Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1052 A Few Things About Returning: My Capable Aide Falls Ill (Two Chapters Combined)
Fang Yan had just entered Xiehe Hospital in the morning when the security guard at the entrance spotted him.

"Oh, isn't this Director Fang? When did you get back?" the gatekeeper asked Fang Yan curiously.

A greeting in dialect:
Good morning, I got back last night.

After saying that, Fang Yan asked:

"By the way, how's it going at the hospital these days?"

After speaking in dialect, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag, lit one, and handed it to the gatekeeper, who chuckled and accepted it, saying:

"It's fine, it's just that fewer people are coming to work since you haven't been here."

He laughed in dialect:

"Haha, you're exaggerating."

The gatekeeper said in a serious tone:
“I’m telling the truth. There are fewer cars coming here now. When you were here, there were so many people coming and queuing up every day to pull strings.”

"Now that you're back, there will definitely be more people again."

Fang Yan glanced in the direction of the parking lot and saw that his car and Lao Hu's car were parked side by side. In addition to their car, there was a row of ambulances and several other vehicles from the hospital.

Indeed, no cars from outside are parking here anymore.

Fang Yan said with a smile:

"Alright, you go ahead with your work, I'll go check on the patients now."

The gatekeeper nodded:

"Okay, take care."

After saying that, he tucked the cigarette behind his ear and waved to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan had just gone upstairs when she saw Meng Jimin, Fan Changting, and Yuan Qingshan at the nurses' station, arranging the tasks for this morning's ward rounds.

"Comrades, you've arrived early enough!" Fang Yan greeted the three of them.

The three people who were just talking suddenly froze and turned to look at Fang Yan.

"What kind of expression is that? It's only been a week, and you're acting like you don't recognize me?" Fang Yan said to them.

Meng Jimin was the first to exclaim in surprise. He asked:

Wow, when did you get back?

The dialect responded:
"I came back last night."

After a week without seeing Fang Yan, Meng Jimin seemed to have become quite haggard.

Lao Fan and Yuan Qingshan, on the other hand, didn't seem to have changed much.

Before they could ask Meng Jimin what had happened, a nurse saw Fang Yan and asked him in surprise:
"Oh, Director Fang is back!?"

As soon as these words were spoken, more medical staff came out:
"Hey, it really is! Director Fang is back!"

"When did Director Fang get back?"

"Oh, it really is Director Fang!"

The entire nurses' station suddenly became lively.

Fang Yan greeted everyone. Just as he finished, some patients in nearby rooms heard his voice and immediately opened their doors to look outside. When they found that Fang Yan had returned, they came over to greet him as well.

Goodness, this is quite something! The entire floor of the TCM inpatient ward has become lively, filled with people greeting each other in the dialect.

Fang Yan realized this wouldn't work, so he quickly called everyone back to their rooms and started the room check, otherwise they definitely wouldn't be able to finish this morning.

Then Fang Yan led his people to start checking the rooms, and Meng Jimin still went with Fang Yan.

During rounds, everyone asked Fang Yan where he had gone. Fang Yan said he had gone to Shanghai on a business trip, but he didn't mention going to Hong Kong.

No one pressed for details. They were all very enthusiastic towards Fang Yan, and some of them were clearly ready to be discharged. After Fang Yan's examination today, he prescribed follow-up medication for them and arranged for their discharge that same day.

These people were quite happy and immediately arranged a wave of red envelopes before their discharge from the hospital.

Of course, this is a regular event for the overseas Chinese businessmen here. It's just that there were a lot of people today, so the medical staff received quite a lot of red envelopes.

They collected quite a few dialects alone.

Everyone in the TCM department was quite happy. Director Fang had been away for a week, and in less than half an hour after returning to work, everyone's wallets were already bulging.

what is this?
That's what a good leader is like!
Regardless of anything else, let's ask you now: who doesn't want this foreign exchange?

After reviewing the recent work records and finding no issues, Fang Yan arranged for today's work to proceed as usual. He then went downstairs to get his car and prepared to take Ma Wenying to see a doctor.

