Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1054 It's all because of overtime work, free clinic (Bonus chapter for monthly votes: 3K chapters)

Upon hearing this, Zeng Luquan immediately sat down opposite Fang Yan and then extended his hand to Fang Yan so that he could take his pulse.

"Stick out your tongue so I can see it," Fang Yan said to Zeng Luquan while taking his pulse.

Upon hearing this, Zeng Luquan casually turned on the light above the dining table and then stuck out his tongue.

According to the dialect, his tongue was reddish with a thin yellow coating.

This fits the current situation very well.

Fang Yan asked him:
"I heard from Lao He that you've been staying up late a lot lately modifying production processes?"

Zeng Luquan said:
"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I decided to get up and do something."

"But I'll go to bed around midnight."

Fang Yan reminded him:

"Prolonged overwork will deplete the body's vital energy, allowing heat toxins to invade the body."

Zeng Luquan said:
"I know that, so I plan to adjust my sleep schedule. Even if I can't sleep, it's better to lie down earlier now."

"Yes, health is the foundation of everything. Don't overwork yourself. There will be many things we need you to do in the future," Fang Yan said to Zeng Luquan.

Only then did Zeng Luquan curiously ask Fang Yan:

"How well did our products sell in Hong Kong this time?"

Fang Yan didn't hide anything from Zeng Luquan, one of their own, and said:
"It's sold out, but it was cleared out by middlemen. After they bought it, they started reselling it to others at a higher price. We didn't make much money from our advertising; instead, it benefited the middlemen."

Zeng Luquan asked:
"Then what should we do? Don't we in Hong Kong still cooperate with Tongrentang? Aren't they just going to ignore it?"

Fang Yan explained to him:

“Those middlemen are all people with gang backgrounds, or they have other medicine prescriptions behind them, so they can’t afford to mess with them now, and they don’t plan to get involved.”

"..." Zeng Luquan was speechless, thinking to himself, "If they don't care about this, what's the point of having a business partner? All they care about is splitting the profits?"

You know, they did run the advertisements, but Xiangjiang Tongrentang just set up a storefront to sell their products and didn't care about anything else. Is that right?
Is this how business partners cooperate?

Do you expect them to go over here and resolve the market issues?
Fang Yan said to Zeng Luquan:
"Alright, I've already resolved this matter during my trip. We've now changed our main partner, and he'll help us solve the market issues there."

“Transportation, docks, warehouses, they also have their own chains.”

Hearing this, Zeng Luquan was taken aback and asked:

"Who has such power?"

“The Huo family,” Fang Yan replied.

Having said that, Fang Yan released Zeng Luquan's left hand:

"Come on... switch to the other hand."

Zeng Luquan realized what was happening and then asked:

"What about Tongrentang in Hong Kong? If we offend them, will they cause us trouble?"

He said in dialect:

“We will not suspend our cooperation with them, but will maintain a relatively small supply, just like the first supply. Anyway, they don’t want to care about the market, so we will just supply them with this amount.”

"And I believe they wouldn't dare to talk about retaliation. Don't forget, our company isn't some private enterprise; we have plenty of resources and connections."

Zeng Luquan nodded upon hearing this:

"yes……"

They also have connections, and those connections are quite significant.

It seems that my worries were indeed unnecessary.

Then Fang Yan took his pulse on his right hand, and both hands showed slippery and rapid pulses.

Based on Zeng Luquan's own account, it can be determined that he suffers from severe heat toxicity, damp-heat accumulation, deficiency of vital energy and invasion of pathogens, and damp-heat descending to the lower body, causing stagnation of qi and blood, resulting in swelling.

The Xianfang Huoming Yin prescribed by He Puren was fine, and the sitz bath medicine prescribed by Fang Yan was also fine.

"No problem, it's only the initial stage, it should be easy to control."

"Be careful not to drink alcohol, eat spicy or fried foods, and make sure you get enough sleep to restore your energy. I believe that lump will disappear in about half a month," Fang Yan said to Zeng Luquan.

Zeng Luquan said with a smile:

"I understand, don't forget I'm also a practitioner of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

Fang Yan nodded, and then prepared to take his leave.

"Alright, I won't bother you anymore. Get some rest. Don't worry about work. I'm back now."

After speaking in dialect, he bid farewell to Zeng Luquan and left.

As soon as Fang Yan left, Zeng Luquan took the medicine packet Fang Yan had given him and started brewing medicine for a sitz bath.

He can be skeptical of other people's recipes, but dialects are different.

His cure rate speaks for itself.

After looking at Zeng Luquan, Fang Yan returned to the Secret Recipe Research Institute.

The raw materials have been unloaded and are now being registered for warehousing. Inventory management is also a problem; there's no one specifically responsible for it right now. Lao He has to handle everything from warehousing and outbound processes to finished product management.

It's good that he has experience, otherwise the inventory management would be a real problem.

After learning about the situation, Fang Yan planned to talk to Vice President Zhao Xiewu about it later.

Then, Fang Yan inquired about the situation underground.

