Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1263 Traditional Chinese Medicine Can Be Used Like This? Dialect Connections Shock Second Sister (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets: 3K Chapters)

"Congratulations! The top scorer performed consistently well!" Professor Yue Meizhong, who was in charge of postgraduate admissions for Traditional Chinese Medicine, said to Fang Yan.

"Last year's top scorer in the college entrance examination is now the top scorer in postgraduate studies. It's true that anyone with the ability can achieve good results in anything they do."

Fang Yan twitched the corner of his mouth. Professor Yue Meizhong clearly already knew the result, but he was still pretending to be surprised. It was really hard on the old man.

Compared to previous top scorers in the national college entrance examination, the impact of this year's postgraduate entrance examination is actually not that significant.

People are paying more attention to the national college entrance examination results.

Another batch of people are about to enter university, and candidates all over the country are paying attention to this. However, the number of candidates taking the postgraduate entrance examination for Traditional Chinese Medicine is less than a fraction of that of the national college entrance examination, so the attention they receive is almost negligible.

Of course, the school's affirmation should still be acknowledged.

I prepared a gift for Fang Yan, who is the top graduate student this year.

The reward is cash, plus an acceptance letter delivered immediately.

However, this time 188 people were admitted, which is more than a hundred more than the original number to be admitted in the previous life. Fang Yan asked Professor Yue Meizhong:
"I remember it was originally said that... the first batch of TCM graduate students would only have one class, right? How come there are three classes now?"

Professor Yue Meizhong said:
"There's no other way. Many scores don't show a significant difference. It would be a shame to eliminate some people according to our original plan. Now is also a crucial time for the development of traditional Chinese medicine. After discussing it for several days, we finally decided to recruit as many people as possible whose scores are similar."

"Don't be fooled by the fact that there are only 188 people now. This number is the result of our efforts to screen them. They are not far from getting a perfect score."

"Besides you being the only one to get a perfect score, many other candidates came close to it. Of course... I'm not saying their abilities are very similar to yours. You got a perfect score because we set up these test points. They came close to a perfect score because that's the best they could do. I believe that if the test were more complex, the difference in scores between you would be much greater." At the end, Yue Meizhong expressed her attitude to Fang Yan, as if afraid that Fang Yan would feel pressured.

He said speechlessly in dialect:
"I don't really care about that..."

He genuinely hoped that everyone here was quite capable, preferably possessing something he hadn't yet learned, so that he could learn from them. After all, "everyone has something to teach me," and if he had nothing to learn, what was the point?

"It's good that you don't care! Haha, speaking of which, it's quite surprising that these people can achieve such good results. Just the fact that such a large group can influence a large number of people after they graduate and are divided into groups is enough. If we had followed our original plan of one class, the influence would not have been as great as it is now." Yue Meizhong said to Fang Yan.

Fang Yan nodded. That was indeed true. Although each of the graduate students in history had considerable influence, it was clear that if there were more than a hundred more, the influence would definitely be even greater. This could be considered a positive impact stirred up by his own butterfly effect.

"So what's next?" Fang Yan asked Yue Meizhong, unsure if they should promote the project further.

"It will take some time before everyone arrives after these notices are sent out," Yue Meizhong said.

Seeing that the old man didn't understand her meaning, Fang Yan simply brought the topic to the forefront and asked:
"What I mean is, should we do some advertising? Like, put it in the newspaper, or get it on TV or something?"

Professor Yue Meizhong said with a smile:

"The newspaper will definitely be published. Everything has been arranged. You can just focus on your work."

The dialect speaker stopped beating around the bush and continued:
"Professor Yue, actually, it's like this. The day after tomorrow, I arranged a free clinic for police officers and their families at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. I originally invited all my classmates to participate, but after receiving the notification today, I thought that since there are other admitted graduate students in Beijing, why not invite them to join us and turn this event into a 'Free Clinic for New Graduate Students in Traditional Chinese Medicine'? This way, we can provide the police officers and their families with the best TCM resources and also help our school's three graduate classes make a name for themselves."

Upon hearing Fang Yan's words, Yue Meizhong was taken aback. This was indeed a good idea, as it not only expanded social influence but also garnered support from other systems.

Yue Meizhong said to Fang Yan:

"Like that TCM collaboration you discussed with the Air Force General Hospital a few days ago?"

“That’s right!” Fang Yan nodded. A few days ago, when the Air Force General Hospital was discussing a cooperative project to establish a traditional Chinese medicine system, Fang Yan arranged for the TCM practitioners from the Yanhuang Club to have researchers who were not involved in Fang Yan’s project and who did not have any projects in hand to go to the Air Force General Hospital to practice medicine.

In this way, a department of traditional Chinese medicine was quickly established within the Air Force General Hospital system.

By leveraging existing resources, the Air Force General Hospital provided its researchers with opportunities to work, while also enhancing the research institute's reputation in traditional Chinese medicine, securing orders from the military, and receiving policy support.

These actions of the dialect are like tentacles or vines, frantically starting to connect and bind with various mechanisms within the system.