The girl hasn't had a follow-up appointment in a week, and Fang Yan doesn't know how she's doing. However, the lack of news from here suggests that she's probably doing alright; sometimes, no news is the best news.

Fang Yan went downstairs, got into the car, and then arrived at the Yanjing Hotel.

When Fang Yan arrived at this point, a question suddenly came to mind: Lao Hu's car was at Xiehe Hospital, which meant that he had already returned to Xiehe Hospital.

Upon arriving at the entrance of Building A, Fang Yan greeted the staff and inquired whether the overseas Chinese businessman Hu Daohu was there.

For ordinary people, they definitely wouldn't mention Dali, but it's different with dialect. In some people's eyes, dialect is not only a doctor, but also someone from the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office, and even the biggest driving force behind the Yanjing Hotel's foreign exchange earnings.

So they really have to answer that question.

As expected, Fang Yan received the news that Lao Hu and his wife had returned to Xiehe Hospital last night.

Moreover, Huang Huijie's relatives also went to catch a flight this morning.

In other words, they have reached an agreement, and now it's time to start implementing the plan.

Neither Lao Hu nor Huang Huijie returned to China with them, which relieved Fang Yan, indicating that they were aware of the situation.

Fang Yan then thanked the staff and inquired about Ma Wenying's situation.

“Ms. Ma is perfectly fine. We are preparing her medicine according to your prescription every day and watching her drink it in her room. According to our own observations, her condition is very good.”

Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief after hearing what the staff member said.

He nodded to the people here:

"Okay, I'll go up and take a look."

The person over there made an inviting gesture, and someone at the elevator entrance had already pressed the elevator button for Fang Yan.

It seems that during the time Fang Yan was away, no new people checked in, and they had clearly realized who the real champion salesperson of Yanjing Hotel was, so they treated Fang Yan extremely well.

In the past, people would press the elevator buttons themselves using their local dialect, but now there are people to help them.

When they arrived at Ma Wenying's room, her assistant opened the door. Ma Wenying was still asleep. Fang Yan hadn't been coming to check on her in the mornings lately, so she had been sleeping in until very late.

Upon seeing Fang Yan arrive, the assistant quickly went to wake Ma Wenying.

A short while later, Ma Wenying came out. By then, some of her hair had grown out, and she still looked like a tomboy.

Ma Wenying was still very excited to see Fang Yan and asked him if he had brought her a gift.

Fang Yan then realized that he had indeed forgotten about this person.

However, he immediately and very calmly stated:

"I'll leave it at home; you can pick it up this weekend."

Upon hearing Fang Yan's words, Ma Wenying became even more excited. Today was already Thursday, and the weekend was not far away. Moreover, Fang Yan's words meant that she could leave here again.

That's wonderful! Ma Wenying no longer cares about gifts; just being able to go out and have fun is enough for her.

Seeing that he had finally managed to fool them, Fang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yan said to Ma Wenying:
"Alright, calm down. Let me show you your current condition."

Ma Wenying bounced and landed on her bottom on the sofa, saying to Fang Yan:

“I’m in good condition right now. I’m taking the medicine you prescribed every day, and I haven’t gone out at all. I’ve been staying in my room doing my own things, reading books and newspapers, and keeping up with the news in this country.”

"Now I know a lot about this place. You can test me if you don't believe me."

Fang Yan glanced at her and asked:

"What is the most recent holiday?"

Ma Wenying: "..."

She opened her mouth, but didn't know how to answer.

This seemingly simple question completely baffled her.

Fang Yan said to her:
"Don't look at so many high-end and sophisticated things. Look more at down-to-earth things, such as the things that people care about most right now: when will we have holidays, and are meat, eggs and vegetables easy to buy? These are the things that everyone cares about most."

Ma Wenying nodded and said:

"Yes, I've written it down."

Fang Yan then examined Ma Wenying and found that her condition had indeed returned to normal. As long as she avoided the previous stimuli, she would become more and more normal. In fact, it was no longer necessary to visit her every day.

