After seeing off Director Li and Sun Jianjun, Li Chu didn't even go upstairs. He had Tian Jun drive him straight to the sanatorium.
It's best to nip things in the bud when they first happen, otherwise they may cause unpredictable consequences.
And this old man is now like a pillar of strength.
He went there at around 9 a.m., and by the time he returned to the hospital from the sanatorium, it was already past 5 p.m.
I had a long talk with the old man today, and we discussed many things quite thoroughly.
He also shared his views on many things.
Although some of the ideas were rather naive, there were many more opinions and suggestions that gave the old man a pleasant surprise.
Around noon, the old man even made a phone call and invited the designer over as well.
The person who came later was originally only supposed to have an hour, but in the end, he canceled all his plans for the afternoon. The three of them, the two elders and the middle school student, stayed in the room with the door closed and chatted until after four o'clock before coming out.
The secretary outside the door was going crazy. It was a good thing we didn't have cell phones back then, otherwise he probably would have been bombarded with phone calls this afternoon.
"Xiao Li, the medicine you prescribed for me last time was really good. I can feel much better now. Come visit me more often, not only to check on my health, but also to chat with you."
"Sir, don't worry, I'll come visit you whenever I have time."
After seeing the old man off, Li Chu didn't stay any longer. He had made Old Master Wu sit all day, and now he looked exhausted.
As soon as I got back to my office at the hospital, Officer Zheng from the medical affairs office came after me.
"Dean Li, the health department called this afternoon to ask you to attend a meeting at the ministry at 10:00 AM tomorrow in the main conference room."
"I understand, thank you, Xiao Zheng."
What meetings in the department would require his attendance? Aside from being a member of the health team, he doesn't hold any other positions there.
After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone and dialed Vice Minister Cheng's number.
Comrade Cheng is nearing retirement. After he retires, Li Chu won't know who to call the ministry to ask about anything.
He had only met the new director of the Health Bureau twice and was not familiar with him at all. With his photographic memory, it's understandable that he couldn't even remember the person's name.
The call was answered quickly.
"Old boss, what meeting is it tomorrow? Why do I have to attend?"
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"Oh, I don't care about rank or anything, I, Li Chu, will always acknowledge you as my leader."
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"I've worked under your Health Bureau for almost twenty years, so let's not be so formal about it. I'm not used to calling you anything else."
Alright, stop worrying about that level of question. Could you answer the question I just asked you?
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"What did you say? WHO?"
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"No, boss, I don't quite understand what you're saying."
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"Oh, so you didn't understand either."
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"Alright then, let's talk about it at the meeting tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Li Chu found it a bit funny. This old comrade was still arguing with him about rank, telling him not to call him that anymore. Sigh, he hoped that this old comrade would be able to enjoy the benefits of a full-fledged position when he retired.
Then he remembered the question he had just asked. This phone call had not only failed to clarify what the purpose was, but had also only confused him more.
What WHO? What Chinese medicine? What does Chinese medicine have to do with the WHO?
Forget it, I won't waste my brain cells. I'll figure it out tomorrow.
The meeting was scheduled for 10 a.m., but Li Chu arrived at 9:30 a.m. and went straight to the main conference room.
Inside the conference room, apart from a few staff members from the department office tidying up the stage, no one else had arrived yet.
He went inside, found a random spot to sit down, took out his notebook and pen from his bag, placed them on the table in front of him, and then opened the notebook to look at previous meeting minutes.
The staff members who were tidying up upstairs didn't pay any attention when someone came in and continued with their own work.
One of the staff members paused for a moment after seeing who was sitting below, then put down what he was holding and hurriedly walked out of the meeting room.
If it were anyone else, he wouldn't care too much, but this person is no ordinary person; after all, their rank is significant.
At the same time, he was also resenting Li Chu in his heart. He thought, "You're a high-ranking leader, how come you don't understand any social etiquette?"
You're coming to a meeting so early; aren't you making those who arrive later feel awkward?
He hurried to the director's office, which was on the same floor.
After knocking on the door and entering, he said, "Director, Dean Li has arrived."
"Dean Li? Which Dean Li?" the director sitting behind his desk asked in surprise.
"It's that Dean Li from the main hospital."
"Pfft~ cough cough" The director, who had just taken a puff of his cigarette, almost choked.
Where is he?
"We're already seated in the main conference room."
Upon hearing this, the director stood up and instructed, "He can just sit down because he's too lazy to run around. Go get him a glass of water and bring it over. I'll be there shortly."
"Yes, sir, I'll go right now."
After the staff member left, the director shook his head and muttered to himself, "Hey, this guy really doesn't act like a leader."
God's Arrival
While muttering to himself, he picked up the phone again and dialed to report to his superior.
After hanging up the phone, the director left his office and headed towards the conference room.
When he arrived, a few more people came to the conference room. They all seemed to be strangers to each other, and they were all sitting there in a scattered manner.
Seeing Li Chu sitting alone in the second-to-last row, the director quickly walked over.
"Dean Li, your seat has been arranged on the dais."
Hearing someone call his name, Li Chu turned around and looked over. He recognized the person; it was the director of the department's office.
"Director Xu, no need to trouble yourself. What would it look like if I sat on the dais? I'm just an attendee today, I don't even know what kind of meeting it is, so I'll just sit down here. You go ahead with your work, don't worry about me. Oh, thank you for asking me to pour you some water."
Well, he knew this master definitely wouldn't sit there, but he still needed to make things clear.
"Alright then, Dean Li, just call me if you need anything."
"Okay, I understand."
Then, the attendees gradually came in.
Li Chu was sitting at the very back. He looked at the people walking in through the front door and frowned again.
Yesterday we were supposed to have a meeting about Traditional Chinese Medicine, but why were the vast majority of attendees Western medicine practitioners?
They are found all over the country. Although he doesn't recognize many of them, he can tell them apart by their accents.
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