Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1081 Accepting Batel, Graduate Student Preliminary Exam Easy Mode (Bonus Chapter 3K for Monthly Tickets)

After handing over the medical records, Fang Yan briefly explained the precautions to Dean Ouyang before handing the patient over to Dongzhimen Hospital.

The next step is a relatively long treatment.

Given the patient's current condition, it is estimated that it will take at least a month before they can be discharged.

Of course, using better medicine might be faster.

However, the price will be higher.

If affordable TCM therapies are a case of "you get what you pay for," then expensive therapies are a case of "you get five for one dollar."

The efficiency is already quite high, so wealthy people are more willing to use better medicines.

Fang Yan then returned to the location of the free clinic and stayed there for a while longer.

By around 4 p.m., everyone in line for a doctor's appointment had been seen, and no one had encountered a problem that couldn't be solved.

Then Xiao Chengzhi told everyone to call it a day and call it a day.

Fang Yan checked the time, then bid farewell to everyone and went to the Huaxia Academy of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

They found Dean Zhao Xiwu and inquired about the documents related to the cooperation with Comrade Lu.

Dean Zhao Xiwu then took out a file folder and gave it to Fang Yan.

It contains materials required by the local dialect, as well as stamps from the evaluation meetings held here.

During this time, Fang Yan drove to Xiyuan Hospital again.

Comrade Lu's niece is doing well today after being treated by Professor Chen Keji.

Upon seeing Fang Yan arrive, he greeted him, handed the file bag to Comrade Lu, declined the invitation to have dinner at the state-run restaurant, and drove straight home.

It was quite late when I got home. I ate dinner with my family first, and then Fang Yan went to the study to give Zhengyi and Anton a lesson.

Next, Lao Hu told Fang Yan that he planned to put Batel under Lao Cui's care tomorrow and let him train with him first.

Dialect was no problem, of course; we asked Lao Hu if he wanted to go and notify them himself.

Old Hu said no need, since Batel and his wife would be coming over tomorrow anyway.

Sure enough, early the next morning, just as Fang Yan and his family had finished breakfast and hadn't even left for work, Batel and Zhuang Shan arrived.

He was also carrying a basket of eggs and two bottles of Fenjiu liquor.

It looks like they invested some money in it.

Today, Fang Yan didn't take the initiative to hand over the duties; instead, he made Old Cui, Cui Changshou, do it. He coldly said to them:

"Thanks to Comrade Fang Yan's efforts, a work unit has been arranged."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Shan and Battul became excited.

He glanced at Fang Yan beside him and sighed that he had indeed found the right person.

"So what exactly is the job?" Zhuang Shan asked.

Old Cui said:

"To do security and protection work."

"Security guards..." Zhuang Shan felt that the term was a little unfamiliar.

Old Cui said:

"They are bodyguards for key personnel, providing close protection at all times,"

"There are confidentiality regulations for anything too detailed, and there are many things that cannot be told to family members. Family members are not allowed to inquire about the content of my work."

Upon hearing such strict rules, the couple were both surprised. They hadn't expected to be given this kind of job. No wonder they had to test their skills beforehand.

At this point, Old Cui continued:

"The work includes meals and accommodation, and there is a one-month training and probation period. The salary is... 200 yuan a month. You can find out about the various receipts after you join the company."

Hearing this, Zhuang Shan asked in surprise:
"Wait, two hundred yuan a month? Two hundred yuan a year, right!?"

Old Cui said in a calm tone:
"You're right, it's a month."

"This is the price for security guard work. If you do a good job, you can get bonuses. The company also provides other benefits such as holidays. But if there is danger, someone is needed to stand in front of you."

Actually, this price is already very high. They didn't get this much before; they only received such a high salary under Lao Hu.

Upon hearing that the monthly salary was 200 yuan, a look of shock flashed in the eyes of Batel and his wife.

What does 200 yuan mean?
The average monthly income of herders is less than 20 yuan, and that's roughly the annual income of a family in a pastoral area.

At that time, the monthly salary of teachers, doctors and other "iron rice bowl" jobs in the capital was only about 50-80 yuan, and that of engineers and other technical positions was about 80-120 yuan. A monthly salary of 200 yuan was close to or even exceeded the salary of some senior cadres or scientific researchers, belonging to a very small number of high-income groups.

"Then...then this must be very dangerous, right?" Zhuang Shan asked Lao Cui.

Old Cui said:

"Under normal circumstances it is not dangerous, but there is always a possibility of danger. We are not forcing you to do this. If you do not wish to do it, you can find someone else."

Batel asked:
"Can you resolve the issue of obtaining an urban household registration?"

Old Cui nodded and said:
"Yes, it's a legitimate organization."

Battelle gritted his teeth:

"I'll do it! Two hundred yuan a month, it'd be worth it even if I sold myself!"

At this moment, Old Cui glanced at Zhuang Shan and said:

"Think it over carefully, so you don't regret it later."

"It's best to discuss it with your family."