But the family paid money, and it was also a task assigned by higher authorities, so Fang Yan still had to come over every day.

“You don’t need to pick me up this weekend, I’ll just come over! I look at the map every day now, I can find my way around,” Ma Wenying said to Fang Yan as he left.

It's clear that Ma Wenying really wants to go out for a stroll.

Fang Yan said to her:
"Then I'll allow you to wander around this area, but you must be accompanied by someone."

Upon hearing this, Ma Wenying immediately looked incredulous, never expecting that Fang Yan would actually agree to let her go out.

Fang Yan explained to her:

“You’re recovering really well now. It’s not good for Lao Guan to stay in his room all the time. Besides, you need to understand life on the mainland. You can’t just learn about it from the newspapers. You have to experience it for yourself.”

After saying that, he also reminded her:

"Oh, by the way, if you're going out to spend money, remember to have someone help you exchange some local currency and tickets first."

Ma Wenying was so happy to hear this that she almost jumped for joy.

She wanted to give Fang Yan a big hug, but Fang Yan held her head down and blocked it.

After saying goodbye to Ma Wenying, I took the elevator downstairs again.

He still couldn't go back to class this morning; he had a lot of things to do.

After driving back to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Fang Yan locked his car and immediately went to the rehabilitation department to find Lao Hu. Many people saw Fang Yan return and greeted him.

Fang Yan should have gone to the dean to report for duty, but he decided to talk to Lao Hu about things in Hong Kong first.

When I arrived, I found that the dean and Lao Hu were both there.

They were also taken aback when they saw Fang Yan return.

"Oh dear, it's Thursday today!" the dean exclaimed, slapping his forehead.
"When did you come back?"

Fang Yan responded to the dean:
"It landed at Beijing Capital International Airport at 11 p.m. last night."

The dean suddenly realized.

Fang Yan said to him:
"I just came back from my rounds and was just about to report to you, but I didn't expect to run into you here."

"Hey, you're so busy. It would be fine to rest for a day or two after you get back," the dean said to Fang Yan with some concern. Fang Yan had started working without taking a break.

Fang Yan smiled and then said to Lao Hu:

"The plans in Hong Kong have changed a bit, and I wanted to tell you about it. Is this a convenient time?" Old Hu glanced at the dean and said:

"convenient."

The dean understood immediately and took his leave to attend to other matters.

Fang Yan then recounted everything that had happened to him in Hong Kong regarding the company, omitting, of course, things he shouldn't have said.

“The attitude of Tongrentang in Hong Kong isn’t very good. Although their sales are good, they can’t do anything about the middlemen in the Chinese medicine business. Moreover, I don’t think they intend to do anything about it. Tsumura Pharmaceuticals in Japan has even produced some of our generic drugs and is selling them in Hong Kong. Now, I think it would be a bit troublesome to go through legal procedures. So I found a more powerful partner.” Fang Yan paused after speaking and looked at Lao Hu.

Old Hu asked:

"who?"

speaking in a low voice in dialect:
"The Huo family."

Old Hu was also somewhat surprised to hear this name, probably not expecting the Huo family to get involved.

he asked:
What are their requirements?

The dialect returned to:

"They want 30% of the profits, and they can help with the docks and warehousing in Hong Kong, as well as other market issues."

"When I left, I had Chu Bin discuss the details with the Huo family. Now it's up to you to make the decision. I reckon the telegram has already been sent over."

Old Hu scratched his head:
“I’ve been busy with family matters these past few days and haven’t been able to pick up the telegram.”

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan asked directly:

"Is this a way to take revenge on those who harmed you?"

Old Hu leaned closer and then lowered his voice to say:
“We won’t take action ourselves; we’ll let the Huang family handle it from a business perspective. I’ve been working on a plan for the past few days.”

Fang Yan heard this and realized that Lao Hu was planning to use someone else to do his dirty work.

Moreover, the knife was borrowed from my wife's family.

Fang Yan asked him:
"Will it affect your Hu family? I mean the entire Hu family."

Lao Hu said:

"It will have an impact, but it won't affect me much."

