.
Li San Niang smiled after looking at the name on the document. She smiled and looked at Chen Yanfu, who had just been given a cup of herbal tea to cool her down.
"Sister Afu, don't be angry. The manager here is surnamed Sun. Haha, he's a relative of Physician Sun Chenyang."
This is my fault. I had a quarrel with Dr. Sun Chenyang during the doctors' exchange meeting. At that time, his uncle happened to be at the Imperial Medical Academy reporting on the arrangements for the free clinic. He heard me arguing with Dr. Sun Chenyang. As his uncle, seeing that I was a woman, he subtly cursed me a couple of times.
They probably started a feud back then, which is why they're giving up on our maternity ward this time, deliberately making up an excuse that they don't have anywhere to set up tents.
"This is my fault, Sister Afu, please don't be angry. I'll write a note and have Fuling deliver it to Physician Sun Chenyang. I'm sure the medical accounts at Chang Le Fang will be ready in less than half a day."
Sure enough, in the afternoon, Chen Yanfu received a document from Chang Le Fang, saying that after going through great lengths and overcoming numerous difficulties, they had finally found a place where they could set up medical tents for the maternity ward.
"Hmph, what a petty and narrow-minded person!"
It's these petty people who procrastinate and cause delays; otherwise, this matter would have been resolved long ago.
Chen Yanfu really disapproved of Steward Sun's actions and disdainfully copied the agreed-upon location from one document to another.
"Alright, Medical Supervisor, now we've finalized all the arrangements for setting up medical tents."
"Take a look. If everything's okay, I'll send it to the equipment department. We can set it up tomorrow, and then we can use it."
Li San Niang carefully examined it, found no problems, and signed her name.
So, the following morning, after sleeping enough, Old Man Zhou (the old man who suffered from headaches at the physicians' conference) slowly got ready and went out to find a restaurant to fill his hungry stomach.
It wasn't that the Zhou family didn't have food for Zhou Aweng; it was just that Zhou Aweng had been having trouble sleeping due to headaches, and the Zhou family, big and small, was very noisy. So, for peace and quiet, Zhou Aweng moved out and lived separately from the Zhou family.
Although Old Man Zhou had given most of his life's savings to Zhou Dalang, he still had some savings left.
Therefore, he would not deprive himself of the opportunity to save a few copper coins by eating porridge and pickled vegetables at home. Instead, he would go to the street eateries every day.
Today was no different. As he walked the same road as usual, Old Man Zhou suddenly noticed something different about the street.
He went to the same eatery he always frequented and sat down. He called out two steamed buns to the old woman selling them outside and then asked, "What's all that clanging and banging going on outside?"
The old woman was a talkative woman. With a look that said, "You didn't know, did you?" she said to Old Man Zhou, who had just bought some steamed buns, with great reason and evidence: "Those are craftsmen invited by the maternity ward. They came here specifically to set up the tent. They said that during the free clinic, this tent is specially used for women to see doctors."
"If you ask me, in previous years there were no tents for the free clinic, so why do we have to set up tents this year? It's such a waste of money, it's not worth it."
No sooner had the old woman finished speaking than a man sitting behind Zhou Aweng in the restaurant said the same thing.
Upon hearing the customer's words, the old woman rolled her eyes so hard they almost reached the top of her head. She pursed her lips but ultimately didn't say anything else.
After all, this old woman had the permission of the restaurant owner, Madam Gan, to sell steamed buns in front of the restaurant to earn money. She would have to continue selling steamed buns in front of the restaurant in the future, so she couldn't say anything bad to the customers who came to the restaurant to spend money, let alone quarrel with them, so as not to bring trouble to the restaurant.
The old woman fell silent, but Gan Niangzi, who ran the eatery, was unwilling to listen to this. She slammed the dough in her hand onto the cutting board.
"Yuan Datou, even my family's soup dumplings can't shut you up!"
What? Only men can treat patients? Can't we women come to see a doctor?
"Have you forgotten who cured your mother's eye disease last year without asking for your money?!"
As soon as Lady Gan glared at him, the man surnamed Yuan who had spoken earlier changed his expression.
The man, whose head circumference was much larger than that of an average person and who was jokingly called Yuan Shikai, was initially angry, but then he turned around and shamelessly smiled at the standing Lady Gan, saying, "Oh dear, Lady Gan, what you're saying is not what I meant at all. Hehe, well done!"
The Imperial Medical Bureau truly cares about people like us. I'm just being sarcastic, so please don't take offense, Madam Gan."
Lady Gan wasn't the type to hold a grudge. Seeing that Yuan Datou had backed down, she stopped talking. But in her heart, she felt that Yuan Datou's mother, who eventually died, was truly pitiful. It was bad enough that she had given birth to an unfilial son, but in the end, she starved herself to death trying to save money for him.
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