Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1157 The First Time a Dialect Project Was Approved, and the Ministry of Health's Reaction (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
The movie "Once Upon a Time in China" was made some time ago, and it was being edited in Hong Kong before being released recently.

Previously, Fang Yan and his friends had been preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination interview.

Fang Yan knew that Lao Hu had also submitted a report to the mainland for review, and then he even invited the family of Director Liu, whom Fang Yan had previously treated, to a meal. The family members were from the propaganda department.

If a film wants to pass censorship in the country, it has to get past them.

However, Fang Yan doesn't believe that a meal can solve everything. He feels that this kind of traditional style is too unconventional in today's domestic film market.

Unexpectedly, it was released today.

Old Hu didn't even tell me.

"Really? Are you sure it's Li's 'Huang Feihong'?" Fang Yan asked Xiao Chengzhi again to confirm.

Xiao Chengzhi nodded and said:
"Yes, the Hong Kong directing team filmed in Beijing and even built a movie street."

"We plan to go check out the movie street after we've watched the movie."

Then Deng Nanxing, who was standing to the side, said:
"Yes... I heard they're filming 'Rickshaw Boy' over there."

Fang Yan asked them:

"I didn't even notice where you got all this information from."

Xiao Chengzhi said:
“Patients, our patients come and go every day, and we hear all sorts of news.”

Fang Yan suddenly realized, then nodded and said:
"Sure, sure. Come back and tell me how you felt after you've watched it."

They didn't take a car after that; they walked out instead. They weren't in a hurry today, and the nearest movie theater wasn't far away, so they decided to walk.

Fang Yan thought that since Huang Feihong's movie was showing here, wouldn't his own movie be coming soon?

But despite my thoughts, I had more important things to do.

After finishing up at Peking Union Medical College Hospital, Fang Yan took the revised report and drove to the Ministry of Health to see the leaders.

After driving out of Xiehe Hospital, I headed towards No. 1 Xizhimenwai South Road, Xicheng District.

The sun has already risen, and there are more pedestrians on the street. Fang Yan used to be in the hospital at this time of day and hadn't been out on the street for a long time. He felt a little sentimental, realizing that he had been too busy to see the world.

Before long, Fang Yan arrived at the Ministry of Health's office.

Parking is not allowed in front of the gate, so I could only park at the entrance of the alley across the street. I told the tailor shop at the entrance of the alley that I was going to take care of something and would be back in a little while. Then I picked up my things and headed towards the Ministry of Health.

The Ministry of Health had only been open for a short time, and all sorts of people were coming and going. Fang Yan entered and headed straight for the office of the vice minister he knew well.

The Ministry of Health currently has several vice ministers, each with different responsibilities. It's unclear whether the person speaking in the dialect is in charge of this area, but he can only try to find someone he knows.

When they arrived at the office, they found the door open and several people inside listening to the deputy minister assign tasks.

"...The prevention and control manual will be delivered to the grassroots level next week. Several of you will go to Hebei and Shanxi separately to supervise the work, focusing on the storage conditions of the commune health centers, and making sure the medicine doesn't get damp."

As soon as Fang Yan stood still, he saw the deputy minister glance up and see him. He paused slightly, then nodded in acknowledgment.

Fang Yan nodded in agreement, then listened as they continued with the arrangements inside.

Schistosomiasis and plague prevention and control—these all sound like issues related to infectious diseases.

The others were taking notes on the leader's instructions.

The task assignment was completed shortly afterward.

"Have you remembered everything?" the deputy minister asked.

"Understood!" several people replied.

"Meeting adjourned." The vice minister waved his hand.

After they finished speaking, they came out and greeted Fang Yan one by one.
"Dr. Fang is here!" "Director Fang, are you here to report?"

"Have you finished your postgraduate entrance exam?"

Fang Yan nodded in response. These were all leading cadres from the Ministry of Health. He hadn't expected them to be so concerned about his activities.

They had all gone to take care of their business when Fang Yan walked to the office door and knocked.

The vice minister waved to him:
"Just open the door and come in. Why are you being so fussy by knocking? I have a meeting in a bit, so just tell me what you need!"

Fang Yan walked into the office and handed the carefully revised report to the deputy minister:
"Sir, this is our institute's project application report on tackling key technological challenges in the internationalization of traditional Chinese medicine. We would like to ask you to take a look."

The deputy minister took the heavy folder, his face expressionless. He simply grunted in response, gestured to the chair next to him to sit down, and then opened the report himself.

He put his glasses back on, clearly getting into work mode out of habit.

"Pour yourself some water," the leader said to Fang Yan.

"Okay!" Fang Yan agreed, but did not go to pour water.

The office then fell silent, with only the ticking of the clock and the rustling of the deputy minister turning pages.

The leader flipped through the document quickly, glancing at the report written in dialect. He paused at certain points, a thoughtful expression on his face, before quickly moving on to the following content.

I read a report for about five or six minutes, but it felt like an hour to me.

Finally, the deputy minister closed the report, leaned back in his chair, and looked back at Fang Yan.

He was silent for a few seconds, then slowly began to speak:
"Hmm... your report is well written!"

This opening statement definitely put Fang Yan at ease.

Then the leader continued:

"The political perspective is there, the thinking is clear, and the arguments are quite solid. In particular, the data and plans for Southeast Asia show some foundation."

"We need staffing, personnel, and resource coordination... This is a significant investment, and indeed, it's crucial." The deputy minister tapped the report cover lightly with his finger again, pondered for a few seconds, and then said:
"This matter involves a wide range of issues, and the Ministry of Health alone cannot make the decision, especially regarding staffing and inter-ministerial coordination. It needs to be discussed at a meeting, like this..."

He said to his secretary beside him:

"Xiao Huang, take this draft to the leaders in charge of science and technology and foreign cooperation. Also, inform Director Liao of the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office. He was the one who spearheaded the previous book donation to Nanyang. Get his opinion."

"Then let's schedule a meeting and discuss it."

After saying that, he glanced at Fang Yan and added:
"It would be best to do it as soon as possible, this afternoon or evening is fine too."

Secretary Huang nodded:
"Okay! I'll take care of it right away."

After Secretary Huang left, Fang Yan stood up and said:

"Thank you for your attention, leader!"

The leader smiled and waved his hand, saying:

"I have to go to a meeting right away, so I won't be able to keep you company. You should go ahead and do your work. I'll call your home later to let you know, just don't forget to answer the phone."

"Okay!" Fang Yan nodded. He could tell that the leader still valued his project.

Although no decision was made immediately, this was still a good response.

He then went home to sort out the things Lin Wenfeng had given him.

After the postgraduate entrance exams are over, Fang Yan will find professors and bigwigs from the university and research institutes to put together a gift for August 1st, just like he did at Guangzhou University of Chinese Medicine. This will not only bring good things to the military to improve medical standards, but also allow doctors from the north who did not participate last time to join in, so that everyone can be treated fairly.

P.S.: Debts paid off. There's absolutely no stock left, so it's all on-demand!
(End of this chapter)