He said:
"I've already decided to shift my focus to medicinal herbs from inland China. You don't know this, but the day you left, we received a second batch of orders from Switzerland and France."

Fang Yan was somewhat surprised to hear these two pieces of news; Hu Daohu had actually decided to shift his business focus to the current project.

And more orders from overseas have come in.

Fang Yan looked somewhat surprised, as if this was the biggest change she had heard since returning.

Old Hu analyzed the dialect as follows:
"My shift in focus is unavoidable. I have to stay here for the sake of my children, and it will continue like this in the future. Although it is a shift in focus, it does not mean that I will stop doing my original business projects. It just means that I will not continue to expand them, but maintain them. The main expansion project will be the export of our current Chinese medicine products."

“We underestimated Li Chengzhu a bit. Her influence in France is much greater than we thought. She has learned our advertising methods from Hong Kong, and it is already showing initial results. She keeps urging us to ship the goods over as soon as possible. A few days ago, I bought a few more production lines from Japan and prepared to install them in the Shahe area of ​​Changping, so that we can build factories on both sides.”

Fang Yan nodded when he heard Lao Hu say that.

"can."

Then he said:
"Speaking of the factory, the warehouse at the Wenjindu Port in Shenzhen is now completed. The final railway line to the warehouse is under construction. Apart from the need to improve the humidity in the warehouse, it should be ready for use soon. Hong Kong is also experiencing a severe shortage of goods because of our advertising."

Old Hu scratched his hair and said:
"If you don't want to come, you don't have to come. But once you do come, there are orders everywhere. It's really a nightmare."

"Production can't keep up now."

Fang Yan thought for a moment and said to Lao Hu:

"If all else fails, let's borrow the production line from the management. After all, the state still owns shares in our company..."

Old Hu was taken aback, then slapped his thigh:
"Yeah, the company doesn't belong to either of us."

After saying that, he immediately prepared to call the Ministry of Health.

Fang Yan was also planning to see a leader from the Ministry of Health, so he simply accompanied Lao Hu.

Lao Hu also contacted his superiors directly, and a solution was found right there in their offices.

After hearing Lao Hu's phone call, the leaders of the Ministry of Health on the other side immediately said they wanted to come over for a face-to-face meeting.

Old Hu said "okay" and hung up the phone.

He saw that the dialect was still there, so he said:
"You can go ahead and do your work, I'll handle it."

He knew Fang Yan had just returned and there were still many things waiting for her to handle.

He said in dialect:

"It's okay. I don't have classes this morning, and I also have something to see my supervisor about."

After speaking in his dialect, he pulled out the handbook he had brought back from Guangzhou.

Old Hu took it with some curiosity. Seeing that everything on it was a localized, makeshift solution, he knew it definitely wasn't for a factory.

Nevertheless, he read through the pages one by one, and the contents broadened his horizons considerably.

A little while later, the Vice Minister of Health arrived.

Lao Hu and Fang Yan went to meet him together.

However, the leader was much better informed, and greeted them in dialect as soon as they met:

"I received a call from Director Liao as soon as I got on the way here today. He said that you came back yesterday and he has something to give me today."

Fang Yan didn't expect the other party to bring up this matter on their own initiative, so he simply handed the handbook in Lao Hu's hand to the leader.

After receiving it, the leader looked at the contents and the signatures on it, and was somewhat surprised. Others might not know these people, but as a leader of the Ministry of Health, he certainly knew what level these people belonged to in the Guangzhou TCM community.

Moreover, Director Liao had given prior notice this morning, so the leader attached great importance to the manual. When he received the manual, he said, "I will have someone complete the review as soon as possible, and then arrange for printing."

Fang Yan nodded in thanks: "Thank you for your support, leader."

The leader waved his hand and said with a smile, "Director Liao has been telling me all this. Because of this handbook, Comrade Yang from Guangzhou has taken a liking to you and said he wants to transfer you to work in Guangzhou after you graduate. Luckily, he was there at the time, otherwise, such a talented person like you would have been poached!"

