"He's not just a student. His father is the son of Dean Hong's good friend, so he was born in old age. Anyway, the story was quite complicated. Chengfu and the old dean had a conflict. He came to Dean Hong's funeral secretly, stayed for a while, and then left."
"So complicated? Then let's forget about the past and focus on the present."
Li Mingqing didn't want to know about the complicated past.
"Ming and Qing, yes," Zhao Chang said seriously, "It's very clear and insightful."
"But there's a practical question. How is Ma Chengfu, the traditional Chinese medicine doctor?"
Zhao Chang: "No problem. He was once known as a genius in Traditional Chinese Medicine. As far as I know, he has never given up studying Traditional Chinese Medicine over the years."
"Now that you put it that way, I know what's going on."
"Wait until Chengfu comes and you'll see," Zhao Chang didn't dare to guarantee it.
Li Mingqing nodded, "Okay, let me take a look."
Zhao Chang continued to look at Li Mingqing, "It's not simple, it's not simple."
"I just have two eyes and a mouth, what's so difficult about it?" He looked down at the surgery schedule.
"It's not that simple. I went to handle the formalities for the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department, and after learning that you were the one pushing for it, I got it done right away. After all, I'm the dean, and your name won't do any good."
Zhao Chang teased.
"Why are you reporting my name?" Li Mingqing was surprised.
"We chatted briefly for a few minutes. In the past two years, you've single-handedly brought Traditional Chinese Medicine back into the public eye. It was severely damaged in the past few years, but at least it's recovered a bit in recent years. To be honest, you've made an indelible contribution."
"President Zhao, that's too much. There are many people who are constantly working hard for Chinese medicine, like President Hong."
Li Mingqing felt that this was not something that could be done by one person alone.
He is just repeating what others have said.
Standing on the shoulders of giants allows you to see farther than ordinary people.
Zhao Chang sighed, "Yes, unknown people are also working hard. But you have indeed played a key role, allowing people to see the brilliance of traditional Chinese medicine again."
at the same time.
An anonymous letter of complaint appeared on the desk of the Health Bureau.
"Ming Qing," Fu Bei called, "someone reported that your hospital's Traditional Chinese Medicine Department violated regulations and used unapproved treatments."
Li Mingqing asked curiously, "Who wrote the report?"
"I don't know," Fu Bei said truthfully, "but what's written in the letter is irrelevant."
Li Mingqing was wondering who wrote it and whether someone was deliberately obstructing him.
Unapproved therapies?
Illegal operation?
It must be written by a psychopath.
The person who wrote the letter of complaint probably doesn't know that before the establishment of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine in Mingren Hospital, Li Mingqing asked a group of experts to conduct an assessment.
Scientifically certified, curing diseases and saving lives.
Zhao Chang listened to a few words over the phone and frowned, "Someone is trying to trip us up? They're not targeting you, but our hospital."
"Targeting Jiefang Hospital?" Li Mingqing laughed. "Who's so bold?"
"I don't know who it is," Zhao Chang went through the people in his mind.
There is no suspect.
There was not much conflict in establishing the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Who on earth was so bored as to write a letter of complaint? Go ahead and write the letter of complaint, but the complaint is about Mingren Hospital.
Li Mingqing is so authoritative, but he still risked his life to write a letter of complaint?
Whoever it is, has been kicked in the head by a donkey.
The key to the key is that Li Mingqing saved countless people using traditional Chinese medicine and acupuncture.
The person who reported it had bad intentions.
Zhao Chang added, "Mingqing, I'm so sorry to have implicated you with the Jiefang Hospital incident."
"What they're saying might just be someone disliking me. We're honest and upright, so don't pay any attention to it," Li Mingqing said nonchalantly. "I have experience with this kind of thing. I'll wait until someone comes forward and we'll talk about it."
"The person who wrote the report should not dare to show his face."
Zhao Chang analyzed.
Anyone who is not a fool should know that this report letter is useless.
However, some people do stupid things.
"Let's not talk about this anymore. We've found some Chinese medicine doctors. Doctor Lin Jiukong, Doctor Wu Jueming, and Ma Chengfu," said Li Mingqing.
Zhao Chang was shocked again, "Wait a minute, who are you talking about!?"
"Lin Jiukong, Wu Jueming."
Li Mingqing didn't understand why he was so startled.
"Ming and Qing, where did they find these famous doctors? It's so prestigious," Zhao Chang said in surprise.
Dr. Lin, an old Chinese medicine doctor, and Dr. Wu, an old Chinese medicine doctor.
Not an ordinary person.
He is not only an excellent doctor, but also has an extraordinary family background.
Otherwise, how could we have been so stable from more than ten years ago to now?
"Dean Zhao, that's an exaggeration."
"You're not exaggerating. You invited both of you here! I don't know what to say. I'm truly impressed."
Li Mingqing smiled and said, "It's not like we won't pay them."
"Is this a salary issue? Their qualifications don't warrant this salary. I thought you would hire young people, but you ended up hiring two veterans of traditional Chinese medicine."
Zhao Chang was completely relieved.
Li Mingqing picked up Dean Hong's notebook which was spread out on the desk.
Next to it is his own plan for a medical system combining traditional Chinese and Western medicine.
He has revised this plan countless times, and every detail has been repeatedly considered.
He handed the plan to Zhao Chang.
"Director Zhao, take a look. If it works, use it. This plan is working well for Mingren Hospital anyway. You can adjust it appropriately based on the situation at Jiefang Hospital."
Zhao Chang took it immediately.
I read it carefully and became more and more excited the more I read it.
In this plan, he saw a greater goal.
Truly realize "patient-centered" medical services.
"Ming Qing, come with me. After all, you wrote all of this, and I can't steal the fruits of your labor."
Li Mingqing said indifferently: "To be precise, this is what I wrote based on Dean Hong's notes."
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