Hearing Lao Cui's words, Zhuang Shan remained silent, but Batel had already spoken:
"I've thought it through! Let's do it."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Zhuang Shan, who then said to Batel:
“You’re the boss, I’ll listen to you.” Hearing this, Batel immediately felt much more at ease.

In such important matters, you still have to make the decisions yourself.

Only Fang Yan could tell that Zhuang Shan didn't want to be the bad guy. Since she didn't say anything, even if any problems arose later, it wouldn't be her problem.

"No, we need to make it clear to your family. This is not a trivial matter." Old Cui was a smart man and insisted on forcing Zhuang Shan to make a statement.

Zhuang Shan was dumbfounded. She looked at Lao Cui, who was staring at her expressionlessly, with a businesslike demeanor.

“When my husband comes to your workplace, I, as his family member, will definitely cooperate…” Zhuang Shan said.

Old Cui said to her:
"Just tell me whether you agree or not. You'll have to sign something later; it's a confidentiality agreement."

“If you don’t agree or express your opinion, then we can’t accept your husband either. If the family’s attitude is unclear and they don’t support the job, then the company won’t dare to hire someone like that.”

Batel looked at his wife and urged her:

"Hurry up and say yes!"

"Hmm..." Zhuang Shan nodded, then pointed ambiguously at Old Cui, pointing to Batel, and said:
"I'll listen to him."

Old Cui wouldn't tolerate her:
"make it clear."

Zhuang Shan was speechless; in the end, she could only nod.
"I promise!"

“I agreed to let Batel work and to accept the unit’s confidentiality policy.”

Old Cui nodded and said:

"Alright, go to the study to sign."

Xiaolin was already waiting inside. After they went in, the couple spent more than ten minutes carefully reviewing all the terms and conditions before signing and pressing their fingerprints.

Although it felt like he was being sold off, Battier actually received his salary for the month as soon as he joined the company.

That's right, I joined the company at the end of May and received full attendance pay.

These two hundred yuan have left the couple feeling quite dizzy.

Happiness came too suddenly. Such a large sum of money was given to them immediately upon joining the company. It was like a windfall. As for the confidentiality clauses mentioned earlier, they now felt that they could accept them.

That's right, it should be kept secret, otherwise giving such a high price would be inappropriate!

Batel entrusted all his money to his wife for safekeeping.

Then I went with Xiaolin to complete the onboarding procedures and the procedures for returning to the city for household registration.

Zhuang Shan left behind a basket of eggs and two bottles of wine, and kept thanking Fang Yan.

They happily left the place.

With things settled here, Fang Yan began another day of work.

Fang Yan then spent the morning at the Minzu Hotel treating and seeing medical professionals from all over the country.

In the afternoon, I went to Dongzhimen Hospital to provide free medical consultations to the general public and to provide technical support to my classmates.

Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and it was June.

The national preliminary examination for postgraduate admissions in Traditional Chinese Medicine, which was first reinstated in 1978, also began.

With nervousness, everyone entered the examination room along with the older students.

At the same time, people from all over the country also entered the examination hall and began to compete on the same stage.

The dialect exam was held in a primary school classroom. In the morning, there was a political exam, and in the afternoon, there were two professional exams.

The political exam in the morning goes without saying.

It was time for the afternoon's professional exam.

When the exam papers were handed out, Fang Yan finally understood. The first professional exam was "Medical Classical Chinese and Basic Traditional Chinese Medicine," and many of the essay questions were a bit too easy for Fang Yan.

For example, one of the major questions requires punctuating and translating the following passage from the "Suwen·Zhizhen Yaoda Lun" into modern Chinese: "It is said that treating cold with heat and treating heat with cold, but the practitioners cannot abandon the rules and change their methods... The reason for the increase of qi and premature death is..."

Fang Yan even wondered if she had entered the wrong examination room.

He glanced at the banner hanging on the blackboard to confirm the examination room before continuing to answer the questions.

The second professional exam, "Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinical Practice," included the analysis and answers to many clinical case studies.

Of course, this is too simple for a dialect, because there is no problem with any of them.

The last question was a bit interesting. It asked: "Choose a case that you are satisfied with, and describe in detail the medical history, clinical symptoms, TCM diagnosis, diagnostic basis, treatment prescriptions and effects, and analyze it using theory, methods and prescriptions."

Seeing that there was still plenty of time, Fang Yan immediately took out his recent medical case of subungual glomus tumor and began writing a lengthy analysis, starting with a benign tumor in glomus tissue discovered by the French pathologist Pierre Masson in 1924.

After finishing writing, Fang Yan checked it once. Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of the exam, and Fang Yan put down the exam paper and went out.

He was immediately surrounded by everyone in the class taking the exam.

"Brother Fang, how did you answer the second question?"

"Brother Fang, for my last question, I'm using the medical case of the French businesswoman with heart disease that you told us about last time!"

"Brother Fang, I might not have written one of the questions clearly. Do you think I'll lose points? This is how I wrote it..."

"Old Fang, check the answers! Hurry up, hurry up..."

PS: The exam content is based on real questions written from the recollections of those who took the exam that year.

I've gained 100 more monthly votes, so after finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 19000 words.

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

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

(End of this chapter)