Fang Yan was surprised that Director Liao had even mentioned this to the higher-ups, and quickly replied, "Hey, that was just a joke. My family is in Beijing, and with the care of all the leaders, I'm naturally more used to working here."

This answer pleased the leader, who nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, staying in the capital will definitely offer a brighter future than developing in the south."

Next, the leader turned to Lao Hu and started discussing borrowing the production line.

Hearing that the order had already arrived the day Fang Yan left, and that Lao Hu was only contacting him now that Fang Yan had returned, the leader thought Lao Hu was afraid that he wouldn't be able to communicate without Fang Yan, or that Fang Yan wouldn't support his work. So the leader patiently explained to Lao Hu that he could contact him anytime if there were any problems in the future.

He will definitely find a way to meet Lao Hu's reasonable demands as soon as possible.

In the eyes of the leadership, delaying this matter for seven days was completely unnecessary.

Little did he know that Old Hu was trying to resolve his family's problems.

However, this turned out to be a good thing. The leaders thought it was Lao Hu's idea that was the problem, so they showed great cooperation this time and immediately started to find people to arrange for other factories to help provide borrowed production lines to participate in the production of Fang Yan's medicine.

Having connections makes things much easier. The leader arrived in less than half an hour, and the matter was resolved perfectly. Now, all Lao Hu needs to do is take his secretary to coordinate the production process and bring the raw materials over so production can begin.

Fang Yan quickly said goodbye to them and drove to the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine, where they also have their own secret formula research institute. He wanted to check on how their production line was doing when he got back.

The products here are supplied to the China Academy of Engineering Physics, and some are also supplied to Hong Kong.

Most of the products sold at Tongrentang are produced here.

As soon as he arrived at the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine and parked his car, someone spotted him.

"Oh, when did Fang Yan get back?!"

Fang Yan turned around and saw that it was actually Ms. Tu, who studies artemisia annua. She quickly greeted her and told her that she had just returned last night.

Ms. Tu smiled and nodded, then went off to do her work.

Fang Yan also hurried to his secret recipe research institute.

Before even reaching the entrance of the research institute, Fang Yan could smell the aroma of medicinal herbs inside.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that they were unloading raw materials for medicinal herbs.

He Puren is currently organizing the work to move the items to the designated location.

He didn't even realize that Fang Yan was standing right in front of him.

"Old He!" Fang Yan called out.

He Puren was taken aback, staring at Fang Yan for at least two seconds before he reacted:
"Oh my, when...when did you get back?"

I'm speechless. Why is everyone asking the same question? I'm exhausted from answering all the questions today.

He responded as follows:

"You came back last night, just wanted to check on things here?"

He Puren said:
"It's fine, there are no problems with production."

After speaking, he pointed inside, where production was still ongoing.

Fang Yan looked around and asked:
"Hey, where's Lao Zeng?"

“He…” He Puren hesitated, unable to finish his sentence.

Fang Yan frowned:

"What's wrong?"

He Puren lowered his voice:

"It's a perianal abscess."

"Huh?" Fang Yan was taken aback.

He Puren explained:

"It's anal abscess."

He said in dialect:

"I know, how did he get this disease?"

In my local dialect, this is something that comes from sitting for long periods, having diarrhea, or getting a sore throat.

He Puren said:
"I got a sore throat from staying up all night changing the process, and when I woke up I had that thing on my butt."

Fang Yan suddenly realized and asked:
"So...where are they now?"

He Puren said:
"I prescribed him a miraculous life-saving elixir and told him to go back and brew it."

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan asked:
"Just got back?"

"Yes." He Puren nodded.

“Oral administration alone is not enough; we also need to prescribe an external application formula,” Fang Yan said to He Puren.

They have so much experience with this dialect. In my past life, many patients with anal abscesses who didn't want surgery would come to their hospital. There was an old doctor there who was famous online for treating anal abscesses with traditional Chinese medicine.

PS: The basic chapter of 6000 words has been updated.

There will be an extra chapter later.

(End of this chapter)