By establishing the value of traditional Chinese medicine and completing a closed loop of benefits, everyone benefits. Yue Meizhong really didn't expect that the announcement of postgraduate admission results could be used in such a way. He said to Fang Yan, "Great idea! It does practical work for the public security system, allows new students to get clinical experience right from the start, and also enhances the reputation of the TCM postgraduate program. It's a win-win-win situation!"

He got up and walked to the window, looking at the students coming and going downstairs. His tone was full of emotion: "In the past, traditional Chinese medicine was always said to be old-fashioned and out of touch with the times. With your method, young people can show their skills and society can see the application of traditional Chinese medicine. It is more effective than being featured in the newspaper ten times!"

Fang Yan added with a smile, "Moreover, these freshmen have just passed the exam and have a solid theoretical foundation. It's a good opportunity for them to practice their skills at the free clinic and learn more about the diagnostic thinking of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners. Police officers are often overworked and have many chronic diseases and old injuries, so they also need a variety of TCM treatment plans. The two sides complement each other perfectly."

“It’s settled then!” Yue Meizhong turned to Fang Yan, her eyes resolute. “I’ll have someone contact all the new students admitted to Beijing right away and inform them of the time, location, and precautions for the free clinic. If you need any resources from the school, just let us know. We’ll support you without hesitation.”

Fang Yan quickly said, "You don't need to worry about that. Lao Hu and I have already discussed it. Our company will provide the funding, and it won't cost much. The main thing is to make it clear to the new students that participation is voluntary. If someone lives far away and can't make it, there's no need to force them. In addition, I have already contacted Xiehe Hospital to vacate the consultation room, clean it, and gather enough nurses and pharmacy staff."

Yue Meizhong nodded in approval: "That's very thoughtful! I think... I'll have the school's logistics department prepare some hot water and benches for the police officers and their families who come for the free clinic. By the way, should we give the new students some simple training? For example, how to communicate with patients and how to record medical records, so they won't be nervous when they first start."

Dialectal wave:
"No need, this year's doctors are all experienced, and they are basically all experienced professionals."

“If they are purely academic types who have no experience, they won’t participate.”

Yue Meizhong thought it made sense. Fang Yan's approach would also allow him to see the practical skills of these people and get a feel for their abilities. Although some practical content had been taught during the exam, it was mostly theoretical. Now that he had met a real expert, the effectiveness would be revealed in the treatment.

“Okay! It’s settled then!” Yue Meizhong agreed.

……

After things were settled, the graduate students in Beijing gradually received the news. They probably didn't expect the school to call them up for a free clinic so soon.

Everyone was puzzled. Only Fang Yan's former classmates knew that it was Fang Yan who had brought it up.

Today at home, to celebrate Fang Yan's admission to graduate school, Lao Hu booked three tables at the Yanjing Hotel. Not only family members, but also Fang Yan's mentors Lao Lu and Lao Jiao, fellow students, some leaders from Peking Union Medical College Hospital (including the current Party Secretary and Dean), Director Liao from the Overseas Chinese Affairs Office, Vice Minister Li from the Ministry of Health, former Dean Lao Dong, Zhao Xiwu and Cheng Xinnong from the research institute, Editor-in-Chief Xia from the publishing house, Vice President Wang Yuchuan from the university, Fang Yan's homeroom teacher Liu Duzhou, his former homeroom teacher Fang Yaozhong, the Zhang father and daughter, the Tao father and son, and Director Feng from the street office…

There were a large group of people, and the three tables were already a bit cramped, so Lao Hu asked for another table to be added.

There are four large round tables in total, which is fortunate given the spaciousness of Fang Yan's home.

A group of people celebrated.

After the meal, Fang Yan and Li Zhengji gave the veteran leaders a physical examination on the spot.

Now the family has witnessed firsthand the connections that Fang Yan has these days.

Especially my second sister, who is going back to Shanghai to study by train in a few days. During today's meal, Vice Minister Li overheard her and said that someone in the ministry was going to fly to Shanghai on Monday afternoon and could take her there directly.

My second sister was completely baffled. Fly there? It's just a matter of saying one sentence?
In the end, Fang Yan thanked Vice Minister Li on behalf of her somewhat bewildered second sister.

Then, before dinner that evening, Secretary Huang drove over and delivered the plane ticket. It was for a direct flight from Beijing Capital International Airport to Shanghai Hongqiao International Airport at 2:40 PM the following Monday. A car would come to pick her up.

It was a special plane for leaders of the Ministry of Health, and she was considered an accompanying person and was allowed to bring more luggage without any weight restrictions.

The second sister was shocked again. She had only seen airplanes in magazines and had never been to an airport, let alone ridden in a private jet.

The original plan was to take a three-day, two-night train journey.

But now, with just a word from Vice Minister Li, she can actually board a plane, and it's even a "leader's private plane"—it's like a dream.

During the rest of the meal, my second sister ate absentmindedly, her mind preoccupied with the "airplane ride." One moment she was wondering what it would be like inside, the next she was worrying about whether she would cause trouble for her boss, and then she felt like she was dreaming, and couldn't help but pinch the back of her hand…it really hurt!

The third child's current abilities are beyond what the older ones can even comprehend.

P.S.: That's all for today. Please come early tomorrow.

(End of this chapter)