Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1212 The Future Dean's Choice, Undercurrents at Peking Union Medical College Hospital (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets)
After explaining the situation to Mr. Li in a dialect, Fang handed the form to his secretary and then told him to go to the Western medicine clinic for a checkup.

With the example set by the two old men, the others followed suit, and the first batch of people were all examined, prescribed medicine, and sent out by Fang Yan.

They can't be admitted to the hospital either; they're all so old and have so many things to do.

In their words, in the central government, someone in their early sixties is considered a young man.

Seventy years old is quite common.

They are ready to fight on the front lines whenever the organization needs them.

By the time this batch was finished, more than an hour had passed, which shows the advantage of having complete information.

No one needed to ask too many questions; Fang Yan already knew the general situation.

In this situation, the four diagnostic methods in dialect didn't actually take much time; most of the time was spent explaining the prescriptions the old men had.

When Fang Yan came downstairs to the door, the three vice deans were still waiting there.

Only then did the three notice Fang Yan approaching, and they quickly greeted him:
"Director Fang, have you finished reading?"

"I've finished reading it," Fang Yan replied.

Then he looked around and asked:
"No one else came?"

Vice Dean Chen said:

"They've arrived, four of them have come one after another. They should be getting their medical checkups at the Western medicine clinic right now."

Fang Yan suddenly realized.

The first group of people saw him here, so they went to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. The four people who came later saw that he wasn't there, so they went to the Western medicine clinic.

Fang Yan thought for a moment and realized that since the people before him had all taken their own people to the TCM clinic, he would have to take them himself too.

Then he said to the crowd:

"Then I'll go see the Western medicine doctor and talk to the old leaders. Once they're done, I'll take them to see the traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I'll leave things here in your care."

The three vice deans nodded in agreement:
"okay!"

"Don't worry, leave this to us."

"no problem."

Then Fang Yan went to the building where the Western medicine clinic was conducting physical examinations. After Fang Yan walked away, one of the three vice presidents in charge of the Western medicine department suddenly spoke up:

"Is this Director Liao a relative of his?"

"Look at all these people today, they were all called here by Director Liao."

The speaker was Vice President Chen, who was in charge of hospital administration.

The other two looked at him, and Vice Dean Gu said:

"What nonsense are you talking about? You haven't been paying attention to the data from the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office. At least 70% of the overseas Chinese businessmen who returned to invest were attracted back by their local dialects."

"The dialect is Director Liao's trump card. Now, by having these veteran leaders come here for medical treatment, we are strengthening the authority of the dialect."

Vice Dean Chen said:

"I just feel that this young man is being overrated..."

Another Vice Dean Lin said:
"The key is that his medical skills are indeed superb. So many people have come, and I haven't heard of anyone he can't cure."

"They really are capable!"

Vice Dean Chen said, "He's achieved success at such a young age. I reckon this dean's position will be his for the rest of his life."

Vice Dean Lin said:

"It's hard to say... I have a feeling they might not be interested in this position."

Vice Dean Chen said:

"Don't forget, there are two more buildings under construction in our hospital that will be named after him in the future."

Vice Dean Gu said:

"Old Chen, I think this young man's ambitions lie elsewhere; he has a much brighter future ahead of him."

Vice Dean Lin said:

"That's right. Judging from the level of importance the higher authorities attach to this, and the fact that Director Liao took this opportunity to send so many veteran cadres over to see him, I think he'll at least be promoted to the Ministry of Health and put in charge of traditional Chinese medicine."

Upon hearing this, Vice Dean Chen unconsciously touched his chin and pursed his lips:

"Getting into the Ministry of Health? That's too easy! How old is he? Many veterans in our hospital have spent their whole lives working their way up to the position of director."

Vice Dean Gu glanced in the direction of the Western Medicine Building, lowering his voice:
"Do you think these old leaders came for nothing? Those guys just now, which one of them didn't have several connections behind him? They got their illnesses treated by Fang Yan and praised him, saying 'Dr. Fang is reliable,' which is more effective than ten reports we write."

He paused and then said:
"Besides, do you think attracting overseas Chinese businessmen is a trivial matter? It's a hard achievement directly linked to the economy, and the higher-ups have been watching it closely for a long time."

Vice Dean Lin crossed his arms and nodded slightly:
“Old Gu is right. Last time I went to a meeting at the ministry, someone from the Medical Administration Department mentioned that they wanted to set an example, someone who understands the essence of traditional Chinese medicine and can also keep up with international standards. Think about it, in the whole hospital, besides Fang Yan, who else can take on that title?”

Vice Dean Chen snorted:
"But he is, after all, a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine. How many people in the Western medicine field are not convinced? Last time, Director Zhang from the cardiothoracic surgery department mentioned to me that a patient with coronary heart disease refused to have bypass surgery and insisted on waiting for a prescription from a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner. Isn't that ridiculous?"

"What happened to the patient afterward?" Vice President Gu asked, raising an eyebrow.

Vice Dean Chen paused for a moment:
"Um... I heard that he's not breathing as badly anymore. Last week's checkup showed that his electrocardiogram was indeed more stable."

Vice Dean Chen's voice trailed off: "I just feel that taking such big a step is risky and could lead to a fall."

"Whether you fall or not depends on whether you have a firm footing." Vice Dean Gu looked out the door, his tone tinged with emotion: "You didn't see how he treats patients; this skill isn't something that can be fabricated."

Vice Dean Lin suddenly smiled:

"Actually, we don't need to worry about that. Director Liao's move is shrewd. By letting Fang Yan take on these tasks, he's both building connections for the hospital and paving the way for this young man. If he ever gets transferred to a ministry, our Peking Union Medical College Hospital will definitely take care of him."

Vice Dean Chen was silent for a moment, then sighed:
"That's true. Back when I was his age, I was still on night shifts writing patient progress notes at the Yan'an Hospital..." He looked up at the sky and sighed.
"Times have changed..."

Actually, everyone knows what Vice Dean Chen is thinking; he's afraid that Fang Yan will take his place.

The young man is too powerful. He has the hospital director's protection and Director Liao's protection. Now, so many old leaders are also coming to recognize him. If he cures them all today, his reputation will spread among the upper echelons.

Who in the hospital will be able to stand up to this kid then?
However, it's normal for Lao Chen to complain, since his capable henchman Huang Li has been transferred to help Fang Yan, which makes him feel that his subordinates have been poached and his position is threatened.

However, Vice Dean Gu and Vice Dean Lin, who had more dealings with Fang Yan, knew that this young man had never revealed his ambition for the dean's position.

They're eyeing something much higher.

The dean went out on a mission this time. Based on past experience, he might be promoted within six months of his return, so Vice Dean Chen already has his eye on the dean's position.

The fear of a youngest dean emerging was clearly something everyone thought was overthinking.

Worrying about dialects is less worrying than worrying about someone being parachuted in from above.

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 17000 words.

There will be more this afternoon.

(End of this chapter)