He Puren reported in a low voice to the dialect:

"It's finished. The passageway to the underground railway is still in the solidification stage. The equipment has been installed and tested." "However, no one is allowed to go in yet. I estimate that we will have to wait until next Tuesday or Wednesday, after the solidification is completed and the personnel are in place, before we can start the next phase of work."

"Okay, sure." Fang Yan nodded.

It looks like this place will be bustling next week; the facilities below need just as many people as the factories above.

Fang Yan didn't know why the research on this secret formula had become so complicated, even involving connecting to the underground railway.

I feel like the level of secrecy surrounding my position as the director of this secret formula research institute is skyrocketing.

After understanding the situation, Fang Yan went to find Zhao Xiwu. It was Thursday, and she didn't know if he was even there.

Sure enough, what you least want to happen is what happens most. Fang Yan found the office, but it was closed. After asking around, she learned that the person had gone to Xiyuan Hospital.

I originally wanted to find other leaders, but they were all busy today. Even Old Cheng went out to do free clinics.

There was no way to deal with the dialect; I couldn't just waste time here. I glanced at my watch and confirmed that it was still early, so I went straight to my car and headed to Xiyuan Hospital.

Upon arriving at Xiyuan Hospital, Fang Yan immediately asked around to find out what Dean Zhao Xiwu was doing that day.

Upon hearing this, I realized that they had brought people from their school who spoke in the local dialect to do free medical consultations in the nearby streets.

Many other doctors accompanied them, and not only students from Fang Yan's school, but also students from Capital Medical University.

It can be described as a massive undertaking.

This is a long-standing tradition, allowing students to gain early exposure to clinical practice and hone their skills, while also benefiting those around them.

They were divided into three groups, located in the residential area for families of central government agencies, 300 meters northwest of the hospital.

It's located on the edge of the Beitaipingzhuang Free Market, across Yuhe Road from the east gate of the hospital.

There is also the Heishanhu Railway Staff Dormitory Area, located 1.5 kilometers north along the Xiaojia River.

As for where Zhao Xiwu is, Fang Yan asked the people in their hospital, but they didn't know.

The only way to find out the dialects is to look them up one by one.

First, we went to the nearest residential area for families of central government agencies. When we found it, Fang Yan discovered that Zhao Lao was not there, but Cheng Lao was there, along with people from Capital Medical University.

Those who recognized him greeted him warmly; after all, he was a prominent figure, and there was nothing he could do about keeping a low profile.

Chu Qiaonan was also there. Fang Yan went over and greeted him, inviting him to his home for the weekend.

Then I asked Professor Cheng and finally found out where Dean Zhao was.

They took the students from the dialect class to the furthest railway staff dormitory area in Heishanhu, which was about five kilometers away by car.

However, they drove there, so it was relatively quick.

Upon hearing this, Fang Yan quickly said goodbye to Old Cheng and then drove towards the Heishanhu Railway Staff Dormitory Area.

Passing through the residential area of ​​the central government agencies, the asphalt road gradually turns into a dirt road, and a little girl is washing potatoes by the irrigation ditch next to the vegetable garden.

As we passed the Xiaojiahe Stone Slab Bridge, an old man scavenging for scraps tied up newspapers under the bridge arch, and in the distance, a green train roared past on the tracks.

The car eventually drove into the Heishanhu Railway Staff Dormitory Area. Railway uniforms were hanging to dry in front of the red brick bungalows, and a large group of people were queuing up by the basketball court. Fang Yan immediately saw Zhao Xiwu leading his students to set up a row of tables there and conduct a free clinic. During the clinic, many students had already started to practice.

Meanwhile, Lao Liu, who was leading the team, was looking around anxiously, like a firefighter, afraid that something might go wrong.

Then someone saw the car with the dialect, and several people stopped what they were doing.

"Brother Fang is here?" someone asked, somewhat incredulously.

“That car belongs to him,” someone responded.

Then they saw Fang Yan get out of the car and wave at them.

Others greeted him when they saw Fang Yan.

In no time, the titles "Brother Fang!" and "Class Monitor!" were heard everywhere.

This caused everyone in line to look at the dialect, and then someone recognized the dialect and explained it to everyone.

"That doctor from Peking Union Medical College Hospital who can bring the dead back to life has arrived!"

"He speaks in a local dialect, and he's here to provide free medical consultations!"

"Goodness, I've finally made the right choice today!"

Some people couldn't wait to ask the person speaking in dialect who was walking over:
"Dr. Fang, where do you sit for your consultations? We'll wait in line for you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, others immediately echoed them:
"Yes, me too!"

"Me too, me too..."

Fang Yan sighed helplessly and said to them:

"Excuse me, excuse me, I need to speak with my supervisor first. Please make way."

As a result, everyone still surrounded him. More and more people heard someone speaking in dialect coming over, and even those who hadn't originally planned to come for treatment gathered around.

In an instant, Fang Yan was completely surrounded by people.

Having no other option, Fang Yan could only say to them:

"Everyone, please make way and line up in an orderly fashion. I'll show you what I'm about to say."

As soon as he said this, fewer people were around Fang Yan, and they all lined up in the direction he pointed.

Judging from the dialect, it seems I can't avoid this free clinic today.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 44000 words.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow.

Lao Feng is working hard to write tomorrow's code.

(End of this chapter)