Although the man woke up, and everyone could tell he was faking it, he was still helped out by several staff members.
The meeting has progressed to this point, and there's absolutely no need to continue. The leader's intentions have been achieved.
Last time, they used Li Chu's prescription to replace a group of subordinates. This time, it seems they're going to use his outburst to punish another group of people with spinelessness.
We are going to carry out reform and opening up, and there is nothing wrong with this policy. However, reform and opening up is not about groveling and fawning. Some experts and scholars have even become spokespeople for certain forces.
If this continues, problems will arise.
As Minister Zhang walked out after announcing the end of the conference, he glanced at Li Chu, who happened to be looking in his direction as well.
Li Chu smiled and nodded, then turned to continue talking to the person next to him.
Both of them knew exactly what was going on. Minister Zhang sighed inwardly. This couldn't happen again. Some things can be done once or twice, but not three or four times. It had already happened twice. He had to give this guy some compensation.
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But here's the problem: how can he compensate the two people of the same rank, especially since they're in the military? He can't just reach out to them.
Never mind, I'll think about it slowly when I get back.
Out of the corner of his eye, after watching the leader in front of him leave, Li Chu picked up his bag and stood up, then helped Lin Sanshou up as well.
"Sigh, I'm getting old!"
"It's really not easy to get you to accept that you're getting old."
"Ha, if I weren't old, I could have picked up a stool and smashed them with those words. Your last comment was good, but pshaw, it's nothing!"
Lin Sanshou said this without any hesitation, and his voice was incredibly loud.
The once noisy conference room fell silent again. Many people who were just there to observe looked at the experts and scholars in the front row who hadn't left yet, but whose faces were as black as the bottom of a pot. They wanted to laugh but dared not, and each of them was in great discomfort.
Lin Sanshou, despite his advanced age, didn't even glance at the people in the front row and walked straight out of the conference room.
As I passed the front row, I hummed a song: "No guns, no cannons, the enemy made them for us..."
Li Chu followed behind him with a smile, greeting acquaintances as they walked out.
He knew most of the people in the medical community around Beijing. He had traveled a lot during his years as a reviewer, and several of them were reviewed by him.
Everyone who passed through his hands, whether they had actually been through the process or not, had no one who spoke ill of him.
Even if he fails, Li Chu will give a serious explanation of why he failed and tell him how he should try harder. He can provide clear guidance on both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, leaving no room for argument.
So, although everyone knows that he is very strict when he reviews the work and asks very tricky questions, they still hope that he is the one who reviews the work, because at the very least, he does a very good job of being fair and impartial.
Even if I die, I'll make sure you die knowing exactly what happened.
In recent years, many people have felt regretful as he withdrew from the judging panel.
As I stepped out of the conference room, I saw Vice Minister Cheng standing in the corridor with a smile on his face.
Seeing Li Chu come out, he said, "Want to sit at my place for a while?"
"Xiao Chu, you go ahead. I'm leaving now; I need to get back to the central command."
Before Li Chu could ask, Lin Sanshou spoke up.
"Alright, Uncle-Master, take care."
"Hey, remember about the weekend!"
“I’ll remember. When you get back, you should also hurry up and prepare what I told you.”
"Get out, get out, you'd better not come here."
After finishing his rant, Lin Sanshou turned and left in a huff.
Li Chule was grinning from ear to ear. After saying something to the people around him, he walked up to Vice Minister Cheng.
"What did you say that made Old Master Lin so angry?"
“Hey, his youngest grandson is going to marry my niece. I set some dowry for him, but this old man is so stingy. He thinks I asked for too much and he scolds me.”
"Haha, you must have taken a lot from me."
"Absolutely. We have to make the old man bleed money. Our daughter has to have a grand wedding."
Watching the two walk away chatting and laughing, the crowd blocking the conference room door then surged toward the stairwell.
The experts who were at the very back gritted their teeth and stared in the direction Li Chu had just left.
"Old Zhao, shouldn't we find a way to teach this kid a lesson? We can't let him continue to be so arrogant."
“I want to too. Didn’t you see how angry Lao Qian was just now? The worst part is that he lost face big time. But how do we clean up this mess? We’re not even in the same system.”
"Is there no one who can deal with him? Is he really that arrogant?"
"It's not that no one can deal with him, there are plenty of people, the key is that you have to have a reason, he's a high-ranking official now."
The group of people muttered to themselves as they walked downstairs.
The person sitting next to them simply listened with a smile, without saying a word from beginning to end, just like during the meeting earlier. He was one of only two people in the front row who did not speak.
He is the vice president of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, while the other person is the director of surgery at the main hospital.
Before he arrived, the dean specifically instructed him not to speak or express any opinion on any issues involving traditional Chinese medicine.
The head of surgery at the main hospital understood this even better; their vice president was practically one of the most influential figures in the field of traditional Chinese medicine.
Although this vice president doesn't usually handle things at the hospital, and may not have the ability to promote you, it would be incredibly easy and pleasant for him to find something to cause you to make a mistake and get you demoted.
Therefore, it's better to leave the issues of traditional Chinese medicine to the people in the TCM community. Their life-or-death struggles are their internal conflicts, and it's not your place, as an outsider practicing Western medicine, to meddle.
The vice president of Peking Union Medical College Hospital followed those people downstairs before pushing his bicycle away.
Sigh, I really don't know what these people are thinking. Even from his perspective, he thinks they've gone a bit too far.
What does it mean to make all Chinese medicine, Chinese herbs, and prescriptions public? What does it mean for countries around the world to jointly develop standards?
It's that question people asked: "Why?"
Their eating manners were rather unsightly.
It would be strange if the higher-ups agreed to such a request.
Why can't those people understand?
He shook his head, no longer thinking about it, and then his mind wandered to other things.
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Li Chu followed Vice Minister Cheng to his office.
After coming in, he didn't stand on ceremony at all, rummaging through the tea box and then brewing the tea himself.
“I’m saying that as you get older, your temper has also gotten worse.”
After he sat down, Vice Minister Cheng spoke.
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